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 (150/0)
The Mermaid's arrival
"Where am I?" She asked herself, unsure of her surroundings. She had a strange feeling on her neck. A feeling as if her neck was opening in three different areas on both sides. She looked down to the sight of her home, a glass dome hidden away. She was now above it and now in the ocean itself. She swam towards the dome but soon realised that she could never return home. So she kept swimming and swimming, with fear everywhere she went.
By Hywel Latimyr12 months ago in Fiction
Calendar
I looked at the calendar and saw that I had six weeks left, just six more weeks left here and I can finally be done with it. This ridiculous company which overworks me and constantly screws me around. But it was looking at this calendar I realised something. I would end this job just as the school summer holidays start.
By Hywel Latimyrabout a year ago in Fiction
Giselle twirls
It was time to bring in the performance. Giselle was truly in love, and had to twirl to prove the trueness of the love she had within her heart. Ok, The peasants sit, the peasant I once was watching someone else twirl in love, faking a smile through gritted teeth. The music is slow, and so am I.
By Hywel Latimyrabout a year ago in Fiction
The little Grey boy
Hickery Bicks got off his Horse as his least favourite cow, beasty, was once again straying of course. "Every dam time!" He screamed at the cow. he then suddenly heard a voice in his head "Be not afraid human, I am going to take you on an adventure."
By Hywel Latimyrabout a year ago in Fiction
Ranching cattle
"Aw dam these stupid morons!" Hickery Bicks screeched as hard as his black lungs could manage. He was attempting to round up the cattle as another day passed. "I can't wait to eat you Betsy" He whispered into the ear of one particular cow who was giving him particular issues with her inability to walk in a straight line.
By Hywel Latimyrabout a year ago in Fiction
Revelations of a dying Atheist
How does it feel to be nowhere and nothing at all? It feels of nothing. There really isn't a concept of nothing, for it's something those who feel could never imagine. From the smallest bacteria to the Biggest of the blue whales. It was an odd and unexpected conclusion, one that I wasn't expecting. I could only wish my body could write these final thoughts down, my lips could move, or my mind could speak. Everything is always alive, with death just another stop on the eternal train line.
By Hywel Latimyrabout a year ago in Fiction