With One Eye
do you believe in ghosts ¿ (c)witchlings.2019
careworn and smiling with a crooked grin, adoration slept in the wrinkles beside his eyes as he observed the mosaic beauty. she held his callused palm in hers and whispered to the moon; "tonight, we're monsters." romanticism isn't always beautiful.
Dante Averilla has known death, has known pain. But now, he intends to know vengeance. When a family torn apart by grief and magic, attempts the unspeakable. It results in a catastrophe that leaves behind two survivors, hell-bent on destroying each other. Through a series of unlikely partnerships, and even more unl...
the impulse of my thoughts, glowing againts the blanket of stars. [lowercase intended; thoughts in the form of poetry]
**1ST PLACE FEATURED IN HORROR 8-31** Alzar's mind wasn't the only thing that was falling apart. ---- After an emotional outburst lands him in the principal's office, Alzar Lorne forced into a series of in-depth sessions with the school's new counselor, Miss 'Fancy' Hastur. However, with each meeting, Alzar's anxieti...
"if i write poems to you, will you finally understand me for who i am? for can you not see that the way i love is the way that shouldn't be?" ✦ lovely cover by @klexos c: {#19 in poetry on 9/8/16} ✦ © lusterless (galena t.) 2016 all rights reserved.
❝ just like relativity, we are only a theory ❞ • amateur writings of golden poetry • [cover by @antigravitea]
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
And in his heart, he became a perishable painting; in which Ray Singh falls in love with the dead Viktor Ivanovich. #taygetsthegay #181 Copyright © 2016, humanoligy
I am a tombstone overgrown, a voice mail on repeat. I am 43 words of his voice and the lack of my own. I am his forever seventeen, my fickle twenty. I am growing up, growing old, growing apart. I am the liar who promised that nothing could change us. I am a murderer. _________________________________________________...
A mysterious man only known as the Pied Piper haunts Aschein. Not only does he lead children away, but he robs many towns of the magic that sustains their life. Now, monsters overrun the world, and humans are being driven into a corner, unable to fend off the creatures that attack them more and more frequently. Enter...
After a lot of rock music, many skating accidents and a considerable amount of arguing, Alex finds out that there are things in the world worth living for. Skateboarding, as it turned out was not the only thing Alex and Jem bonded over. [copyright afterwords two thousand & fifteen] short story #24