This path takes me home.

No matter how far away I venture from home, this missy, cool path, will always lead me home.

I never thought I’d actually need to use the path. Actually I’ve avoided it like the plague. But here I am. Completely lost.

It’s come to this i am completely lost. I don’t know which way is up and my right from my left. And everything is pitch black, except for The Path. Eve...

As sentient as it gets

Human, flesh and bones

All emotion runs deeply entertwined in all that I am

There is no room left for gratitude, only questions

Is my humanity meant to be my punishment?...

His bipedal hooves trod through the path, displacing the mist with each step. Dewdrops sizzle and return to their gasseous state as he passes, boiling the air around him. He twirls his sword, watching the fog dance around his red-hot blade, the corners of his mouth curling up in a rare smile, the demon entranced with the beauty of the overworld. It’s truly a shame he must destroy it....

I was drenched, head to foot. My sneakers still squeeking along had become some sort of weird rhythmic battle cry of survival. Morning had finally arrived, cool and foggy, but no match for my sweating, determined body pumping at max adrenaline. My goal was now visible, civilization in the distance. I made it through the storm, and now the light is greeting me with her serene morning dew as if her ...

you’ll always cry but never laugh,

surround yourself in darkness

only to see a small glimpse of light.

you’ll die but never give birth,

you’ll exist but never live.

you’ll drench others’ paths,

with your tears.

pain is all you cause,

yet we still love you,

or rather-

we read books while you die,

stay inside while you die,

cover our heads while you die.

you cry and die,

but we focus on ourselves.

y...

As soon as Clare got home, she sprinted up the stairs and threw her bedroom door open with just enough force to make her bedside table shake fiercely. After taking a long hot shower in the bathroom, she plopped down on her chair and turned on her computer. ‘Finally! The holidays have arrived!’ She thought, ‘I can’t wait to check out the games I’ve installed!’

After hours of checking out a couple...

I gazed around at the path I was walking on. Me and my friend, Vivian, were shuffling across the walkway we called Misty Path. It was hard to see, and my glasses were fogging up.

“Vivi,” I whispered. “Do you think this place seems a little…weird?”

Vivian nodded. “I feel like there could be ghosts around here,” She murmured.

“Oh, way to cheer me up,” I muttered. “I hate ghosts.” Suddenly, I stop...

Forever’s the case

With each step we care to take

Misty dew awaits our embrace...

i imagine this is what cold felt like.

alone. searching. deseperate.

a vague remembrance of who I was;

who We were,

what was supposed to be.

what could have been.

ripped away from you and

now, i wander

infinitely and aimlessly.

i wander

searching

longing for

you.

will you find me- will i find You?

to feel again

please

to hold my hand,

embrace,

slow dance eternally

...

As I walked down the eternal path I felt nothing. I just walked and walked and I didn’t know why. I smelled the fresh raindrops, enjoying my surroundings. I walked on and on hoping to find something, that thing could be peace or a person, but why would I want to find people who could possibly ruin the peace?

I walked, I walked, I trodded, I marched, almost triumphantly, although what was there to...