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Begins: December 1st
Ends: December 31st
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The Red RoomThe odour of public urinal was so pungent it was like stepping into a physical barrier. Opting to breathe through my mouth rather than my nose only convinced me I could taste the feculence at the back of my throat. The thought would have made a lesser person gip, well, even more than I was.The Red Room by ~EscaBowmer
The cubicles that lined the walls were pine green against dank red walls, Christmassy. Well it would have been if the spirit of Christmastide had just crawled forth from the Bog of Eternal Stench. Labyrinth, great film, Muppets and Bowie tunes. I directed all thoughts at the smell 'You have no power over me'. It was worth a shot.
The room rattled with the thrum of a passing lorry, the service stations bathrooms obviously back up to the A1. The sound of running water issued from a clogged sink, toilet paper had been stuffed into the plug hole, because that was a smart use of time. A pall of grime seemed to coat everything and I really didn't want to make skin contact with anything. The dark sh
The Sun Country teaserThe Sun Country teaser by ~FALCONorthern
THE SUN COUNTRY
There is a story among gazelles, if you care to listen for such things, that tells of a beautiful land in the Sun. It is bright and peaceful, and so lovely that it gives light to all the broken world below it. Young Azza has been told this story from birth, as a child's tale; and she believes every word of it. She dreams of finding this mythic paradise; and guided by the noble hawk Haytham, she sets out on an epic journey across deserts, jungles, and heat-scorched savanna in order to prove to herself what she is so sure is true.
"Oh, help me, Haytham," Azza whispered with a shudder.
Without a word, the hawk lifted from his place on her horn and flew, slowly, defiantly, into that nothingness. Though he was grim in his defiance, each flap of his wings seemed to alter that bone-chilling landscape in a subtle, unchangeable way. For where there was nothing, there was suddenly now something, and that something was Haytham- noble, st
Nano 2013 - excerpt4. (October 1916)Nano 2013 - excerpt by *Aconitum-Napellus
The two letters had come in the same post. They sat one on top of the other on the polished surface of the hall table, placed there carefully so that the corners lined up. At first Edgar had thought there was only a letter from Baden, but then he saw the other underneath. It had been redirected from Westernthorpe. As soon as he saw it he put down the letter from Baden and applied the paper knife to that envelope instead.
Was it possible for paper to be so new and so flat that it looked as if it had been pressed? The only creases were where it had been folded for the envelope. There were no blots from the ink and the type was crisp and clear. His eyes scanned down the letter, taking in the relevant words.
You are hereby warned that you will be required to join for service...
You should therefore present yourself at...
A Railway Warrant is enclosed herewith...
Only his own personal de
NaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard ch. 3 The TestsNaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard ch. 3 by ~princesswanderer
Tristan laid a hand on the prince’s shoulder and gave him a slightly toothless grin. Of course, he assumed that they would be testing in the same group, but when the lady Cathada started separating all the children into groups she made a point of placing them in different groups. Even when Tristan opened his mouth to complain, Cathada silenced him with an expression that only a seasoned teacher knew how to use. Eli did not mind the placement two of them , after all, he would being seeing his friend again in an hour or two. Tristan, however, crossed his arms and pouted his lips as he trudged over to the little flock of children, he was told to go to. What he saw made him grumpier.
Zeena was just as unhappy to find that horrid boy in her testing group as Tristan was to look up and see that strange rat girl would b
NaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard ch. 2 The AcademyNaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard ch. 2 by ~princesswanderer
Just as quickly as the entered the world of Poor Man’s Market, they returned to their own world, the Palace Sanction. Tristan shuffled to the other side of the carriage when it halted in front of the grassy commons where all the boy’s future classmates were. The guard that had been escorting them all day opened the door of the gilded carriage and bowed as Crown Prince Elijah and Tristan Fabian climbed down onto the greenery with their tiny eight year old feet. Everyone in the courtyard hushed their conversations to gaze at the young prince. Many of little girls’ fathers instructed them to be extra sweet to the prince in hopes of him favoring her for a wife. ‘Never too young to start,’ their fathers would say. In fact, every child of nobility or royalty was told to befriend the prince to try win
NaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard Ride to SchoolNaNoWriMo Story - Witch, Prince, Guard by ~princesswanderer
The noble children of the King’s City gathered and gossiped on the green commons of the King’s Academy. Youths from various ages from eight to thirteen, both boys and girls were excited to begin a new year a primary school courses. But the true excitement came from a buzzing rumor that Crown Prince Elijah was beginning his schooling this very year!
These rumors are all true, of course. The young prince and his dearest friend were to arrive in any moment to the school.
“I bet all the other children will be cheering for us when we get there! Today is gonna be great, I tell ya. What do you think Eli?” Tristan Fabian bounced on his seat as he talked and the prince smiled at his friend’s delightment. Elijah was thrilled at the idea of starting his schooling but didn’t really have much to say on th
Black voidsA black void escapes my lips.Black voids by ~Zaiav
As the infection of pain takes over.
I’m screaming to an empty room.
In it lays all my fears.
My eyes are filled with parasites.
Seeing nothing but black.
Which leaks it’s way into my heart.
Trembling fingers, and sweaty palms.
Bugs clinging to my hair.
Nesting in my skin.
I have been contaminated.
By the sins of others.
Nobody can harm me now.
I have been contaminated
By the whispers of the heartless.
Reaching forth for some light.
It only seems to burn my skin.
My right eye has been removed.
And left with a hole.
Head spinning round’ and round.
Sitting in this dirty contaminated room.
A perfect fit for me.
