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They were made from the same light - the same thread of stardust that wove itself into two hearts beating in different skies. She called him her miracle. He called her his beginning. And somewhere between the constellations, they found home in each other's orbit.

What's up everybody ? I am your writer Pranavi . Ironically enough, I'm a very planned and organized person IRL but when it comes to poetry, the words and rhythm are just spontaneous(just letting my thoughts flow yk? that's why the cover page is river) I have ordered the poems from light--> heavy. So depending on your mood and emotional state, you can read them. Don't mind the fact that I have more sad poems than the happy ones. Subconsciously, I want to write more happy poems but I'm just not in the state to do so. I hope I can get back to them soon. ~~~~ I know I have won in life when (at least one of)these poems are published in the NCERT English Textbook, posthumously (Yepp that's the end goal 😎)

Rosepaw, warrior apprentice of WindClan, trains her hardest to be the best for her Clan. She struggles to find her place in her own Clan, and wonders why. Along her journey, Rosepaw discovers one that was lost, but surely not forgotten. She makes friends and is forced to make a hard decision. A storm threatens to rip the Clans around the lake apart; will Rosepaw's peacemaking be enough, or will the Clans suffer an unforgivable storm? {PLEASE NOTE} This story is a sequel to "Aspenrose's Goodbye" It may contain spoilers. ✅COMPLETED

Life seems fairly simple in ThunderClan. Siblings Puddlepaw, Tigerpaw, and Ryepaw are as excited as any apprentice to become warriors; but a darkness is on its way, and with it comes destruction. Puddlepaw has to decide against family loyalty and his own ambition. Puddlepaw and Ryepaw meet their enemies, and make their allegiances. Will the importance of family draw the two brothers together against the darkness, or will the Clans crumble because of two deadly cats? [Cats on cover from left to right :: Tigerpaw , Redpaw , Goosepaw // on the rock from left to right :: Puddlepaw , Ryepaw] >>> THE ART IN THIS COVER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. I DO NOT CLAIM IT AS MY OWN IN ANY WAY <<< STARTED: 12/10/19 FINISHED: 0/00/00 {Book # 1 of Calling Darkness} Copyright © all rights reserved

A small hotel, quiet and sparkling, becomes more than a place to eat-it holds conversations, nurtures ideas, and quietly carries purpose. The Blooming Flower is a reflection on dreams, hidden meaning, and the small spaces where the world can change. A poem about vision, mystery, and the gentle power of growth.

Everything seems to be going great for Marshall and Elaine. everything that is, until the end of the world. With one of them hurt and the other in denial, will these newly weds survive the zombie apocalypse?

A collection of mini poetry and prose .✨ (The images used do not belong to me. They're from Google.)

A series of short, original stories and poems spanning most genres written by yours truly. To be updated sporadically.

a book of haikus. an ongoing project that will extend for one year, until there are 365 consecutive poems. started february 5, 2021. discontinued february 16, 2021. restarted june 29, 2021. restarted once again on january 13, 2022.

A collection of poems and prose capturing my journey learning to love, falling out of love, the unwavering ups and downs of mental illness, and the ghost stories that haunt and empower me. Unflinching, Unedited, Unwavering

A collection of poetry and poetic stories written by myself about varying topics, from simple pleasures to fantasy worlds to real problems. Organized in the order of which they're written, these stories make up thoughts and ideas that pass through my mind at any given moment. Not necessarily for everyone.

FORMERLY KNOWN AS: Poems of Petals by IamPDB Men and their offsprings had always found the time to wish to the twinkling children of the watchful silver eye of the night, before the goddess' spell befell their eyes. Little do they know, these twinkling lights they see, were the star's last whisper, sent before their forefathers were even born. They wish with their eyes, without knowing their prayers were answered, indirectly. The void above the sky are filled with whispers. Unheard from the deaf ears of man. They converse through the ages, with the thought that the other had died already, fating it as unheard whispers, like the wishes of man. One boy had finally heard these whispers. With but the words taken by his nosy, eavesdropping ears from the lost interstellar conversations, he writes a book. He spends nights with the company of night's howling demons that sting as they caress his skin, under the watchful light of the silver eye.

I AM NOT KILLING PEOPLE. I AM KILLING BOYS. © 2022, erys aden

This is a x-reader, your POV is a 17 year old girl in her junior year of high school. As many teen girls experience love, they have crushes on cute guys they really don't know. This is my first book I am writing.

Step into a magical world of vivid characters and wondrous events as all manner of sights and sounds dazzle the senses and leave you drifting through the world of El Carnival. Once you step forth you're world will change forever!

This is a collection of what I'd consider some of my best poetry which features a mix of topics and tones. Almost all of the poems are unrelated to each other with a variety of different narrators and whatnot, so it's best to think of each one as its own.

Thought, peace, and mind. Words that mean nothing and everything at the same time.

A collection of Sci-Fi , Psychological and Romance oneshots made by the wanderoys mind of Aero_Lawliet.

This unfinished,unplanned,and rushed few chapters are meant to represent an individual through imagery, I hope you can relate your own unique story through these chapters. This is my first attempt of writing chapters and I'd just like to know if I should keep going :)

this piece is my recollection of moments in my life, whether blissful or unfortunate. i hope to relate to some of you so that you feel less alone and just a place to put my feelings:)