Scenes of a Winter Evening by Paul-1485, literature
Literature
Scenes of a Winter Evening
The evening - cold and leaf strewn
Around trees that stand bare,
Like a muffled voice, echoes ghost-like
Within veils of silvered winter air.
The orange clouds fade and sink
Behind these distant hills,
Where mist floods the valleys like water,
Silent and silver as she fills.
As birds chatter, flock and roost,
The darkness begins to moulder,
I stand upon this ancient place,
Us both another day older.
Mist seems to beckon me,
With hushed whispers of the past,
Of loves lost and dreams found,
Spiralling with spells cast.
And bare trees stand silhouette
Against the pale cold sky,
Their branches, black and reaching,
To bright stars that never d
Possession: The Curse and The Phantoms Chapter 7 by ChelseaStawicki, literature
Literature
Possession: The Curse and The Phantoms Chapter 7
Possession: The Curse and The Phantoms
Vehemence Chapter 7
"I can't believe that just happen...that! That whole scene is now going to a confusing crime scene! You're own police force is going to talk to you of what happened! How are you going to talk this out to you're own people? A person that we knew was somehow the same girl from three hundred years ago turns up again, trying to kidnap me as the next missing person on that list! Caleb what are you going to do about this?" Valerie was pacing around in my old room as we were trying to figure out what happened at that house. I was sitting down on my bed with my right hand over my face, my lef
“Well... that’s an interesting side-effect.” Azena mused aloud, studying her data.
“So I was right earlier in my assumption that was not your intention?” Xio asked as he returned to the living room.
Azena nodded but didn’t look up. “The spell is supposed to make the subject exhibit sleepwalking type symptoms. In addition to the main goal, I’m attempting to make the Walters learn new skills in their sleep. Marcus has been practicing guitar. Meredith is finally learning how to cook, her family will thank me for that later. Jacob has taken up ballet, because why not? And Granny has been knitting
Be kind to yourself first
That doesn't mean accept all that you do
Sacrifice your behavior that is killing your heart, mind, body, soul and spirit
Kindly peel away from your self- hurting
You will love yourself gently
after the tough love has processed
Long has this war ravaged creation.
Long have those who dwell in the middle paid with their lives and their sanity.
But they are not without their defenses.
And the names of those who fight are whispered through eternity.
This is one such story.
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The setting sun peered softly through the top of evergreen trees as a soft breeze jostled the branches, giving all the tell-tale signs of a windy day coming to a close. Insects acknowledged the coming night and a dazzling show of fireflies danced among the sparse shrubs scattered along the forest floor. Nothing, it appeared, could break this tranquility except for, of course, a s
I'm lost yet i'm nowhere
I'm sad yet i don't feel
I'm alone yet i hear the voices
I'm nothing yet i'm the only one
I'm soulless yet i'm alive
I'm alive yes but i'm death
I'm infinite yet i want to die
I'm sick of existing yet everyone needs me
I'm lonely and there is no yet in that
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Under My Skin: Chapter One by adelineday, literature
Literature
Under My Skin: Chapter One
1955
"Gosh dang it to hell..."
Roger was thrown rapidly forward when his car rounded a corner and collided straight into another vehicle that was going the wrong way. He then slumped back into his seat, shaken but otherwise unharmed as he slowly made eye contact with the other driver before stepping outside to confront them.
"What's the matter with you?! Don't you ever look where you're going?!" He yelled in rage while tapping impatiently on their window. "I'm going to be late for work and if I get fired, it'll be all your fault!"
The young man inside simply frowned for a moment before finally forcing the door open to meet Roger at eye level.