From darkness, swim the muddy swamp,

From hurricanes, my love, revive,

Come back!

From underground, break now the seal,

From hell, bend over iron gates,

Come back!

From vivid nightmares, breath again,

From curses, incantations, spells,

Come back!

From deep down, grasp the fragile grasses,

From fear, climb over hills of dust,

Come back!

And if there’s hate instead of love,

Cravings for blood, i...

I grasp the top of the grassy cliff after what feels like an eternity of agonising climbing. My body falls limp as I finally feel the adrenaline leave me and I glare at the early morning sky. While I stare, my thoughts battle going over how this could have happened to me, I wince at the flashes of memories that had me free falling over the edge of the cliff. Sitting up, I start to feel like I’m co...

His knees are bleeding and he’s begging me to free him from his porcelain prison, and though I may be a God, I have no mercy for the weak....

If I disappeared

What would they find?

Would they see my journal and say that I was depressed?

Look at the books I read and say I had a dark side?

Find my clothing and think that I was creative?

If I disappeared

What would the cops tell you?

Would they say there’s no evidence?

Would they ask if I had any close friends?

Would they ask you if _we_ were close?

If I disappeared

What would ...

A cold breeze rattled my bones as I held onto the rough hay straw as if my life depended on it— because t did. My hands where bleeding all over the hay straw creating deep puddles of red. I wanted to let go, if I did I wouldn’t have to feel pain like this ever again. Pain from losing a loved one and pain from wounds that cut my skin so deeply, but if I were to let go I would surely die from fallin...

It was a nice, breezy evening. The home of Smith Lee was quiet, accompanied by the crashing waves of the ocean beside him. He lived alone. Not as alone as he would have liked, of course, but alone enough.

He would have to get rid of his _daughter_ to achieve that goal.

He had forgotten her name; not as though it mattered anyway. She always sat in that swing outside, staring still at the blue, f...

I dont remember every detail. I woke up late yesterday and quickly ran to the bus stop in hopes that I wouldnt be late for school. As I hit the books and began my studies I glanced towards the window. There across the street I could see the figure of a woman, dressed in a ballroom gown, motioning towards me. I shurgged it off and decided that the late night study session had finally caught up with...

(This is the other half of the event that led to the story 'We Reunited')

Aaron stumbled into the clearing. In the center, Lucinda and Zane were desperatly holding a squirming Aph back.

"Let me go!" Aph screamed. "He deserves to die!"

Aaron stood right before them, feet away, and held his arms out. "Let her go." He whispered.

Lucinda and Zane look up at him.

"She'll kill you, Aaron!" Lucinda ...

(Inspired by EE and Mundie from Dead Water Club on WEBTOON— please support its creator, very talented)

From the depths he comes

Mirrors of my fears

From the dead water he rises

Reflections of the past

Impersonations of the truth—

—or was it the truth?

How can I be certain anymore?

Make believe and reality

have begun to dance together

like lovers at a waltz

And yet

much more sinister

their d...

It was night, as I was walking through the woods it began raining. The rain was pounding down from the grey night. I kept walking in the forest until I heard lightning strike. I started to run in the direction of my home but the rain was so strong I ended up going in the wrong direction and wound up on a cliff overlooking the ocean. I slipped on a rock and fell over the ledge and fell onto another...