The story of two children discovering a dark fairytale and the sinister creature waiting for them. Will they discover the secret of the mask it wears or be doomed by the beast's lustful hunger for their souls?

"Fate cannot be altered my child." "But it will not determine my destiny, Hakima." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= It was a girl child. A girl? Born to the chief? How? Questions were raised, protests surrounded and engulfed the very soul of Wengine. An innocent child lay, unknown to all the riot outside. How will Mfalme overcome this? Will Mlinzi leave his tribe? The Simba Roho has to be passed on. But it was a girl child.

Fourteen line poems.

[ Highest ranking: #3 on 2 March 2017 ] " Puddle of tears Rolled down, And get soaked By the parched cheeks " They flow without my consent. But still I tried.

A dark, smelling, cold fog crawled through the Elfin gardens searching. That mess of bitter fog prowled, up turning houses and drown their circle of laughter! Then where the older Troll children live on top of the bridge, a humongous uproar was heard and a fight. Seems that Troll Caunte found out that Troll Grunda Faye hid a Sherrie in her house. The Sherrie, Troll Caunte, and Troll Grunda Faye have disappeared from the Oakgrove garden. The bitter fog seems to have vanished as well as Hornet Warriors. The Queen Mother of the Ponds with the Hornet Warriors arrived for her daughter, the Princess Vasalisa. -------------- From an old Russia Folktale, which is enhanced, reimaged, embellished and modified.

A collection of unspoken words written at 3 am

Just my thoughts :) - cover made by @maemaew1500

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

behind every lie, there's always an untold story.

Everything is not what it seems. * * * * * Written for a competition. My first story ever. Hope you like it!