Friday, April 29, 2011

DBSK's Last Song

Walked around aimlessly, wandering
My faint breath, just showing white in the air
The meaninglessness of the seasons going by
Brought on the tears, for no reason
“I still love you…”

Friday, March 25, 2011

The Flower of Return CH.1

Three weeks later

                    I shifted on the smooth satin sheets beneath me able to hear the crinkle of sheets acutely. The sound of footsteps echoed as they hit the wood floor, pausing and the sound of the door opening and shutting with a loud metal click had me turning my head towards the sound, a frown on my face.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Catacombs

(((A/N: T_T omg I can't believe I just killed my two peppy charries. I hate myself at the moment for this.)))
Akasha looked around the room, hating how white everything was. Colorless, much like his life had been the past few months. Usually he didn’t mind, but gah, it just felt so wrong. Violet hues caught sight of golden eyes looking not at him as they had a few months ago, but at another. A growl escaped his tiny body before he could stop it. He almost bit into the hand that touched his shoulder. He paused as a dirty blonde male stared back at him with a knowing expression. Crap, did the other recognize him? Looking around the other guest quickly, he grabbed the male’s hand dragging him away from the ceremony.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Flower of Return Prologue

          “Thane, tell me about Rhyna. Please, pretty please, oh pwease!” A soft sad smile played across my features as I looked down at the young blond four years of age demanding a story. His features reminding me so much of the woman the young one asked to hear of. Ignoring the twinge in my heart, I picked the little lad up and leaned back in the chair. My mind easily drifted back to my younger sister.
                “Alright, Jace let me take you back to a time before you were born. A time that was filled with the smell of smoke, blood, and death. Times were, all we knew was war. This won’t be a happy story.” I warned, but it was useless the lad was already enthralled into a tale yet spun.
          “Thane, war ended a year ago.” I chuckled nodding in acknowledgment.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Black Love Prologue

      Jasmine stared at the dark starry sky moonlight glinted off the bloody tears as they trailed down his cheeks. A sigh seemed louder than usual in the wind, as he turned from the wilderness and into his study.  The vibrant red and gold blurred together as he stumbled into a desk and onto a couch, choked sobs shaking his body.

“Why?”

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Stupid Bet

Cal tapped his pencil against the desk in a random rhythm demanding his mind to think of the correct answer to the test. He could hear the irritated huffs around him, feel the burning glares that bore into him, yet none stopped his pencil.
‘Answer, answer damn it what could be the answer.’ He looked back over his paper and decided to select randomly. His pencil moved in circular motions now, much to the relief of the rest of those around him.