NaNiWriMo extra: MaiaThe dusty Oklahoma dirt puffed up in little dust devils as I walked up the drive to my house. Thunder rumbled and lightening cracked through the summer sky, the scent of an oncoming storm filled the air.NaNiWriMo extra: Maia by ~XxDaughterOfApolloxX
"dammit" I said under my breath as I ran quicker up the dusty path. Grams was smiling at me from the screen door waiting for me to get inside.
Hopefully I can get in the house before the rain starts I thought at the first drops of rain hit my head. I ran faster. Thankfully, I got on the porch just as the rain started to pour from the heavens, giving the dying ground a well-deserved drink. I let out a pent up sigh as the weight of the day lifted off my very tired shoulders. Rain meant no night chores for me outside tonight. Lighting lit up the now blackish green sky. "One Mississippi two Mississippi three Mississippi four Mississippi Thunder shook the house as the storm started to catch up to itself a bit.
"Four miles away" A voice suggested from behind me.
Only youAnother day passes slowlyOnly you by ~MorganWolfram
Life keeps on fading quietly
My years have been spend worthlessly
With no feeling fraternity
I walk my way solemnly
Make my path formally
All eyes lay on me respectfully
I'm treated like the great solely
But I owe them back disgracefully
I put them aside disdainfully
I whip my worries mercilessly
I am a powerful weapon ultimately
But my bullets are stunned by you so suddenly
Your Kindness shoed away my troubles so charmingly
You helped me upon my feet willingly
You expected nothing back unconditionally
From that moment my mind was on you individually
Even with all the fuss; you smile caringly
Pain was caused and you suffered sensitively
But you said regrets will go gradually
I don't care if there is no money surprisingly
You changed me astonishingly
I won't let a burden fall on you, even mistakenly
How can you be so gentle admiringly?
Don't hesitate to hold my hand tightly
But please keep smiling constantly
My eyes shall remain for you promisingly
I shall love
She The Ultimate WeaponAn electrifying threat of plunderShe The Ultimate Weapon by ~MorganWolfram
Just to merely wonder
Strolling down the pathetic lax of street
Their heart stumbles over a quaint beat
A world against them; how will they resist?
If you didn't exist
Tip of AbandoningThere once was a feelingTip of Abandoning by ~MorganWolfram
Of fright, of dark shadows covering me like a skin, being absorbed in my nerves like itchy lotion, freezing my bones and aggressively filling them with helpless fear, agony and ear shattering cries.
There once was a feeling
Of Emptiness, my heart breaking itself to particles, A harsh though of loneliness dipped deep in my wailing soul, trapped within myself, can’t break free from nothingness.
There once was a feeling
As if I’m drowning, in the deepest crevices of the hungry, unfaithful ocean. Emotion of roaring in timid suffocation, drowning down for long painful hours without hitting the sea bed.
She falls for beastsRuthless winds and raging seasShe falls for beasts by ~MorganWolfram
A link so poles apart from ease
So darkly distinctive
As glitter from dirt
To sorrowfully know, addictive....
Hacked pleasures do hurt
This bond between man and monster
So firm, so unbreakable...shakes a mad red heart
Yet so forbidden, cries pushed away as an imposter
Our tie we hold till our knuckles bleed pulled apart
Destructive beliefs and demolishing dreams
How long will my people hold my love chained to their ugly screams
But I'll never rise because I've fallen forever
So intense, so deeply...
In a hopeless feeling of adore and pain we share together
Summon giants and bulldozers to fail to pick me up cheaply
Not being much soul of an unpleasant preacher
Yet he is a creature
And to bear my dear lush of torture
Yes, he's my creature
Special NaNoWriMo fun- read my stories!This year for NaNoWriMo I'm rewriting the third book in my Rejects series I've been working with for ages. I'd like to post my writing from each day again this year like I did last year, because that keeps me motivated regardless of whether or not people read it. Since this is the third book in the series, I figured I might as well share my first two so people could read them first. Keep in mind these are rough, rough drafts with typos and a few gaps and things (and I think neither of them has an official ending), but they'll give you enough of an idea of what's going on if you want to keep up with me during NaNoWriMo.Special NaNoWriMo fun- read my stories! by ~AngelAndChangeling
The links are here, and will be kept up for the month of November only before they'll be closed again. If at that time you've started reading them and are interested in reading more, you can note me and I can make you one of the people with permission to view it!
Rejects 1: Free Thought- https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ckIIuIWYH0Mu1EkunFIbRbQK6WAWZ-Wm4Iu4dPomexc
Utopian RuptureGive me your handUtopian Rupture by ~MorganWolfram
and lets escape to wonderland
The ecstasy unable to withstand
But I fear the worst of my touch
That you abruptly desire to clutch
Might shatter you too much
She and Her WolfDearest sweet redShe and Her Wolf by ~MorganWolfram
I will come for you, my lamb.
For our unkind fate to be fed,
The basket you hold is my jamb.
I will steal you as you smile, my pet.
To calm my growls you had once set.
Oh wanderer of the dim lit wood,
How you carry the weight of this sagging forest,
And my false pretense voice under that hood.
Let me sink my jaws again into you're quest.
Ride once more when I howl! Satisfy this thirst.
Let me see you grin....in fear, like you should have at first!
But you tore me, crooked soul of that lumber jack;
Away to the other side of damned life and luck.
My silent body you filled of stone; drowned back
To soil who raised the flowers I had asked you to pluck.
My love, beware!
I will always be by your side to scare.
Dikitten Okami Wolfirm Lupus
A.K.A Big Bad Wolf