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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.
Part 1: It was just yesterday. I was playing with my dolls, just like a normal little girl did. All of a sudden I heard a piercing scream, coming from a familiar voice. My mother.
The cold cuts to bone, warmth flees from the day, the winter months close in, skies of gray. Into this house I flee, my escape from the cold, the warmth of the fire, more valued than gold.
#fire #poetry. Once upon a time. In a land not far from here. Lived Willow the wizard. With perfect white hair. He had power beyond belief. And the wisdom to use it wise. He kept his magic to himself.
#household Someone come And light me a fire Light me a fire Light me a fire Are you that scared To light me a fire Light me a fire Light me a fire Don't be scared No need for nightmares Light...
Solen skinnede ned på menneskeheden. Vejret er for alle, gode og mindre gode mennesker. Jeg var træt af at stjæle tid til mig selv.
Flickering flames, shining bright,. The heat a comfort in the cold air,. A small sanctum in the dark nights,. I hope you'll meet me there. Branches crack, and are changed to ash,.
#household Down the corridors Of my used-to-be home All has burned All the mem'ries come Where we used to play Barbies and tic-tac-toe Telling little secrets Nobody'll ever know Our...
Here are the first two chapters in a novel that I'm writing called "Zella", which is the name of the main character. It is a book written in poems. Enjoy.
It twirls and curls, Up in the sky. Leaving the fire, Not saying goodbye. This silent assassin, Never asks why. Beautiful yet deadly, Stinging your eye.
A quick dance under a burning tree, On the blackened glass we leap. One foot leaves the ground, The next one hits, and round. Tango our way, as we move, Hearts beating as one, in tune.
The fire was glowing bright yellow the flames licking at the corrugated roof. " I cant let this happen. " I shouted over the roaring flame " I just cant.
I'm walking across a serene beach. I look up to the sky above. I see a star fall out of the sky, trailing a whit hot cut across the patchwork of the deep purple night.
I was stuck. The metal mesh above the fireplace was stopping my miraculous escape for the now burning house that used to be my own. I panicked. Smoke was filling up my lungs.