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As I was walking empty-handed and alone I saw something in the distance. Upon a closer look I noticed that it shimmered in the setting sun's light.
One fine day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other, drew their swords and shot each other.
Welcome to my nightmare. Just step right in there's room to spare. It's dark I know and kind of eerie. Don't be afraid it's not too scary. There are ghouls of course and monsters too.
King Assad is offering another all inclusive holiday in Syria. All you have to do is sort his balls out for him. He wants to know which is the odd one out. His decision is final.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOO"Katie screamed running down the stairs Katie looked in the kitchen and She couldn't believe her eyes She heard voices and smelt porridge and as you may have guessed...
While not quite within this world, I lie back with fists tightly curled,. The blankets held tighter and fingers turning whiter,. I look past our realm of light and travel seamlessly into night,.
I shifted, well I tried to; the heaviness weighted on me; a vague wrestling recollection with a cumbersome synbatec came to mind. Eyes heavy, a yawn escaped me. Sandy giggled; my eyebrows burrowed.
I don't know where I found it, I have had it forever. Look at the way it is lit, Who made this thing. So clever... Light beams bouncing off it's face, Sparkles gleaming, sitting there.
*** “HELLO?. HEL-LOOOO?.
Another short story I am working on. In 1863, A First Lieutenant of The Union army (American Civil War) wants to visit the Great Plains before they disappear forever.
Of all the lands you promised me, The living land condemned me; Trickles, -of deathly scars plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
Taking tea with a tiger Watch for the claws. They chip the teapot When he pours Just one more crack And the thing will break.
the biggest tree of them all is very diffrent then all its branches are to small the leaves are blue its trunk looks to fat to be choped down to the biggest tree of them all would like to be...
As the elevator rose upward, the wind blew with adequate force. The young boy and his father within stood quietly, listening to the annoying musick that played on the intercom.
#acrostic. Darkness provides the backdrop. Reality ends, conscious stopped. Entering a world of pure fantasy. A world where emotions control what we see. Memories sometimes twisted and shown.
Have you ever dreamed.... That you were in candy land and saw the greatest sights And once it hit sunrise the day was very bright.
Belated and gasping Gyrating and rasping Youth in transit to the day of Everlasting Not once in the past did they dream a dream as this. But I did and it goes a little something like ......
It looms In the late morning mist Eerily appearing There's a rustle We both jump... And... And We both scream. A bunny?... Comes out of the bushes. But the lift continues Pole... This isn't right.
Yo, listen up.
#beginningline From behind the clouds and out of sight, the cylinder appeared. Except, it wasn't really a cylinder, more of a hollow tube. A hollow tube, with ridges.
I'm the real Batman not that wimpy Bruce Wayne. I dont fight baddies such as the Riddler, Joker or Bane. I just sleep in my batcave hanging upside down.
Battle of the dog and the wire. Neither of them will tire. The dog has your arm. Tonight he's very calm. But the wire wraps around. It's like you're pinned to the ground.
Through the darkness my consciousness crawls;. Inching my way along crumbling, decrepit halls. Each door leads to another exactly the same;. I sense a light and I'm drawn in like moth to flame.
I go higher, higher, flying on wings of pure, golden flames. I weave through and over cloudscapes, over tiny cities with little people moving about their little business, like ants.