J.H.Y.

Judah. 30. Neurodivergent. Comic book fan. Fantasy lover. Aspiring crafter of tales.

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J.H.Y.

Judah. 30. Neurodivergent. Comic book fan. Fantasy lover. Aspiring crafter of tales.

https://thehipstersfreaked.tumblr.com

128

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Regret

J.H.Y.

7 min read

For a long time, I preferred homes filled with amples amounts of sunlight but spending centuries under the sun’s gaze without her tender warmth became torturous. So I hid myself away, spending most of my time lingering in the Expired Realm, but in the end it left me as blue as my lips on the cold day they found my corpse. The other deceased as we call ourselves around here were lackluster in deme...

The Prey

J.H.Y.

2 min read

I pull open the doors, eyes sharp as I gaze around the barren room that just hours ago held the people who brought destruction to our world. Walking further in, I search for any sign of them but all I see are gray blood streaks covering the walls. The blood’s stench is strange, it’s not putrid like I expected but similar to the pleasant scent of the sea.

_I want a taste. _

My stomach growls, hu...

Last One Standing

J.H.Y.

3 min read

Before even walking into the gym there’s sweat dripping down Monet’s neck, the sound of the other girls talking amongst themselves causes her to twist her long shirt sleeve. She reaches for it but is met with her bare wrist covered in goosebumps. Seconds ago, she finished changing into a short sleeve purple top and gray sweatpants but her previous actions were forgotten as soon as she reached the ...

Without

J.H.Y.

1 min read

This brain of mine is a fragile thing, held together with a straying string

It leaves my body most nights, diving deep in the dark sea of frights

It swims along shipwrecks of loss and pointless dreams, drowning in screams

While I stand on shore, lost, alone, without a piece of me so core.

This heart of mine is a broken wing, at night I rip it out and swing

As I see it within my sights, I con...

Poetry

The Storm Tree

J.H.Y.

1 min read

He scans the surrounding area, stopping on a tree covered in grey leaves outlined with a dark blue hue. Moving closer, he sees that it fits the exact image of the extinct Storm Tree he found in that tattered antique book years ago. Once at the tree, he reaches up, touching one of the leaves on it’s lowest branch. Within that touch, the tree demonstrate’s it’s true power as a storm flows through hi...

Grief

J.H.Y.

7 min read

Brenda expected to spend her twenty-first birthday alone in her home in the quiet village of Charmia just waiting for the day to pass her by. She’d done everything she could to insure that attention didn’t come her way. She grew her own gray cloud stalks, created a pond for her massive horde of frogs, and planted grains so she’d never have to visit the baker for bread but even though she kept to h...

Fantasy

Rumination

J.H.Y.

1 min read

Bed

Tucked in

Without dreams

Insomnia

Closed eyes, open mind

Restless legs, frantic thoughts

Will I ever sleep tonight?

The night leaves, day’s here once again

I open my eyes, mind still running

Another night wasted sorting through trash...

Poetry

Trust Fall

J.H.Y.

1 min read

Will didn’t oppose the idea of treading the land all day but once they reached the estuary it became clear they were running out of land to tread. His fellow traveler, an older man by the name of Mort wore a decisive look on his face as he felt around the land. Will watched Mort head over to a large pile of rocks. Once there, Mort touched upon them and Will stared on full of regret.

He’d given u...

The Deal

J.H.Y.

1 min read

She wants to know his secret. He hasn’t decided what is yet. His true secret must remain locked away, tucked in the depths of his melded mind because if she finds out the truth, the entity he made a pact with will unleash. So he thinks of less harmful secrets that won’t lead to the end of the world but things can get complicated when the love of your life is a sleuth. After years of being lied to,...

Crystal White Tear

J.H.Y.

1 min read

A single tear can kill a man

Or send them to life in the can

In days of old, it got them whipped

Hidden smirks as their skin ripped

What power lies in those tears!

Oh, how an encounter fills my fears.

Tears which can take all one holds dear

Tears which inflict pain on those near

Those tears have stripped those of childhood

Turned children to adults where they stood

Those tears have exclud...

Poetry