In Search of a Soul
Nareak instructed them around the hazards; traps, magical barriers, and all menagerie of animals he used as protection the further they went in. But soon they reached a small sandstone hut, barely looking large enough for one of them. "Just down in...
A composure of thoughts
_ **Hi there, just a little poem that sort of just sprung into my head really. Make what you will of it.** _ I used to shun people, they thought me rude. I had stranded myself on an island of solitude. But then I realise what I have been...
The Beat Of Life
The drummer tattoos a rhythm and the players dance. The players dance to the beat of life. They dance to an invisible script. One that was encoded since first breath. The sky cries its tears. The tears of life and growth. Whether we rejoice...
Puppets
What fools we are, manipulated with ease. Corrupted and controlled, spreading like a disease Like a wind with ill intenet, the modern world spreads the modern virus. People believing what they see, wanting to all be fools. The modern age...
Freedom 3 (Final)
Freedom 3 Hey guys, i'm here with my final piece on Freedom. Hope you enjoy. **CHARACTERS:** RYN: A red vixen with an attractive figure, startling blue eyes and a sizeable chest. She has been experimented on in the past by a mad scientist called...
Haunted house
I approach the supposed haunted house wearily, a relic from the Victorian period. The run down exterior not at all welcoming. The windows were dark with grime, the doors were badly faded and the once white paint had being yellowed with age and neglect....
Freedom 2
**Freedom 2** Heat crisis Ryn woke up to the sound of running water the next day. "Was last night for real? Did I really decide that I am a lesbian?" The red furred vixen puzzled still a bit light headed. "What good is it been able to shoot...
Life is pain (short rap)
I've been there before. Too many times to count. Over and over I have counted myself out. One thing I've learned. In life if you want to be. Got to try got to try. Or you'll always get burned. Life is cruel, it wants you to bleed. To hurt and...
Tightrope (poem)
A tightrope I walk, suspended over a pit. Only this pit is bottomless, waiting for me to fall. To swallow me up. To end me. The rope I walk leads nowhere. It just goes on. And on.. And on... Stretching to infinity. Every now and then I...