I wrote this story based around a plot/backstory/characters suggested to me by a friend. Some of it is a bit silly and not intended to be taken seriously, but the majority of it is serious. You'll know which parts aren't.
I won't be taking this particular story any further, but…
For she was a wide eyed doe
and he a wicked lion
For she was trapped in the headlights
and he, killing while lying
For she never had a chance
her a silent dawn
For her emotions were as fragile
as a delicate faun
For he broke her heart
Fast forward to a future where chips are implanted in the brain at birth, controlling everything in society, from crime prevention, to sending out your pre-written 'Last Word Letters' to your loved ones. When Taylor's secret ridden letters are sent out, two options are presented: return to the life the…
I wrote this for a friend in response to their poem about a... particular body part. I tried to make the poem a little bit more creative and poetic, but in the end it's still a really silly idiotic poem written by juveniles for juveniles. I don't even know if…
It was made to be a paradise. A place to escape from hard times in the outside world. But then its programing evolved to heights only seen in movies, the place that should have been paradise, became a living thing that enjoyed hunting those foolish enough to enter.
This is my first post. I've been reading about a lot of improv and thinking about writing as vehicle for improv. This exercise in writing is based on starting in a place with a character and seeing what happens. When I started with Jack and Dabbyshire, I didn't know where…
Hi guys! Here is my Biographical/fanfic On one and only Frida Kahlo.
To fully get some parts of this peace, I suggest you to view these links before reading:
Thank you for reading!
The people of the country went through the trials of the world: terrorism, refugees, and their own single-mindedness. In this short story, readers will see if this nameless country comes together or destroys itself.
"Eventually, a more advanced scholar would demonstrate the proper dissection of a large animal...or even better - a human. This would only happen with years of learning, he would have to be 20 by then. He couldn't wait. He had to do it now. He had to EXPERIENCE it now.…
Within the ancient scripture of the people of the country of Staundess is the story of Rocksta the slayer of Kings, the chosen body of third God whose name is the Holy Darkness. Rocksta whom was a great warrior and chosen as the body in the days before man walked…
The God Machine is no more and the multiverse and all save 3 of its inhabitants are dead. It's now up to the Sisters of Wyrd to put the fabric of psace-time back together. But before that can happen they must find a way out of No Where.