A woman runs from everything. A songbird joins her from nowhere, singing colors and images. A whisperer finds the pair among a field of poplars and graves. A dark and vicious viper stalks them from deep in the earth. They must flee from the Viper, at any cost. They must reach their safe haven--Aeolia. On the way there, the woman and bird pass strange and foreign places--including the Bridge to Infinity, where they are blessed by the Mist; Canvas Valley, where they walk along Aeolian train tracks; Seasons' Spiral, where the seasons fight on an open savanna; Dreams' Lattice, home to a grand tamperer; and many more. Along the way, new creatures help the woman and bird. But every time the Viper comes close, they choose to run--until at last they can't any longer. They must fight or die. Cover by me, on canva.com All rights reserved. Do not copy any part of this work. UNDER EDITING. WILL FINISH PRIMARY EDITING SOON.

Bryony lives beside the misty coast, where she runs to the water each day. As time passes, however, a storm begins to brew, and Bryony's obsession with the ocean does not fade, forcing her privileges to be withheld. The storm grows along with her emotions, resulting in a strange and whimsical climax. Will Bryony be able to overcome her drifting mind and return to shore? cover made by me on canva.com All rights reserved. No part of this work may be copied.

A collection of 101-word stories that I have written. I strongly encourage all writers to try their own 101-word stories! cover by me on canva.com All rights reserved. Individual work may not be copied.

The perks of being an insomniac I get no sleep but sitting at the window and looking at the stars gives me ideas and thoughts which I weave into poems I hope you read it and maybe find something to relate with my thoughts

"The sun was drowning at the end of the sea And a curtain of the darkness,started to fall. Her figure was diminishing, Making her, slowly, invisible. The night was enclosing her, Like a black poisonous serpent, Taking her away to the world of dark magic. A good soul they needed to corrupt, For the evil kingdom to rise. I can hear the sound of their victory trumpet, The girl must have heard it too. And she moved, as if, after an eternity, Looked upward the starlit sky, with a heavy head, As though defeated by the world." - The Girl On The Beach - The Scribbled Mind - Ranu Saha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1st Place For Poetry In Solstice Awards (2018). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ***MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKING*** Poem : #13 - 31|05|2018 #112 - 26|05|2018 #203 - 25|05|2018 Poetry : #61 - 11|06|2018 Poetrycollection : #07 - 14|06|2018

Poetry I've written myself. Just figured it would be a nice way to vent my feelings into a poem, and share those feelings with the world.

A girl finds herself on a dirt path, in the middle of nowhere, with no memories, not even a name. After jumping over a hole in the path, she falls off a cliff and dies. Only, she doesn't stay dead? She needs to find out who she is and regain her memories that are slowly coming back to her. Who is the red-haired girl she keeps remembering and why is she being followed by a government agency who is asking the same questions?

Sophie Foster is all grown up. The Neverseen are defeated. She has had a girl named Nuila, and she has grown up too. The day Sophie's Grandchild is born, she, along with all her friends, disappear. Roralia, also known as Lai, grows up with no memory of her Grandmother, and neither does any of her generation. Sophie and her friend's heroic deeds have been forgotten, wiped away. But when mysterious things start to happen, Lai and her friends start to figure things out. Maybe a thing too many... I do not own the original characters or places. All rights belong to Shannon Messenger.

written for all the lost souls