Violet Lee
Bio
English student with vivid imagination. Be kind :)
Stories (4/0)
The Void
It was cold. There was a strange atmosphere around, as if the air was damp, musty, devoid of oxygen. It smelled weird too. Not unpleasant, not nice, it smelled like a profound nothingness; if a human was able to breathe in the deepest parts of the ocean, this is what the smell would be like. Well, at least that was what Victor Lavoi thought.
By Violet Lee2 years ago in Fiction
Lily's Confectionery
Lily stood so close to the glass that her breath left a fine mist on the surface. There was a deep crease between her eyebrows and her arms were tightly crossed over her chest. Anyone who saw her now would say that she was deep in thought, as if she was just solving mathematical problems in her head. But in reality Lily was staring at the little boy across the street.
By Violet Lee3 years ago in Fiction
Alamort
“Run, run, don't stop, promise me.” “I promise.” He runs, stumbles over random rocks, but he keeps going. Blood seeps from his knee, trickles down all over his calf, and stains his sock, but his legs continue to move. Truth be told, he cannot feel his legs anymore, they are like a foreign part of his body made of cotton wool. Yet he runs on. Because he promised.
By Violet Lee3 years ago in Fiction