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Don't you hate it when your heart gets shattered into a googolplex of pieces? When the person you trusted above all others destroys everything that you thought you had. When you feel like there's nothing left in your heart but a faint trickle of blood and the memory of beating. And some... - Fiction > RomanceOnline, have you ever seen a picture of a heart (the squishy, bloody, beating kind) with a leash and collar attached to it; there's a brain holding onto the leash. The heart is trying to fling itself at someone, but the brain pulls it back and says "No. The last time, you got hurt." ...
- Poetry > Free VerseCold. A dark, venomous blue. Sharp, dangerous; a metallic hue. With crystal scales that shine in the light, No fish or snake could match this beast's might. Whip-like tail slashes through the air, Showing its location without a care. For, this mammoth has no reason to be scared. No man w...
- Nonfiction > AcademicOn a boring Monday morning, my English teacher started off the class period by asking us a question. The question’s wording was deceptively normal; it began with an inquiring W-word, and ended in a noun. For a sentence of merely three words, it instinctively caught my eye for brain-work and deep-t...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy“Sir, we seem to have a situation.” A gravely voice crackled out of the walky-talky strapped to my waist with a vine. “I’m a woman!” I screeched into it. “Besides, I have enough things to do right now.” I snapped. I’m clinging to a cliff side and there’s a waterfall brushing down...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy“Aaric! Aairc, she’s waking up!” I heard Cuppa’s shrill voice in my head. My eyes opened and I found myself laying in a tent with a small candle. It was dark outside and I had a raging headache. “Aaric?” I mumbled. His crouched form filled the opening of the tent and he had a cup of ...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/FantasyI tied my apron on and walked out to the front of Smithy's shop. My Lieka, Cuppa, was sitting on the cashier in the front of the store. I began the boring chore of sweeping the stained floor. Cuppa watched me with her big black eyes and hiccuped. "Hello, Cuppa. And how are you this fin...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy“Run, Marty! Run!” An elderly woman’s hoarse screams rang out across the darkened field. A stripe of orange firelight stretched over a patch of once luscious, beautiful red roses that had been crushed into the musky soil by the hooves of the Mabanar Army. The light was spillin...
