Friends all around you
Different on the scale
Some may succeed
And some may fail
You need to move quick
Though time is on your side
And watch for the rules
Which you must abide
Send out the Pawns
To claim what is yours
It just takes a move
And so starts these wars
White takes the center
Black sneaks around
He hunts in his pattern
Moves without sound
But he landed in a trap
Stuck, still, and bound
The Bishop charges forward
And the Knight is cut down
A flawless kill
The Bishop had said
But then out of nowhere
He's bashed in the head
The Pawn moves diagonally
To take his place
All happy and content
With a grin on his
Family of Three plus One (Revised) by IrreIevant, literature
Literature
Family of Three plus One (Revised)
They follow the same neat routine every day. The boy wakes up to the sound of that unpleasant alarm at 6 am every morning, Monday through Friday. I listen carefully to the sheets rustling above me as he tosses, turns, shifts in his bed struggling to force himself awake. On the occasion that he falls back asleep in the safe warm embrace of his bedding, face nuzzled sweetly against his puffy down pillow, his mother will come in.
Now his mother often wakes up at 5 in the morning, a beautiful time when the light of the morning sun is still waking with the rest of earth's creatures. I can move more freely at this time, though risky as it may be.
The Life Support Control Center was buzzing with activity as crew members went about their daily routines. Lights flashed in a simple color coded system, indicating which departments were receiving various levels of oxygen saturation. Much of the crew was fatigued, having to work double shifts, covering for those that had fallen ill due to medical and agricultural strike; a combination that was crippling certain departments.
“Can we please stop fighting with everyone”, Mathew asked his mother while holding his stomach in pain as he leaned against the wall.
“Sweetheart, you are still much too young to understand” Ste
I blink my eyes in attempt to adjust to the dim light to no avail. Alone and shackled I sit in the dark waiting for someone to happen by and free me. I try and stand up but my limbs are weighed down by the wrought iron chains that have been doubled across my body. I slide my hands along each rust coated link, my flesh tasting the coarse metal ridges as I work my way around their curves. The faint light that scarcely illuminates the chamber only serves as a distraction to my mind and I find my eyes falling shut to embrace the serenity of darkness. I let consume me those senses that I take for granted every day, breathing in though my hands and
A dim light glowed along the cracks of the door, “Where am I? How did I get here?” the words did not escape my lips but lay trapped in my throat, rumbling along my vocal chords and spilling out in a dull moan. “Am I to remain trapped here?” I outstretched my arms, groping blindly in the darkness, running my hands along the walls, feeling for a way out. I let my hands glide along like sandpaper, sending a flesh-turning sound echoing throughout my prison. Stepping forward from the wall I immediately walked into a large wooden door and collided with a thud. I stumbled back and falling to the ground, sending the carele
Blessings and Sins Intro by IrreIevant, literature
Literature
Blessings and Sins Intro
Daylight Drifter
I'm sure you have heard it told that each of us possesses an angel and a demon within them, though I must say, I have seen this to be false. I have only seen one angel and one demon, and they walk among us. I have witnessed strangers, neighbors, friends, and even family feel the blessings and wrath of these creatures.
I only call it an angel because over the years I have observed it walk along light, filling those around it with passion, inspiration, love, generosity, and all those traits that we would identify in a superior being who has been placed in existence to improve and protect us, to guide us to something greate
It's been a long time since I've visited this page. I recently decided to pursue writing with a greater vigor than I've ever had before and am about 13% to my goal before editing, sitting on 16,000 or so words in the beginning of my first draft. I'm going to shamelessly divert any attention on this account to the one I've created exclusively for my pen name and the serious work I intend to do under it. If you would please take a look at what I've provided so far, I plan on putting the first few chapters up and then will decide what to do from there. Thank you so much. https://www.deviantart.com/jjstrongheart
thebalefulprimal (https://www.deviantart.com/thebalefulprimal) Thinks she can place this curse on me, but the surprisingly low traffic I receive guarentees me limited effort. I guestimate perhaps... 4 unique accounts will comment with room for 1 wildcard as number 5 or bringing it down to 3. It's wild, who knows what it will do.
So this is the deal:
Comment and I'll tell you:
1. What animal/creature you remind me of.
2. What color I think fits you.
3. How I feel about you.
4. Insult you.
5. My favorite OC of yours.
6. What season you remind me of.
7. Tell you what food you smell like in my head.
8. Think of a random nickname for you.
9. What element you remind me of.
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I would certainly like to complete one of several writing projects I am currently working on. I also have been inspired to draw a few pictures as well. I suppose there is no real choice to be made, as both options will in time see completion... I jus...