Writing Prompt

I instructed Emma to stay behind stack of four large aircraft tires. she did as I said, looking up to me from a crouch position, her eyes filled with fear and the acknowledgment that showed she understood. I quickly ran toward the front entry of the aircraft hangar to take a position that gave me advantage over the hired gunmen. The black Cadillac SUV remained sitting twenty yards from the hanger ...

I fade before because I get hot easily and it is really scary for me and others so my family and my friends worry about me when my head get really dizzy and hot and see weird colors I took really longer STRETCHES and I wasn’t feel good. I start to faint. right away, and if I faint in my family arms, it means I am scaring them on the floor or in the bathroom or at the Church do they get worried and...

Raging wars,

Pound relentlessly in my mind,

Trying to make me bleed.

They strike me,

Over and over again,

Where they know it hurts.

The life,

Is dripping out of me,

As the light in my eyes fades.

I’m bruised,

Beaten and bloodied,

From the thoughts that haunt me.

I can’t take it.

I can’t.

I just can’t do this anymore.

I wish I could.

You know that I’m sorry,

That I wish it d...

The ancient runes glow like fire beneath my feet.

Cracks spider out across the stone as I press my palms to the altar, magic thrumming through every thread of my veins. The power answers—wild and terrible and old. It knows what I’m doing. What I’m giving.

It doesn’t care.

The seal is breaking. The wards are failing. And the thing clawing its way into our world is already breathing through the c...

Darkness, I was only living in the beeping of my heart. Breathing, I could now hear my breathing, the darkness was peaceful, despite that I could feel that this was an aftermath of something horrible. My heart and lungs sung a harmonious song to the darkness. The next thing to come into my senses was the pain. My breathing sped up at the sound of the rouge rift of the pain through the harmonious v...

You say how much you love me every day

But in your eyes, I still see the grey

You hold me in your arms like I’m your’s

But I don’t see your heart, because it never soares

‘Do you truly love me?’ I ask

You touch my cheek with a smile, but it’s just a mask

You stand in front of the world that is burning

And you hold my hand tight, my mind turning

I won’t ever know if you love me

But you would desto...

The Earth shakes beneath my feet.

The sky, is a gloriously sickening shade of red.

The shrill screams of men, women and children around me flood my ears blurring together until they muffle.

Morphing into an agonizing ringing that stabs the soft spots of my temples; my head spins.

Time slows down.

I turn on my feet; desperately scanning the crowds.

A man bumps into my side, hard, turning...

"Oh dear Gloria, my love, my dear, my reliable mule, my everything, I would never desicrate our faith, our long lived, fiery passion for each other," the Duke of Harvington pleads, played by a rather drama-inclined red head, "Oh, Gloria!"

She reacts to the confession by glancing at the audience which seemed larger to her than it actually was. She swallowed.

"My sweet, sweet Gloria of...

Just to dust is my job. That’s all I do. I dust and dust and that’s my chore. Clearing the dust bunnies sometimes comes in a cloud of that damned dust. It was easy to- *achoo* dream about things or at least daydream amidst the dust clouds. I liked daydreaming about people in love. It was simple and made the days shorter....

In the in between years George had mate

Peter to play tag and crazy eight.

They were impish young compatriots.

High school ended with the good bits

Tests and college and such things like that.

Peter’s put in toy chest like worn door mat.

Amidst the chaos, I fade away

peacefully in your arms. Childs play....