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Nobody

21
Writings
5
Followers
2
Following

Nobody

21
Writings
5
Followers
2
Following
Cultivation

Nobody

1 min read

A breeze blows through, hot and dry

As the August sun beats down from the sky

Above, the trees tremble and shake

But below, in the garden, the plants stand

Well kept by a diligent hand

Despite relying on no stake


A man kneels next to one of the plants

Never minding the dirt on his pants

Dutifully he prunes each yellow leaf

And gives each plant a healthy drink

As he lets his mind calm and think

H...

Poetry

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Nadir.

Nobody

2 min read

It had begun as a trickle.


He startled awake at the feeling of the tiny droplets hitting his face. He grabbed at the compass around his neck, an automatic action. Realistically he knew that it would do little to protect him, but it was habit at this point. In the past, it would guide him when he was lost. It would bring him to a place of comfort, a place of safety.


Such a place no longer existe...

Action & adventure

3
3
The End

Nobody

1 min read

It began with the Sisters, numbered three

The Eldest given the Sun and the Sky

The Second the Moon and the Sea

The Third the Earth & Souls of those that Die

The Second and the First,

They were glad for their tasks

With confidence they were versed

In controlling the Tide and making Time pass

But the Third, within her, Resentment grew

With Fury in her Veins she took a Stake

And used it to kill those...

Poetry

2
Voices In My Head.

Nobody

1 min read

“Run! Quick, get out of here!” May whispered in my ear, fear evident in her tone.


“Relax,” Serenity said while checking her nails. “We’ve done this loads of times.”


“Not like this! Not in front of so many people!”


“Guys,” I murmured, rubbing my temples. “You aren’t helping.”


Logan suddenly leaned in, “Correct, as it stands the both of you will only make this worse.” I thanked the ...

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Beautiful.

Nobody

1 min read

Your lips are red

Your skin is blue

You were never wed

But he still loves you

Your body lay cold

You chose him over Me

You shall never grow old

My heart feels so heavy

You left with barely a word

You had no time to cry or weep

You flew away like Bat or bird

Now Darkness begins to creep

He stays by your side, ever dutiful

While I think you’ve never looked more beautiful.


Note: while writing this...

Horror

Poetry

4
Hickory Dickory Dock.

Nobody

1 min read

Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Tick Tock


I sat outside of the bar covered window watching the man inside. He rushed around the tiny room covered wall to wall in clocks.

Suddenly he began whispering, “Hickory Dickory dock...”


It had been 12 years since I had heard that voice. 12 years since that night, but I still remembered it clearly. The smell of pipe smoke. Pounding on the door. My ...

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2
Monsters.

Nobody

2 min read

Consciousness creeped into my mind like a thief through the night. My mind was working a mile a minute, struggling to comprehend the predicament that I was in. The last thing that I remembered was radioing Knight to let her know that I had infiltrated the compound and then-

“I know that you’re awake.”

He had gotten the drop on me.

I slowly opened my eyes. Everything had a reddish ting...

Action & adventure

Crime, mystery & thriller

1
The Spirit Hungers.

Nobody

1 min read

He was starving.


Not physically. Physically he was sound: seven feet tall, with toned muscles. He was handsome from a far, but when in person his appearance held a few oddities. His eyes were two different colors, one being blue and the other a vibrant magenta. His skin was a patch work of colors held together by visible stitches, and from his mouth emerged two pointed tusks.

He knew of ...

Fantasy

Science fiction

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What is this?

Nobody

2 min read

Everyone has a superpower.


No, not necessarily flight. Or laser vision. Just an ability gained over time. Not everyone even realizes that they have a power, but it’s a skill that is picked up though one’s experiences in life.

When I was young, my parents would fight. Through this I learned what anger, desperation, and fear looked like.

When I was five years old, there was a dog that ...

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6
What Fathers are Meant to Do

Nobody

1 min read

Cloudy days never go away,

The sun doesn’t come out to play.

I’d cry, but you hated tears.

So I’ll sit and mope,

But never give up hope

Of seeing you again, my Dear.


When I was young you lifted me high,

Now like a bird I’ve learned to fly.

And still you softly coo.

When I couldn’t stand you held me tight,

And then you taught me how to Fight

For what is Just and what is True.


You consoled everyon...

Poetry

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