Looking out into the void,
we see the shadows that mark our past.
Reaching out to find what’s left,
nothing else will name our fall.
Within we find our isolation,
safety from our demons.
Cutting out our own desires,
to find we’re not alone.
Faking the disease of conformation,
we trust whatever gives a promise.
So keen to take the offered gift,
only to see their false prophets.
Under the glow of damnation,
we glare into the abyss.
Never to find our promised peace,
given by the idols.
Never knowing, never seeing,
we guess at what remains.
We’ll never know the truth,
until we reach our darkest day
The Saint of the Pyre by TheInspector89, literature
Literature
The Saint of the Pyre
I had been beaten, I was bloodied and my tongue had been torn from my own jaws. They thought this would silence me. They all thought I would be in anger, and upset as they walked to the pyre, but instead I was filled with pure, undying satisfaction and an own self pride.
As an Actor, I would watch the others walk out onto that stage, the same stage that had been used from generation to generation, and they would talk and "act" on the lies that our leaders had told us were truth. And every time I heard one of them say "The Unmentionable times are evil", I'd get a flare of hatred in the pit of my stomach, but at those times, I hadn'
Far away amongst the stars is a world like no other. A world of creatures with amazing powers and people brave enough to try to capture and train them. This is the world of Pokémon.
Prologue
"How are the readings?"
"All base readings normal, though oxygen filter seems to be malfunctioning. "
"Right, I'll send someone to take a look."
"SIR! We have a problem over here!"
The head scientist rushes over to see what the problem is when a siren goes and the security doors all lock simultaneously. Everyone goes into a frantic rush to try and stabilize the faulting system. Unfortunately for them, they have unknowingly set of a chain
Looking out into the void,
we see the shadows that mark our past.
Reaching out to find what’s left,
nothing else will name our fall.
Within we find our isolation,
safety from our demons.
Cutting out our own desires,
to find we’re not alone.
Faking the disease of conformation,
we trust whatever gives a promise.
So keen to take the offered gift,
only to see their false prophets.
Under the glow of damnation,
we glare into the abyss.
Never to find our promised peace,
given by the idols.
Never knowing, never seeing,
we guess at what remains.
We’ll never know the truth,
until we reach our darkest day
The Saint of the Pyre by TheInspector89, literature
Literature
The Saint of the Pyre
I had been beaten, I was bloodied and my tongue had been torn from my own jaws. They thought this would silence me. They all thought I would be in anger, and upset as they walked to the pyre, but instead I was filled with pure, undying satisfaction and an own self pride.
As an Actor, I would watch the others walk out onto that stage, the same stage that had been used from generation to generation, and they would talk and "act" on the lies that our leaders had told us were truth. And every time I heard one of them say "The Unmentionable times are evil", I'd get a flare of hatred in the pit of my stomach, but at those times, I hadn'
This is a Vore Story! Please don't ready if you don't like! :D
I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Dreamworks
Outside and all around, the world was a frigid mess, with wind blowing and howling fiercely, carrying with it large wet flurries of snow and bone chilling temperature. It was already more than freezing, and was only getting colder as what little sunlight was left slowing sank beneath the horizon. Nary a creature was brave enough to venture these conditions and woe betide any unfortunate creature who was caught stranded in it. Though, through the thick downpour of slushy snow and sleet, a barely visible light was flic
Shifter (Dragon Vore) by DovahTheDragonborn, literature
Literature
Shifter (Dragon Vore)
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VORE. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE VORE, I STRONGLY ADVISE YOU NOT TO READ THIS.
This story was requested by TheInspector89. I will NOT be doing anymore requests until I start Dragons Rising. All characters belong to him:
A freak. An outcast. A loner.
That's how society viewed me when I was a child, and only because I looked different.
My name is David, and I suffer from a rare condition. Albinism. Albinism is a condition that caused my skin to be very pale when I was born. It is a subject that many people view in different ways. Some see it as a curse from the Daedric Princes, some see it as a disease, others see it as
The Mouse and the Snake by The-Knight-Writer, literature
Literature
The Mouse and the Snake
The sun was setting over the meadow, and the sky was basked in reds and oranges. The shadows of the tall trees were stretching out and covering the ground. Soon, the night would grip the meadow and all the animals within it would have to hide. The little mouse knew this fact all too well, as it had been the owls cold claws that had taken her own mother. She poked her head out of her home and looked around. She was scared...terrified that within moments, she would hear the silent wings of death as the sharp talons of the owl caught her and carried her away. All other animals had all run for shelter...but she couldn't.
The mouse finally found t
I just got my wisdom teeth out and have about two weeks of oral recovery ahead of me... so, anyone up for taking on The Vault of Glass? Lvl 28+, if you're interested, pm me or my Xbox gamertag is MAJOR ASIAN.
I've been thinking about the possibility of alien life somewhere out in the cosmos. I've decided that every week, I'm going to give you guys a description of an alien life form. Let's start with something crazy.
Alien #1. The Sand Storm
Our understanding of life is carbon based, and is generally thought of as being one solid mass. But say it wasn't solid.
A vast desert sits before you. The wind blowing on sulfur and silicon drifts. A storm of silicon particles approaches from the north, but as it nears your camp, it suddenly changes direction! That's no simple dust storm, especially because an ordinary dust storm doesn't produce the
Hey, I've made a picture of Nérïya and published it onto my profile. I've clearly stated that she is NOT my creation and she belongs to you. Hope you are ok with this.