fantasy
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Lungo Viaggio
Tired, cold, hungry, in pain. My feet have torn through my shoes and have cuts and sores from hitting the tuff road. These once clean fitting clothes have turned into rags that are shedding off my body. From the time I started this journey; my smooth, young skin has become ruff, grey and cold. My once long and soft chestnut hair has knotted up into a grey nest. My feminine features have sagged and loosened. My once fit and peaceful body has tired and become incredibly painful to live in. This journey for purity and everlasting youth has taken my youth from me. Years spent on this road searching and waiting to taste from the desired fountain. Years wasted growing old on a road that has no end. Being a naive child, I believed the village tale of the winding road that lead to the silk water that when sipped by a selfless soul, gave them eternal youth.
Bridget BarnesPublished 6 years ago in FuturismAscension
The entity isn't surrounding the boy, as the boy has pushed him and myself away. I get sick of my fallen status and the entity approaches donning their fiery wings.
Elijah TaylorPublished 6 years ago in FuturismHow I Fell
When an angel falls, it's one of the worst things in the world. Picture an island that had an abundance of life to it that now lays barren; even that wouldn't come close to explaining how it feels to be a fallen angel. When you fall from the sky, the other angels watch, and some mock, laugh, and others cry. The heavens open and expel their tears for you.
Elijah TaylorPublished 6 years ago in FuturismBehind the Smiling Mask
There's a prophecy that tells of a sacrifice, for the sins of their father's, one of Hades children to spend eternity emotionally alone. (Without a soul.)
The Mad Writer Aka Callie FosterPublished 6 years ago in FuturismHigh Mountain Pack
I sat there on the mountain with my eyes closed, just taking in the smells traveling to me along the wind. I could smell the spring flowers that were starting to perfume the air. I could smell the scent of the incoming rain. But mostly I could smell him. His scent was unique to him. It was a smell that both, drew me in and made me want to flee. The thought of him being near made my stomach flip flop for many reasons. He was the most gorgeous man in the valley. Hell, possibly the whole damn territory. He was also the most powerful and beloved Alpha in the west side of the country.
Know It All - Part 2
“Thanks to that little scene we’re about 10 minutes behind. It’s lucky that classes haven’t ended yet. I just hope the door is still open…”
Dania DiabPublished 6 years ago in FuturismKnow It All
I was sitting in class when it happened... It was supposed to be a good day... I was supposed to go home and celebrate my mom’s birthday... I was never afraid of anything as much as I was afraid of myself in that moment... It was supposed to be a good day.
Dania DiabPublished 6 years ago in FuturismKeep Calm, Eh? Pt 3
“Hey, can I get a chicken shawarma wrap, with extra garlic sauce and pickled turnips please!” I love this place, Shawarma Emperor, serves the best Shawarma plate and wrap this side of the Atlantic. Terrible name though, no flair, doesn’t roll off the tongue, and it sounds like three other Shawarma places around the city! Downtown there’s Shawarma King, uptown is Emperor Shawarma, and in the industrial part of town a rinky-dink little food truck called Shawarma Lord rolls around.
Gareth Read-EllisPublished 6 years ago in FuturismInto the Nothing—Part 2
I woke up in the same room. The white walls, the heavy blanket. There was no other furniture in the room. I was going deaf from the silence. I turned my head a little bit more and saw a man standing behind the bed. His hands were on the metal and the metal was glowing red. He was staring at me, but seemed to be looking through me at the same time. I looked at bit closer into his eyes and saw that his pupils had bright red dots in their centers. They were the same color as the hot metal. I didn’t move. I wasn’t afraid, but I wasn’t comfortable either. My mind was very calm. I felt like I knew him but I knew I didn’t at the same time. The only familiar thing about him were the red dots. They were the only part of him looking at me.
Dania DiabPublished 6 years ago in FuturismInto the Nothing
It was dark. I couldn’t see a single thing in front of me. I didn’t want to. The rain was pounding on the roof and against the windows so hard, it was shaking the house. The thunder made car alarms go off in the distance.
Dania DiabPublished 6 years ago in FuturismNever Let Go
As Zefaer wakes up in his cold little home in the woods, knowing it had rained the night before as it was damp, he hears all the animals coming out at the morning light. Taking the light peeking through his window as his cue to get ready for hunting today, he sits up in his creaky bed.
Cheyenne AeternumPublished 6 years ago in FuturismThe Lycan Diaries
Jes stood there, looking cocky as ever in his leather jacket and his bad boy apparel. Roland growled at him, as did the other males. “You have no business to be here, Jes.”
Tasha LucasPublished 6 years ago in Futurism