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Another short story without and ending.
A tale of love thought to be forever lost in the year 2246 after the end of a great war that nearly destroyed humanity. We follow the tales of Ayla Noel and her love Arashi Takasu(name(s) subjected to change) as they both search for each other from their...
Short Story | Updated Apr 10, 2014 | Reads: 44 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The point is that a person chooses how happy they want to be, and I have heard that many people try to understand it and they have to read it twice.
Poetry | Updated Apr 10, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Hinrey Snakespear
(I will be updating this piece in segments)
This is a piece I have been working on for a while now, I am unsure as to how often I will be updating it, or how big the updates will be, but hopefully those updates will happen.
A few critique questions for this piece:
-How is the mood of it?
By Sparkle Demon
You haven't seen her in forever... she's changed. So have you. You loved her, but you have a job to do.
A man, who knows everything about you, fools your family into believing that he is you. What will happen to you as you seek out the truth?
Immortality has its ups and downs, I guess I can't complain. But I didn't ask for this, I didn't want to watch my family grow old and die. I wanted to have a family of my own, kids to scold and love, a wife. Why me? I didn't ask for this, but I didn't have a choice.
By Lee Hall
An adapted excerpt of my second Clark Thorn book.....
This is something we did in class, called "note passing," where everyone would start their own story; subject topic was the 1930's Dust Bowl, and what life was like. (narrative, letter, mostly first person) From there we would pass it to another person, then another- after 5 minutes or so- and...
By Brent Seymour
You have had a traumatic childhood and seek revenge until your feelings grab hold and change things. Or do they?
The day you finally do it
A woman wanders around her dark basement flat, eating an odd, sticky spread from old peanut butter jars, knowing that there's something strange going on, but not quite remembering what.
She gets the Spread delivered to her by a little old man who won't talk to her, and to make things more...
Novel | Updated Feb 5, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I know a girl - That girl was me
Something I wrote whilst listening to Ludo's 'Morning in may', it's a short story told from the point of view of a guy who's girlfriend killed herself, and how he wishes that he could've done something or at least died with her. TW: Suicide.
By Miharu Rokujo
It is certainly an eerie feeling, alienation. Isolation from everything and anything that would fit one in the classification of 'human'. Just what is this life they speak of?
Don't try to hide the devil in you.