(Not exactly the prompt but something I wrote for the story of Icarus)

Icarus knew He knew he would burn He welcomed the flame on fragile wings

He felt the pain for far to long He saw his father suffer When days are young he longs to break free To shed the shackles and fly

Hopelessness creeps in, the dream fades Screams echo, the nightmare remains How to envision something never seen You wer...

Aster sighed as she prepared to join her mother in housekeeping for the ridiculously wealthy Mr. Forester and his son, Ransom. True, it was an annoying, tiring, and frustrating job but at least it payed well. Even better for her, Mr. Forester was away on a business trip and only Ransom was in the house. She glanced at the luxurious surroundings and sighed, feeling trapped in this golden cage of w...

I have held many things in my hands and have lost them all. I once held a crown, a kingdom, and love. These halls once filled with laughter, now silent. A king once strong and whole, now shattered, insane. The people throng around outside my empty castle. “My prince, give us aid.” “Save us my prince.” “Oh prince, help us.” They clamor for answers and they accuse. “You stay in your castle, your pal...

Every child at some time fears the darkness of their room. I feared the things that came while asleep. Night after night, dying, my mind creating pain where none existed. Wake up sobbing, gasping, wipe the tears do it all again. Vivid nightmares, strange for a seemingly sheltered child. A crushing fear of abandonment that one floating would give. Many adults to care an love but not one to call Mom...

Zimon gasped as he sat bolt upright, clawing, scratching at his skin. His breath came in gasps and he sobbed, trying to gain some kind of control. Black spots danced in his vision and his stomach heaved. He wrapped his arms around himself, shaking, trembling feeling as if he was falling apart. His skin felt as if he was on fire, he was burning, each breath singeing his lungs. Zimon groped for the ...

Blood dripped down her arm as she hung over the cliff. “You have to let me go.” She pleaded, “Just let me go.” Zane just tightened his grip, “We got this far, I’m not giving up now.” Ayra struggled to gain purchase on the rock wall, “You’re injured Zane, you can’t keep holding on.” “You don’t get to give up, not now. You’ve sacrificed to much. There’s too much at stake.” Zane dragged her up anothe...

I approached the crash site with caution, wondering what our enemies were doing so far into our lands. Would this be the start of a war? The state the airship was in made it highly unlikely that there were any survivors. I had my orders if there were however, if they were dying leave them to die and if I was able, bring in someone for questioning. Taking a deep breath I stepped in the wreck. Shini...

They used to say I was their hero, their knight in shining armor. Then he came, a stranger from the north who took my throne, my crown and my appearance. The people see me as a monster now but they have no clue of the real monster among them. They don’t see me trying, breaking, cracking. They say I’m a monster, I am his mirror but truly, spare me, for I am just a man....