Luna Hope Pt2
~the date~ I woke up still on the sofa, I looked at my arm, the blood had dried but it didn't look good.
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~the date~ I woke up still on the sofa, I looked at my arm, the blood had dried but it didn't look good.
1. The Forest I quickly looked over my shoulder. I could still see the dark figures behind me. I looked forwards again and started running harder. Faster. The moon shone through the gaps of the...
Blood from harm My Scarlett, red blood, Flows like a huge flood, Out of my arm, From all the bad harm. Tortured by a man, I helplessly ran, Away from the pain, I should never have gained.
Chapter three "Ammy. I see you escaped the harvest!" Greyman's joy was clear on his face. "And I see you did too Grey, which is just as well...
For a moment, time stands still. My heart stops and I cease to breathe. A vision of my mother replaces the scene.
#nightdwellers That primal growl fills the streets. We hurry home so death we won't meet. As a horrid creature bubbles through the earth. Long in size, and large in girth.
Twisting and curling -. A vine constricting,. Snaking around a trunk, gripping the bark,. Growing in light, hiding in dark,. Turning - spreading - stealing life,. A strangling slow death,.
Chapter one Ammy looked out the grimy window, lightly caressing it with her fingertips, feeling the dirt stick to the grooves of her prints.
The flickering flames of the burning buildings lit up the street in a wash of yellow and orange. Drake turned round and had one last look at the prison that he never thought he would leave alive.
The ashes of my past are seen. Flickering images that make no sense at first. A collage of random scenes with no real sense of purpose.
El calor del Sol no era lo suficientemente sofocante como para buscar refugio debajo de la suave sombra de una palmera, y aunque lo hubiera sido, por lo menos desde el punto donde yo estoy, no se...
Back in the day, there was all tall building. Buildings so tall they would touch they sky. Skyscrapes they were called. They went on and on for as far as you could see and probably further.
Bound by ropes of ice and night, Toxin drugged, put up a fight, Wondered how I'd reach the knife, Bit the gag that bound my life.
So here I am.On a lifeboat.I put my hand in the water...then quickly took it out because it was that freezing.I stare up at the ship.It's so sad to watch.On this lifeboat it is very boring but I...
Heart shattered Body battered Barely alive Yet I still strive Mind screwed Face renewed I'm a new person After beatings from your brutal men Eyes blind Nowhere for someone to find I've been dead...
Nurse hodge was holding the knife as it was the only knife in the world. I took my shot. I threw the stone onto her forehead. She went down as fast as the stone.
Ugh the smell, it's horrible. I'm so sleepy....... I woke up to pitch black, I must have been in hospital. Yeah I was, oh the smell. I could hear people talking. But where were they?.
If only I could try again. Fix everything; now I see the variety of roads I could've gone down. But no. Taylor took my hand and led me down the rocky one.
You rip me, Break me, Bruise my skin, Tear me apart, Let that darkness in, See my face, feel the black, My smile, a prompt, To unleash your attack, I don't deserve it, I don't feel it anymore, Not...
The beast moves swiftly across moonlit snow,. Her head is poised, but her disguise will never show,. The prey is ignorant, she is spookily silent,.
I was a human. Only human. Amongst vampires. These vampires. They had a thirst. They wanted that thirst. A taste. To quench that thirst. They wanted me. To feed them. They wanted my blood.
I didn't think, I just ran. I ran to the big tree. I spotted Lexi, and signalled behind me. She was about to scream, but I signalled (Again) to shhh. She slapped her hand over her mouth.
The swamps subdue me, but yet I have no fear. For what can I lose, which I should hold dear. There is but one thing that I would say: As the raven comes closer, you shouldn't stray.
As I step back on the beaten track I start another day, The fog steeps in, the darkness calls, again I lose my way.