Now I Know What Pride IsShe was twitching; that much she knew. And not just physically, either... her thoughts were rippling through her mind, again and again, over and over...They all carried the same message; pain, hurt, sore... pain... hurt... sore...Suddenly, all thoughts stopped when her eyes flew open. Gasping for air, Hawkfeather looked around, vaguely recognising her surroundings."Hawkfeather, you okay?"A young, petite tom padded over to the tortoiseshell she-cat, looking at her with worry and concern.It took the she-cat quite a while to register who he was.With yet another twitch, she asked, "Hollow... Hollowgaze? W-what... what's happened?"Internally, she cursed herself for her lack of independence. Normally, she relied on herself, and herself only. Anycat else was just a stone on the road. She shuddered as she was hit by another wave of twitching."You injured yourself during the Sharptooth’s attack."Hawk's body was throbbing, pulsating; she could feel that. The numbness of being unco
Ruffled FeathersWhen she opened her eyes, Hollowgaze’s nose was buried in her flank, tears making her fur knotted and damp. She adjusted her position, just enough to see over the top of his head and out the den’s entrance – was that Noisepaw standing there? – but the tom didn’t move. It was as if he hadn’t noticed her sudden movement, or had chosen to ignore it.Hawkfeather grew wary of her old apprentice. He was acting strangely; since he had become her apprentice she had never seen him cry, and he was usually very alert of the smallest amount of movement from anycat. After all, Medicine Cats had to be aware that their patients were breathing, or having difficulties in sleeping.From the corner of her eye, she watched Noisepaw leave the den. Before she had a chance to wonder what the Medicine Cat apprentice was doing, Hollowgaze whimpered something lightly.“Haw… Hawkfeather…”Her eyes widened curiously as she replied, “Hollowgaze? Wha
Something Special“Come on! They’re not gonna let us out for long.”The grey tom followed eagerly, happy for the chance to stretch his legs. Not only was he looking forward to the exercise, though –He was looking forward to spending some time with Rowanflight.The lights in the sky were dimming, and he knew the track she was leading him on well.“Rowan,” he said, trotting lightly behind her. “Sometimes you’re far too predictable. I –”“Shh,” she giggled in return. Oh, how he loved the sound of her laughter. “We’re not going to see the fireflies, Ash. Sometimes it’s you who’s too predictable!”The tom feigned a hurt scoff. “But princess!” He fell to the ground dramatically, rolling to his back and throwing a paw upon his forehead with an exaggerated sigh. “How could you possibly insult me so? I thought you were far too friendly for such behaviour!”Rowanflight laughed agai
Mericcup, Chapter Two: Busted“What,” a harsh voice snarled. “Is this?” I winced as I was pushed against a tree. Astrid’s blonde fringe tickled my nose. I was so dead.“What’s what?” I answered innocently. She raised her axe threateningly with a growl. I laughed nervously. “Oh, you mean Merida?”“Is that her name, then? This red headed freak?” she replied with distaste. “I don’t understand what goes on in your mind, sometimes, Hiccup. I really don’t.” She threw her axe and it landed in the tree bark about two centimetres above my head.“Lassie!” a voice called. “Get your hands off him!” Astrid jumped back, having not been expecting someone to intrude. I looked past her to see Merida, her bow raised and hair flying around wildly. I sank down to the ground, my head in my hands. There was a sharp gasp from Merida as Astrid stormed over and slapped her. A tear rolled down my cheek as I heard Astrid
Clace FanFictionThe banging sound is behind the thick door. Do I dare open it, and see what terrors hide behind it?Yes, I tell myself silently, flicking my blonde fringe out from my face. I must.As I turn the cold knob, I almost expect a deadly silence, like I’ve read in so many books. But the thumping continues. I take a deep breath and open the squeaky door far enough for only my slim figure to squeeze through.It’s just as dark in here as it was out in the dank hallway. Taking another calming breath, I tiptoe slowly into what feels like the centre of the room, ready to strike if anything were to attack me. By now, the banging sounds more like the echoes of the occasional creak of bedsprings.I walk around slowly, attempting to feel for anything unusual. My bare feet trip over a thick book and I stifle a surprised gasp as I fall, landing onto a bed. There’s a light scream and I feel legs shuffling beneath my back.“Clary!” I say. “It’s just m
BrokenCan't fixwhat's never been whole.
coup d'etat.Choking on the fools’ goldon which they all lie –handshakes exchangedin the dead of night,the slide of lips on glassand the heady tasteof alcoholism throbsthrough the crowd.You’re living, breathing –desperately gaspingwith the waveslapping at your necks.One being, conjoinedat the hip and shoulder:a multitude of instrumentstied inextricably together.Floor tilting,the perspective tips,tumbling from a worldof straight lines andprecision-point turns;the disease is spreadingslowly, slowly,consuming our organs.The city falls.
To love or to grieve.Live, dream to another hope or love to grieve take nothing for granted to give or till love now leaves. demented ears, now tempted as the dearest loathe empty words that smear of love. What dost thou now doth? Dreams of established nothingness stabbing, clawing till we bleed throbbing thoughts now mush.
Without Youi only exist in fractions of myselfso that I may never be completewithout you
MasqueradeIn her new satin gowns, she drowns.A sad and shattered heart bound tight with nothing butcreamy lace and silver buttons.Playing dress-up with the damned.
