Being a domestic goddess is a piece of cake, right? #26 CL 06.01.17 → 27.02.17

"I have never tasted the brightness of yellow, the calmness of blue, the cheer of green or the love of red. I felt something; still do I, but never related to colours. I only know the pureness of white and the mystery of black. Oh, and grey. For most of you, it's just a colour but it defines every little thing to me."

BECAUSE WE ARE MORE THAN THE SUM OF OUR PARTS. [74 POETRY]

FOR IT IS DURING THE UNGODLY HOURS THAT THE GODS WILL FALL DOWN WITH A WEAK EMPIRE.

Highest rank: #30 [3/25/17] To Whom My Heart Belongs To, Emotions are a messy thing, but if you learn to forgive others for the mess they have made, you can learn to love. The heart pulls me in one direction, yet my mind resists the force. I hope one day you will be able to know what happened during those days. With love, Lost hearts in a large world --- A girl struggling to comprehend what her mind and heart tell her to do. A boy attempting to ignore the situation that tore her apart. The two sides make the story whole. There was a girl, and then there was a boy. She wanted to love him, but he only wanted to live. He failed to express his love when she poured her soul into loving him. In the end, they were unsure of which chances they would regret not taking, for an untimely death hid beneath their fake smiles. Note: don't let the number of parts scare you away; it's two parts of a story with 26 letters each. The second part is incomplete. Part I: story written through letters for February #justwriteit challengeYou Part II: story for Camp NaNo April 2017

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Isaac Abrams is a successful man. He's got everything that he needs, but he doesn't have what he wants: love. What happens when he finds the journal of a Russian Princess who's lacking the same thing?

12 failed attempts. I am number 13. In a future where humanity is on the verge of extinction, scientists tried to develop a new species of human. They tried several times but the subjects went crazy every time. The scientists delayed the experimentation for 135 years. Then the notes were found and the experimentation began again. They have a lottery once a year to determine who will become their next subject. My name was Annabel Bendis. Now I am simply known as subject 13. Rated PG13 for violence. #401 in SciFi on 27/3/17

A MINUTE IN, AND DARKNESS REIGNED SUPREME. 2016, revolved © ACTION | 54

THE ASSASSINS BLADE WAS CRAFTED FROM THE BONES OF HIS REFLECTION AND SHARPENED ON THE FLAT SPINE OF HIS SHADOW. 2016, revolved © ACTION | 138