Crownfall

Young, old, tall, short, none of it matters, only writing... I am a 13-year-old writer who strives to become greater! I love to read books about romance, fantasy, and especially horror; but also love to create my own!

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Someone

Crownfall

1 min read

I was told by the wind—

"You're selfish."

I know I am.

I'm sorry.

I was told by the rain—

"People have it worse than you."

I know they do.

I'm sorry.

I was told by the sky—

"Be more kind. Be more aware."

I know I should.

I'm sorry.

I was told by my heart—

"You're not enough."

I know.

I'm sorry.

I was told by the shadows—

"Even we aren't as cruel as you."

I know.

I'm sorry.

I was told by my mi...

Poetry

Mystery

Familiar Pain

Crownfall

1 min read

When I feel another’s pain,

you might call it empathy.

I call it recognition.

I call it memory.

I call it the scar that never quite healed.

Because I’ve burned before.

Because I’ve drowned before.

Because I’ve fallen before.

Because I’ve died before,

in quiet ways nobody noticed.

When I see this in another person,

I see myself.

Every hidden bruise.

Every night that tasted like defeat.

I see the v...

Poetry

Drama

A Bright Love's Shadow

Crownfall

1 min read

Life is peaceful right now,

maybe a little too peaceful

for its own good.

I am too intoxicated

by its softness to understand

how fast it can shatter;

how everything familiar

can crumble into dust

before my eyes even

have the time to cry.

I want to push you away,

because I’ve lived this pattern;

happiness slipping into sorrow,

sorrow sharpening into heartbreak,

my chest left cracked

in places I d...

Poetry

Romance

Us Humans

Crownfall

2 min read

Why is it that people always

allow

themselves to be happy—

but

then they find another problem;

blocking

that happiness you found right

after

you got rid of the problems before it?

It’s a pattern, a cycle of problems

that

never

ends.

But it is merely human behavior,

something

cannot

control.

Happiness seems to come temporarily,

and

then you find the shadow behind the light.

Everyt...

Poetry

Adventure

You and I

Crownfall

4 min read

We aren’t very different, you and I.

We’ve both felt undeniable pain—

too much to bear, too much to hold.

We’ve cried and overthought things

so much that it clouds what we know

is actually real, what we believe in.

We’ve worked so hard that our hands

have become rough, and our hearts

even rougher.

We’ve cried so many tears that

the tears left in us were dry and our

minds were numb to the point ...

Poetry

Drama

Everything You Remind Me Of

Crownfall

1 min read

You’re like the snow—beautiful, but cold.

White, bright, soft—yet it melts away.

You’re like the sky—vast, but unreachable.

Blue, endless, lovely—yet day turns into night.

You’re like the stars—eternal, but alone.

Fire, glowing, distant—yet even they will fade.

You’re like heaven—perfect, but cruel.

Pure, peaceful, radiant—yet who ever gets in?

You’re like the wind—everywhere, but never he...

Poetry

Romance

Looking Through My Eyes

Crownfall

1 min read

I died.

I thought the dark would take me,

but instead, I rose.

God’s hand pressed me into light,

soft, blinding, eternal.

“Stay,” He said,

and I stayed.

I perished, but sadly, failed to die.

Above the world,

I hover—

and everywhere I look,

life falls away.

Children I never knew,

lovers I never held,

friends who called my name

now silent in the soil.

I weep

and no one hears.

My tears scatter li...

Poetry

Fantasy

The Beating Thing

Crownfall

1 min read

There is a bird inside my chest—

it beats its wings

to live—

to stay,

a stubborn pulse against the dark

that will not drift away.

It flutters

through the weary ribs,

through storms

that never end,

it sings not joy,

but something else—

the sound of bones that bend.

It never asks the sky for peace,

nor begs the rain to cease,

it only knows

to beat

and beat,

and call that motion—

release.

O...

Poetry

Drama

Book 1. The Maskmaker's Lament

Crownfall

6 min read

CONTINUED (The last post I made was the first and part of the second chapter.)

I changed the second chapter's title!

Chapter Two:

Hideaway

The rain doesn’t wait.

It keeps falling—harder, faster, as if the city itself is listening. And maybe it is.

He laughs—soft, hollow, like before—then turns toward the door.

“No,” he says, voice low, final. “You leave me behind, and I’m gone for ...

Romance

Fantasy

Book 1. The Maskmaker's Lament

Crownfall

7 min read

Chapter One:

The Stranger in the Rain

You know that feeling, right? The look of suspicion. Wondering if someone’s lying to you, right in front of your eyes. That’s the kind of mask he wore. Glass. Polished. Perfect. Only to crack and come to me for another one. I get clients like that all the time—broken people who think Currents are the only thing that makes life matter. But he… he’s differ...

Romance

Fantasy