2 Years"Here. She's smiling in this one."
The deserved MurderThe Deserved MurderWhether from the inside or outI know now that without a doubtYou’re dead, no longer a thorn in my sideNow do I care for the laws that abideTo this crime? no, for you have killed my beloved kinWith a never ending grin, time and time again.Should I mourn because you have a family and kidsWhen you’ve stashed the hearts of my brethren in lids?Fool, who do you think I am?Some foolish man that believes in Uncle Sam?Freedom for all and justice? Please, they do you no good.I’m the shadow of vengeance shrouded in a black hood.Whether the world thinks of my deed good or badYou will never once hear me become sad.Over a monster like you that only killed and pillageNow if your ghost is looking at me, good, for I shall smile as I send your dead body to your village.
electrolytes She is electrolytes shivering off winter blue satellites orbiting on ruptures in his arteries and wisteria drenching his senses [clawing] dirt neath her nails, trembling skeletal structures as the stars scream in [unbalance] churning mythology and
thieves of nocturne skiesPaper lanterns are midnight requiems That tell me to look beyond the light and have &
NumbBlock the sun,And we all will surely die.Block the heart,And we will surely be numb.The heart and mind,Connected through all,Should the link break,All will fall.Numb is a heart blocked by a wall,Numb is a mind that thoughts effect not at all,Numb is a body that has no soul.Numb is the world who is blind to it all.
Secret WishesLive for a day,Far beyond the sun.Live for a night,Hidden on the dark of the moon.Live for tomorrow’s unknown,And yesterday’s memories.Fly on your dreams,Awake and asleep.Fight for your soul,If you lose it, no one will know.Swim deep in an ocean of tears,Shed for broken dreams,And faces unseen.Find the heart that beats in the dark,Cup it gently-it will shatter if jarred.Whisper secrets as it beats,Slow and deep,Haunting wishes slip away,As the heart tears them away.Hold tight, weary man,For the end has not yet come,Riches still to be discovered,In this world of wonder.Ancient voices whisper,Their lives hidden deep,Their mysteries still uncovered,Deep within the past.Ghost of yesterday slip past,Their broken souls weep,For dreams unknown,While your heart still beats,And your mind still thinks,Know an answer’s always there.Lose not your dreams in misery,Hold them tight and still believe,That one day they will come to pass,In this thre
desolatei want to write something bitter,sour and acidic, like the firstshudder after a taste of lemon;i want to write of how youkill me with every breath,every kiss, every sporadic, treasured touchi want to spill words onto the pagelike ink out of a broken bottle,i want to stab and wound with the fragments;sear, scratch, piercebut when i bring you to my mind,i cannot conjure anger,nor passion; only a cloud of sadnessi am unable to shake.there are no nightmares lingering here;only long forgotten dreams.
I Love Her.I hold her hand tightlyTaking care to make sure she is safeLoved and valued, she is more a woman than IShe calls me her guardian angel.I protect her from the cruel worldThat destroyed me and my dreams.Shielding her from all the pain around,Letting her grow at her own pace until she is ready.But soon I will have to step back,Holding my breath hoping she won't be crushedShe sees the world in it's true light and soarsAs I'm left on the ground, my wings far to broken to fly.I love her,So I let her go.
Stitched up heartYou ask me why,I still don't trust you,Why I've built these walls to keep you away.It's because I'm shy,I am afraid of what you'll do.If I let you stay.Stay and be with me for too long.Cause you see...After years of being tossed out,And being forgotten by everybody.I've been filled with doubt.The doubt that any one could ever accept me,And this stitched up heart of mine.I don't want to be forgotten again,I am scared of having to lie and say I am fine.Even though I am dying to let you know,That you're killing me inside.So please...If you won't stay and keep me company,If you just want to break me.Please leave me be.Because these walls were built for a reason.They were built around my heart,So I don't have to worry about it becoming broken.Because one day it won't restart.And you will be my end.
CrumbleAnd then she began to fall apartUnder the weight of her broken heart.
PebblesSoft ripples of water licked at smoothed rock.Rain pattered upon leaf after leaf,Falling from the silence of the air.Small pebbles rolled about the shallow streams,Lifting weightlessly to the surface with a mere brush of water,Then falling so quickly as if they became boulders.The current carried the small round thingsOnward down an unknown path.The pebbles' little forms crashed together,The sound only a mere tick muffled by bubbles.The pebbles wash up on the banks of the growing river,Left behind to follow a different path.Yet, no matter what happens to those little pebbles,They carry their burdens so carelessly,Living a flowing life that is so carefree.
ThriceI:our flotilla; your cupped handsthe grace of my ribcageas we drift toward the shelter of a quiet cove II:my hair tanglesthe valves of your heartholding you at bayfor a momenttill I return your breathIII:the children we were play together share ev'ry secret rolling in the grass, alwayslaughing in our dreams
Define: LoveLove is of no matterTo the age you are now,For love is something differentThan anything you could yet knowLove is not just a connection,And love does not last forever -You will fall into lust with someone,And you will say that you love them,But that is meaningless in truthLove is this chemical reactionOccurring within our brains,And it defines our attractionsTo the bodies so youngThat could meet our needsLove is something that beginsThis relationship with a best friend,And it you won't sense it forever -There will come a time, you lose the lustAnd someday your emotions will fallLove is being able to withstand the otherFor as the years until death be your day,And it's telling your other every thoughtWithout a care in the world for consequenceLove is the emotion that coincidesWith the lust y
OnceI met Death, once.And he was welcoming.I smelled the bloodas it escaped from my body; as it ran from my wounds.I tasted the salty tearsof which he kindly wiped from my face.I felt his bony hands;and they were like daggers that pierced my skin.I watched as his dark cloakengulfed me into a black nothingness.In my suffering, I waited,waited for his unforgiving clutch upon my soul.I heard his rattling breathas I drew my last.I met Death, once.And I welcomed him with open arms.
Oh, thankyou! That means an awful lot to me .3.
No, I haven't had the chance yet, but would really love to. Many people have recommended it to me. May I ask why?
Oh, thankyou C: that's quite a compliment ^w^
I hope you have a lovely day also.