Hywel Latimyr
Bio
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
Achievements (1)
Stories (149/0)
Goldieglock and the three bears
There was a young girl named Goldieglock who was wandering through the woods. She pulled out her gun, something which she always brought with her, and aimed it towards a nearby rabbit. BANG. She missed. The rabbit was now long gone. Goldieglock cursed to herself and decided to carry on walking.
By Hywel Latimyr8 days ago in Fiction
Oblivion's soul pit
He could feel his knees trembling. His eyes looked up toward the bright blue sky, witnessing the ride flash by what must have been at least twenty stories above his head. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Scared?" His friend asked. He gazed into his eyes for a moment. The smirk he came his saw was retorted with a roll of his eyes. "I don't like heights" He replied, trying not to notice the sheer height the ride just before its sudden drop.
By Hywel Latimyr2 months ago in Fiction
Vocal XXIV
To put it simply, I first joined because I saw that there was a cash prize for winning stories. I had always been writing for myself but never sharing the stories with anyone. A good thing too and I still won't as they are absolutely appalling. My short stories on here are bad enough and I actively decided to publish them.
By Hywel Latimyr3 months ago in Writers
The Hanged Englishman
The Shadow of the victim casted a sinister viewing for O'Hara's new year's eve. A rope around his neck, the clear cause of death upon first inspection. O'Hara entered the room to finally see the full picture of the scene. A lifeless blue face hanging from the support beam that held together the old village house. The three police officers on the scene had appeared to indicate some points of interest for the inspectors to look at.
By Hywel Latimyr3 months ago in Criminal
