Interpretations Stories

Hold the place you feel warmth, in a reflection of your thoughts. Where the light seems to hug the void in your life, that you feel. That you remember.

List of poems

In 1958, the rock 'n' roll group, Stephen Sanchez and the Mooncrests, skyrocket to fame with their hit single "Until I Found You" on the Connie Co Show, which brings a deal with Mercury Records. Later in his career, Stephen becomes and blossoms as a solo act known as "The Troubadour Sanchez," a handsome young crooner whose voice, charm, looks and music have made him the next big thing. Now it's 1964, and The Troubadour has a residency at the Angel Club, owned by Hunter, head of a gang called The Mad Mob. There, he meets Hunter's girlfriend, Evangeline, and they both take up an interest in each other. What ensues is a tale of romance, secrecy, woe, and tragic love; but also full of wit, fun and occasional humor. {Fanfiction inspired by the concept album, "Angel Face" by Stephen Sanchez. Creative license is taken, not all scenes follow the original story. All credit to Stephen Sanchez for the original story.} [Most Impressive/Highest Ranking: #1 in interpretation]

This was just written for myself to keep track of what the songs mean but I can just set this to public for others to see what I understood. I'll be writing the theme of the story based of what people say about the song, but I'll also add some of my own opinions on what I think the theme is about. I'll be breaking down and interpreting what each of the lyrics mean, piece by piece. There can also be me thinking too deeply and stretching out what I think the meaning can be but that's fine. If I feel like it, I might also write a story of each of the song(s) based on my interpretation(s) Once again this was originally written only for personal use so the writing and terminology wont be professional

~ A deed done in a moment brought on a lifetime of the worst pain a person could possibly have ~

Stars could plummet down to earth and the sun could implode but the selfishness sleeping within every human is what I fear the most Its whatever you interpret it to be please share and leave feedback otherwise I'm gonna carry on writing bad things 🤡 story by: Cornerstar cover art: Cornerstar photography: Nan Goldin

Although no clear picture, there's a story behind each word. ________________________________________________ A collection of my favorite poems that I have written. Please note that there is only one poem per chapter, and that each poem is anywhere between 1-10+ stanzas. There is no schedule. There is no end.

One Idea. Six Words. Endless Interpretations.

Everything falls into place at some point.

*COMPLETED* Awaking to his empty decaying castle, Adrienne is pledged be fragments of his memories. Adventuring into the abandon halls, he encounters a dark figure. The past and present muddle together as the boundary between reality and a fever dream dissolve. He's drawn to the dark figure that's pursued him his whole life. He must face his own mortality. A haunting tale of relentless suspense, The Prince of Silence is a gothic fantasy that explores themes of memory, mortality, and the eerie stillness of forgotten legacies. Author: Jean Brady

This is a collection of my cognitive flow with your help (YOU the reader). My ideas and thoughts on different subjects will be written in different genres (short stories, prose, poetry and all). Trying to have you as the reader guide this story. Let us make this interactive. Read on and suggest what I should write about next and your name will be in the story.

Hallucinations or is it fr? I guess we'll never know

The ramblings in my head I release through poetry...some deep and with stories and some stories that may be shallow or deep.

Whose job is it to protect us when night awakens? A parent or a child-who comforts whom when the world turns upside down? Sleep is supposed to bring relief. But what if it only reminds us of what's real?

It's a small conversation between a mother and her daughter depicting different interpretation of a single dream.

Jeffrey Woods, after trying for years to live a normal life after the killing of three boys and a repeated arson offense, is suddenly sucked back into the life of a killer when he's picked up by a group of people living in the woods. A slendermansion fic crossposted on ao3. Features interpretations of slenderverse and typical creepypasta characters. If you want supplemental info about the AU and other creative indulgences, check out my tumblr! -> cosmosis-mitosis

This is a book about my thoughts, random feelings, lyrics and my interpretation of them. It's a work in progress and is what it is. None of this is meant to offend anyone and some lyrics are not mine and belong to their respective owners. This will be published in Spanish and English.