Music sputters to life, something soft and hazy. The morning nurse must be in. You always go when the morning nurse comes in, it’s your routine; waiting for the morning nurse, and then watching. You know that his time is running out. You want to watch every second of it that you can. The others don’t understand, they want to stay as far away from him as possible. Of course they wouldn’t understand. Many of them are just starting to accept what happened to them, but you’ve had decades to understand. You were his first.
It was nineteen-forty. You were sixteen and stupid. You thought of nothing but getting home.
I fear that my pixie dust is gone, for I no longer close my eyes and sail off into the stars in search of pirates and lost boys. Instead, all I see is darkness; little spots when I try harder. And when I open my eyes, I’m still surrounded by the same four walls. My feet never leave the ground, no matter how much faith and trust I have. I am a lost girl without chance of being rescued. I’m trapped in my reality with nowhere left to run.
How did this happen? Did my pixie dust slip away while I wasn’t looking? Was it stolen from me from where I thought it safe? Will I ever get it back?
I am terrified of that answer. Scared th
An interview with a pianist and a vampire by MissWriter4Ever, literature
Literature
An interview with a pianist and a vampire
It's been a little less than a year since my first interview with Roan and Maria, and I felt that another one was in due order. So again I found myself power walking, really jogging, through the woods that may or may not contain something that could eat me alive. And not in the fun sexual way either. Finally I reached my destination, the large mansion looming into my view. Again I still felt so in awe just standing there. Though this time instead of waiting for someone to answer, I was standing on the doorstep, knocking on the door and waiting patiently. My human ears could just pick up on the sound of foot steps before a girl that was certai
Music sputters to life, something soft and hazy. The morning nurse must be in. You always go when the morning nurse comes in, it’s your routine; waiting for the morning nurse, and then watching. You know that his time is running out. You want to watch every second of it that you can. The others don’t understand, they want to stay as far away from him as possible. Of course they wouldn’t understand. Many of them are just starting to accept what happened to them, but you’ve had decades to understand. You were his first.
It was nineteen-forty. You were sixteen and stupid. You thought of nothing but getting home.
Pureblood don't read this XD by MissWriter4Ever, literature
Literature
Pureblood don't read this XD
What would a person do if they knew they weren't dying, but their entire being was being destroyed, one molecule at a time. If they could feel hell just bubbling under their skin, seconds or days from being no more. If when they looked in the mirror it wasn't their eyes they saw but an animals?
Would they hide and wait for the end to come? Would they burn bridges of their past, not caring who screamed as they burned to death? Or would they start the hardest thing to do in life? Would they fall in love, and hold on for as long as they can?
He knows that he wasn't dying, but that his entire being was destroying itself, one molecule at a time
OC Meme Remix :My way lol: by MissWriter4Ever, literature
Literature
OC Meme Remix :My way lol:
(Note: See the authors box at the end of the thingy for a fill in on this)
1. Amy- Girl, 5'', 16, Short blond hair, light blue eyes, T-shirt and jeans.
2. Kia- girl 5'4'', 16, Long black hair, green eyes, fishnet three quarter shirt under black tank top and trouser shorts. Leaf village head band around her neck.
3. Olivia- Girl, 4'9'', 15, blind with pale grey eyes, short red hair, almost childish body. Simple dress and convers.
4. Morraku- Boy, 5' 7'', 16, Dark brown eyes, shaggy brown hair, sexy smile (drool), good body (More drool), Jacket with fishnet shirt under it, pants, leaf village head band around neck.
5. Brandon- Boy 5'6'', 1
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I think one problem I faced was that it felt like I was never getting better. Sure I wrote more, but there was never a collective to which I could submit something and face constructive critique, (s
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Name: Serish (sir-E-sh)
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: So technically speaking she's mostly human (meaning she's not elvish, a vampire, werewolf, imp, pixie, ect.) But her mother was a witch so she does posses some magic. She's more of a mage/herbalist. (If any of you have read the Vampire Rosario manga, it's like the idea that witches aren't human but they're not considered monsters, instead they're caught in between.)
Weapon: Well her workshop is her mother's basement. As a herbalist she's known for making all sorts of potions and salves for the new age hippies/Wiccans. It's how she helps pay for college tui
So today's been...interesting? I started out going to sunbath, then got side tracked by photostalking these two gekos (photographs will be up umm...I don't have a clue when), which lead to me me sorting through my camera's memory card (which really needed to be done). That then lead me to cleaning the card and going through a bunch of photographs and deleting the bad ones. Still this isn't too worrisome....and then I get to DeviantArt and I look at my gallery...it was bad...I started moving things left and right, deleting empty files and so forth, (I'm still not completely pleased with it...) I moved onto my messages and just...Oh my god I ha
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