“I am not a toy to be used!”
The pity radiated from them all. The quiet, onlooking servants occupying the room with us, who could do nothing but stare at the floor as I raised my voice. I knew she wouldn’t send them away, that this was some twisted lesson in humility and learning my place. Because I pushed first.
“You’ve always just been a toy, Adran.” My body shook, not only from the coldness o...
We Fly.
But there’s no air,
no atmosphere.
We’re unprepared.
Spinning around,
without apologies.
Ruining lives.
Just another day.
We’d like to inform you,
it’s happened again.
We’ve lost our minds.
It feels like we’re flying.
All over the place.
But only ever in circles.
But we rule the world.
So, We Fly....
‘Jesus Christ why would anyone willingly submit themselves to this torture?!’
The cold. A Hell of it’s own. A form of pain and suffering so awful only the worst of Mafia bosses use it on their captives. I had never experienced something so unreasonably agonizing. Why someone would put themselves through this suffering I would never be able to understand. I would only going to be in the cold for ...
Shh
Click Clack
monsters attack
from fantasies
locked in books
released from cages
of minds and
novice vocabulary
bindings undone
by generations
passion for longing
hope for better
dreams keep dreaming
keep letters meaning
made up stories
leave room for
living persons thoughts
room for real conversations
less monsters
roaming overheard
in the library...
It was the worst kind of day to be lost and alone on a mountain. There was a war starting. Machines of mass destruction readying to tear apart lives and lands. But Yara was stuck. The singular being that held hope in the old Gods, she went to the one place untouched by the menacing graces of society, the mountains. In an age where humans believe nature is evil and the right thing to do was tear do...
You sit reserved.
Not unhappy just not caring.
Legs crossed and eyes averted.
No beauty would make you falter.
They sat across,
Ordered an iced coffee,
Smiled, laughed-
Their beauty made you falter.
But you can pick yourself up.
No more contact, dates.
They’re too perfect.
You’d ruin them, and them you.
But they asked for more,
Wanted to see you,
Meet again,
And again,
And again.
And ...
