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Besieged by pelting rain, filled with trepidation from the crashing and flashing of tormented skies, our intrepid crusaders move forward into the undisclosed wilderness. Flowing maze like before this most dangerous of places, bending and pressing to unknown forces, grasses glisten in the...
By Whiskey Charlie
Lost in the wilderness, a hiker has a bizarre encounter with a moss-man.
Short Story | Updated Dec 7, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
It's about losing someone that you loved a lot.
Short Story | Updated Dec 7, 2014 | Reads: 74 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Nocturnal Ponderings
This poem means something specific to me, but can be interpreted in many ways. I'm quite proud of it and I hope you enjoy!
The love that Ophelia Vaile lost was irreplaceable. Nothing makes her feel safe anymore with the add on of that night. Everyday and every turn is dangerous in her eyes. Turning twenty one she realizes how hard life is when she doesn't have a high school diploma. But when meeting her new boss she...
its about a girl, who is still deeply in love with her ex, but starts falling for a new guy so she is starts to wonder should i go back or start new?
(this is the first time I've actually sat down and written something please I need feedback)
Book | Updated Dec 4, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The best poems are made when lonely nights are written on a page.
Poetry | Updated Dec 3, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Part four of the monthly story about the creatures who inhabit the City of the Lost God. Sad creatures of the rifts, too hybrid to be tolerated anywhere else.
Short Story | Updated Dec 2, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Vampire Slayer
This is how I used to feel and I would always find myself writing about my feelings and helped me to get through. I don't feel that way anymore but its what things used to be like for me
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Love can be deceitful but still we trust it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I wrote this for my unborn son.
By Michael Orso
Content in my hovel...
Poetry | Updated Nov 25, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0