An Ire to Inspire
Poetry this is what happens when a snowmew gets bored in his pursuit of inspiration it turns out enjoy ^^ i find myself sitting at my desk this monday morning but yet i find myself in near abject mourning for within my agenda today i have chose to write
More Than Me
I am a rat, when I am not human I am more truth when I imagine My words become my passion My sentences, a writ of fashion To read the works of artists Their stories ignite my soul I moan and pant, my paws won't resist My wintery nights are never...
Encounter with a Human, pt 2
It was a new day, and Aspis snuck out of his lair and decided to look for the human. He had a lot of questions: why are humans so dangerous to dragons? Why do dragons avoid them? What is it about humans that make them so mysterious? And why does this...
In the cards | short story
#1 of writing here's a little story i wrote a week or so ago. i've released it in peaces on other sides, but it was to much of a hassle to upload 5 separate chapters so here's the full story!
[Pokemon] Reaching for the Sun
Noah was overjoyed that she'd won the power plant trivia contest and their prized Heliolisk, and was oh-so-eager to meet him... in private. She'd been practically trembling with anticipation ever since the ball was placed in her hand; she had seen...
A Saturday Together
Lilith held onto azria tightly and began to read what she could of the writing that was etched into the the rails. some cursing and swearing, usual stupid behaviour.
A to Z challenge
But to prove i've been writing something, here's a short little thing for you. also, as an announcement, i have written a whole new chapter for the club of wolves!
Making Tracks (full version)
I noticed the footprint the other day. It wasn't like any I had seen around here before, and piqued my curiosity, the print having crushed some of the underbrush down into the mud very clearly. I started paying a little more attention each time I went...
Making Tracks (edited version)
I noticed the footprint the other day. It wasn't like any I had seen around here, the print having crushed some of the underbrush down into the mud clearly. I started paying a little more attention each time I went out, and a few days later I found...
Cecil's Day Out [Request]
**Cecil's Day Out** **_Written by DevilishlyHandsome49_** The crickets began to chirp at noon. The sun was high in the sky, peering through the dense forest trees and shining onto the dirt, twig, and leaf covered ground. Birds flew to branches and...
I can't cry narritive.
Carver technical writing 10/10/17 i can't cry. by: joshua d williams in everyone's life it's common for something to happen naturally but what if it doesn't happen to you or for you anymore....to be more precise i can't cry anymore.
To Give
#3 of esoterica this is a poem witting based on the writing prompt "help". writers were allowed to interpret that in any way they saw fit as long is it stayed true to the theme of lending aid to another person.