Nightlife at the Beach

I love the waves, the way they flow and twist about, singing a song to me as I glide along their surface. Otters are born to adore the water, and what could be a better place to indulge myself than in the glorious tides off the southeastern coast of...

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Hellrider

"Who's the laugher?" Pyro cringed, pausing in his adjustments of the engine to look over his shoulder. Behind him stood the speaker, Rob. The dragon wasn't looking at the husky, his gaze towards the third car in tonight's race. It was an older...

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Old OC writing.

#1 of short stories something i wrote in 2014 for a character of mine. i wrote this in 2014. creed panthera stalked into the room of the abandoned building. walls were beginning to peel apart, the houses' support cracking in certain places.

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Ein wunderbares Erlebnis

Story and ila: copyright© 2014 by wulfila menaskad darkos: copyright© 2014 by dark weregarurumon * * * peng! peng! zwei schüsse schallten durch ein altes fabrikgebäude am rande der stadt.

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Hi.

#11 of poems 2014 are you here, to pick up the pieces? or are you here, to create more?

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Too soon

#13 of poems 2014 those four words, one question. will you be mine? i just want it to roll out of my mouth. but i can't spit it out.

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Summer Cycle

Summer Cycle Let me tell you about me and Mary, and how we spent the summer. It was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime - an entire summer spent cycling from coast-to-coast. We were in love, or so we thought. We were both from Toronto, both...

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Vulnerability

#7 of poems 2014 i'm vulnerable. so, so vulnerable.

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The Unexpected Summer - Group will be Closing

Anyone wishing to join and for some reason not seeing previous notices has until december 9, 2014 to join. after that i will likely close it for good. new material is being added sporadically, so it is not just the same old stuff from before.

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Rush

#14 of poems 2014 nervous anticipation, a rollercoaster of emotion, the butterfly affect, a big grin, a quick grimace barely noticeable, cant' let it effect me, but it does.

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Save me.

#18 of poems 2014 who knew how hard it would be, to get back to where you once were emotionally? somewhere along the way, i have fallen. fallen into an emptiness within myself that i never knew even existed.

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reminisce

#9 of poems 2014 i can't stop thinking of when you were lying in my arms what did i do, to deserve such a moment?

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