What Chance/The Circle
(A few expletives.
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(A few expletives.
We trek till a blizzard starts up again suddenly, the wind pelting our faces. My feet have been flayed by the tumbling rocks and my socks are in tatters now.
A moth drawn to the flame, A flicker in the dark, A heady combination, A teasing, taunting spark.
This is an analogy I suppose. I'm not sure who the "You" is. As likely as not he's as much me as the Me is.
Here is a short story I wrote yesterday. It isn't exactly polished so if it doesn't seem like it is, it's because it isn't. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.
The debris came away almost elegantly and after a while I could see a mans face. 'Hey!' The face called, 'My names Zack. Can you hear me?' 'No, Zack, we can't.' I said sarcastically.
I must of fallen asleep because when I woke we were parked. I looked around for Zayden but he was no where to be found. I looked up for signs. There was one but it was unreadable.
#nightdwellers Seas of back and white and grey, Rise of Night and fall of Day. I look around as the colours fade, From white to a much darker shade.
I'm all alone now, Everyone's gone. I'm all alone, There's no more song. Yesterday there were many, Today there's only me. I look for a companion, But my shadow is all I see.
#Opussweeklychallenge Dear Sara I'm writing to inform you that this year will test your strength beyond belief, but you must stay firstly strong ...
Preface: You know those people. The ones that wear the white face paint and, black and white striped shirts. The ones who look mental since there seems to be a staircase in the middle of no...
~Secrets Trilogy~ Chapter One Never Say Never He said it so passionately. "I'm not risking it. Not risking.. You." I didn't want him I let go. Or stop talking.
For three days I helped out in the 'hospital'. Nine days since the coming of New Normal. Six of them I spent passed out. I never changed out of them clothes, there was nothing to change into.
As I stepped into the air I could feel the winter cold coming to my bones. At that moment I suddenlly felt hungry and realized I hadn't eaton for a while. That is when I did something I regret.
Part two (I'm re-posting this because I've done a part three, and I wrote part two a while ago:)) 'Who is it.
-now I haven't done this story in a month, should I still continue?- Part Three ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Everyone's oxygen mask came down from above, except Josh and I's.
I plunged into the icy tsunami as the rest called my name. But their voices were muffled by water filling my ears. I sank with the wound bleeding uncontrollably making the water red. I breathed.
The banging never ceases. The noise increases. "Mummy, when will this stop?". She'll scream again when another will drop. Her mother will hold her near. Being careful not to shed a tear.
I walked out into the yard after school, to see my dog. She happily played whilst I threw the ball. I heard a noise. Me and Lucy, my dog ran inside. Hiding under my bed, Lucy cried.
Chapter One The mist swirled around Kritchels feet, as the soft crunch of the marshland under foot, echoed through the valley.
Hey, I really hope you enjoy this. I'm going to try and make this my best story. Please like and repost. Chapter 1: Dream to die. I ran. My feet crushed the twigs when I stepped on them.
Among the blinding darkness through the gusty trees, I crouched on the floor, not making a sound. The wind was thick and cold, sending shivers down my spine.
My heart thudded in my enflamed throat, and the muscles of my legs flexed and unflexed as I pumped my body harder to carry my weight faster.
~Chapter 4 Red lives in a f*cking closet. "What do you think?" he asked. "The last time I've owned a real home was several years ago." I tried not to let my snickers be audible.