literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
The Night Owl. Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge.
We heard the news on a Sunday. ‘So fitting', I had thought to myself dryly then, a little smile dancing wistfully across my face at a memory of you, dressed in your ill-fitting suit, sitting in your favoured spot, on the aisle at the front of the flock. Blue veined hands holding tightly to your hymn book, your voice always strongest, proudly loudest when your favourite part of the verse was being sung.
By Eli Johnston5 years ago in Humans
The Girl and the Curse
CHAPTER ONE: Sadness Ragnar was a girl that had the usual characteristics about her: try's to be kind, mostly works hard, and was mostly responsible. Except, she also had the trait about her that was at the center of it all: Real compassion.
By orangepeachapples5 years ago in Humans
The Bird's Chirping
The bird's chirping sounds woke me up; I opened my eyes to see a bright sky when I tried to lift myself up. I felt a heavy arm around my waist when I turned around to see it was john sleeping peacefully. When I saw his face, I realized he was handsome, and as my eyes moved down to his lips remember how warm his lips were when he kissed me. The thought itself is giving me a different feeling in my stomach. I don't know why suddenly I wanted to kiss him as I moved close to him "don't even try," he said with a smirk without even opening eyes. "says who the one who had a boner?" I backfired.
By Maulik Borsaniya5 years ago in Humans
You Have a Bright Future Here
The furious sun is starting to rise again over your horizon, and soon enough, the cold rocks where you slept will become like hot coals, untouchable and unforgiving. It's been like this every day since you've been here, and the heat and its effect on your callused and charred body are only getting worse. Soon enough, you'll end up like Cheryl. You all know what happened to Cheryl, even if you don't. One day her skin went from beet red to a prune-like purple, and then she started screaming, laughing, and then she disappeared. When he was still around, Greg proposed to have a ceremonial funeral, but there was always just so much work to do that soon it was just understood as canceled. Life is just too busy, between keeping the signal fire up for outside help and keeping watch that the others don't go mad and, of course, looking out for the Masked Ones – you don't care what Tyler said, they are as bad as they seem. You've seen them prowling around, murmuring amongst each other in the forest, way too much. Liz and Cheryl had agreed before they left you for God knows where.
By M.J. Weisen5 years ago in Humans
Little Ships
Dover Harbour - Kent, England - June 4, 1940 I had been watching vessels of all shapes and sizes coming across the Channel for several days, many of them overflowing with men. That's what those of us waiting on the shore wanted to see. If a boat had available space in it - as, unfortunately, some of them did - that meant that some of her desperate passengers didn't survive.
By Jennifer Miller5 years ago in Humans





