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By The Jangler
An experience like none other.
By The Hordeling
A short poem based of the ouroboros symbol.
Poetry | Updated Jan 15, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kevo The Loner
A symbolic story about a lonely boy walking.
By Will Veazey
In this short story I decided to write about my theory for why sin had to be I'm the world, why there can't just be good.
You've been met with a terrible fate, haven't you?
By Amber Timber
Jessica Kristoff was a young prostitute who dreamed of a better life. One evening fate stepped in, unfortunately.
Short Story | Updated Nov 1, 2013 | Reads: 140 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 7
The story follows Michael, a student who suddenly gets forced out of the world he knows and loves, on his road towards a new Life. While he starts to understand there is more to the world than most people know, he still has to learn a lot about who (or what) he is and how to deal with magical or...
By Tucker Haase
The story of an archer and guard. Protecting his home and family, but for how long can he stand in the night?
Not my usual blunt style- there's more symbolism in this one. I still think the overall topic of the poem is pretty clear, though.
By Waiting For Rain
Satire on big francises and their rapid spreading.
By Byron Kastilahn
Mac has a tendency to get distracted, even in the most important situations. Or does he?
Short Story | Updated May 9, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
There were so many strange things about that day that he couldn't understand, like how could have the temperature dropped so much that evening? Why were the Streets so empty on a weekday? Why was the public transportation inactive on the very day? Why were the Street-lights unlit and a Major...
I'm not sure if this is poetry or not, but it displays the feelings of a good friend of mine.
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2012 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The line between dreams and reality is constantly fluctuating. Sometimes it is as rigid as glass, and we could not be more aware that we are awake. Other times it is evanescent, and a pinch or bucket of water is needed to ensure our awareness. For Lorelai, the only way to survive is to erase...
By The Eternal Flame
This is a work of imagination, to the image that emerges from the depth of my heart whenever I hear the name 'love'. :)
Poetry | Updated Jul 9, 2012 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1