Being a Director was a position of power.

Power over people. Power over land, over machines. Power over vast swathes of resources that humans had lost lives over. Power over the arcane. Power in ruling.

Power was a purpose in the world. Power was a crumbling pillar of quickly eroding stability, in a never ending sea of turmoil. Power was claimed by clawing your way up, til your hands are too blo...

Power comes from influence

Influence over everything

The connections you have

The people you know

And the higher you get

The more power you have

The more influence you possess

The higher you get

The higher you get

The higher you get

Til your dealing with entities

Dealing with people so high above where you used to be

that you go back to old ways

cowering

when they enter a room.

...

Reflection. Apology. Admittance.

The trio that rendered pride devoid.

Anger. A flash point of emotions. What was the final catalyst? Insecurity.

Swirling shadows shifted embarrassed around a figure constructed of mystery, while anxious toes nudged away stray stones. Mutely, they entered the eldritch cottage of scowling walls, hostility lingered in curling tendrils… waiting to strike. Unfamil...

Fire.

It’s a threat, coming ever so close with every passing second.

Consuming.

Feeds on everything it touches and leaves only ash behind, with no way back to what once was.

Raging.

Takes with an anger, takes with a fury, and won’t let anything leave it’s grasp unscathed.

Burning.

Burning through the pain, burning through the hurt, and slashing you right up in it’s grip.

Seizing.

A d...

“How unfortunate, I thought my son would be my greatest asset. Instead Michael has turn into my greatest conspirator, plotting and scheming like the rest of those scum. Enough, he is nothing more then another irritation.” Lord Cain shuffled in his seat from the thought. He has taken to presiding over citizens complaints in a bid to gain more popularity to sway the electing council of lords to name...

I knew there was something about you...

You know who you are , if you dont then you will.

You manipulative whore, you.

Just thinking about you makes me wanna smoke..

I am going to call you by the nickname you gave me "baby boy".

You "baby boy" , you made me do what you wanted me to do,

say what you wanted me to say and jump when you say jump.

I do not know why i stayed with you for so long...

It seemed such a little thing.

It was just one piece of plastic.

No harm?

Until it was caught

Around her neck.

She starved

Didn’t make it back to the beach

Gone

It seemed such a little thing

It was just one piece of plastic

Now cut up

In smaller pieces

Not perfect, but small steps

She swam on

Made it to the beach

Eggs laid

...

It comets with at the early hour

Controlled and everlasting

Cloudy at the next but still visible

Sleeping through your soft skin from your warm face onto the cold surface

lies deep underneath

truths be told

within, let the beauty unfold

...

Larcy Indigo.

She has long black hair down to her waist, it sways like a graceful dancer in the soft autumn breeze. Her skin is dark, tan, but not that Cheeto dust look you get from a machine. She spends all her time outside, collecting rocks and planting cheery little flowers in her small garden.

The way she talks, it’s compelling. You have a craving to here her say more, and nothing in y...

I hold the power. Just as I have for centuries. I have shaped the course of events and controlled the masses- whether they liked it or not.

Don’t be mistaken: I’m no G-d, no superhero or villain, no cosmic entity. But I am a puppet master. I hold most of the world in the palms of my hands, and tip the scales however I please.

You see, I am powerful. I have advantages like no other and the work...