Emily T

Joined August 2021

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Bio

Writer, sometimes photographer, avid crafter. Total dreamer! Writes to tell a story, or to express my own inner struggles, both past and present.

Lover of fantasy - with a side of horror. Currently working on a fantasy book series!

Stories (10/0)

Now, I am: Lost.
I am: Lost. Who am I? Where did I go? Why do I not Recognise this face Staring back at me
By Emily T3 months ago in Poets
Broken Gears
I set myself down, ready to write. The gears in my mind spinning so fast you can barely see them - Mind ablaze with colourful chaos; a plethora of stories and characters, emotions and expression, waiting to burst out - to fill the world with its beauty.
By Emily T3 months ago in Psyche
The Music in My Heart
The music beats like the pulse of my heart, Giving life with every beat. It fills my mind, a constant companion,
By Emily T5 months ago in Poets
The Bunyip
Many eons ago, there was a man in a mob, just like many before him. But this man was a curious sort. Death and violence fascinated him, and he showed very little empathy. His apathy did not go unnoticed for long, and his people, aware that something was a little…off, would find themselves keeping a distance from him where possible.
By Emily T6 months ago in Horror
Duck? Duck!
This is a hilarious story to revisit, and one that I still can't believe happened!! I promise you, this actually happened to me! I hope you get a laugh out of this little wild story, because I sure do!
By Emily T7 months ago in Petlife
Chaos, Silence, and Darkness
Chaos. The world is burning, Freezing, falling apart. Every turn leads to unheard cries of anguish, As the world ends Again and again.
By Emily T8 months ago in Poets
When All Is Said And Done
When the dark of the night falls clear And all is said and done She’ll sit alone, Wondering what to do Minds will wander to the darkest depths
By Emily T8 months ago in Poets
Sea of Terror
My abusers, they haunt me. In my dreams, my waking life, I see their faces, I hear their voices. They appear through new faces,
By Emily T8 months ago in Poets
The Intimacies of Touch
It is that most base, primal need To touch and to be touched, To experience intimacies In its rawest of forms.
By Emily T8 months ago in Poets
Monsters and Demons
They don’t tell you that the light at the end of the tunnel is a lie. Just a little bit farther. You tell yourself that if you can just survive this, if you can just survive a little bit longer, you will be free of your monsters and your demons, the people that hurt you beyond recognition. You can do it.
By Emily T8 months ago in Psyche

Emily T

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Now, I am: Lost.

Broken Gears

The Music in My Heart

The Bunyip

Duck? Duck!

Chaos, Silence, and Darkness

When All Is Said And Done

Sea of Terror

The Intimacies of Touch

Monsters and Demons

Stories (10/0)