Reminiscing قصص

When you're in great emotion, brainstorm happens. And when brainstorm happens, you write a reflection of your soul — poetry.

- ⁱ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿʸᵐᵒʳᵉ. oneshot. | Tower of God tribute. | credits goes to SIU and artist. |

"We have to chose a name for you," she said. "We can't just going around calling you 'MudWing', now can we?" "What would you call me? ....Muddy?" She asked with a questioning expression. "No, no, no that will NOT be your name. We need something mysterious, but memorable, and reflects your personality," "What about... Forgetful? Or... Can't-Even-Remember-Her-Own-Name?" "I've got it! Your name will be Nostalgia," "Nostalgia. I like that." Said the newly-named dragon. ~~~ A MudWing wakes up un the middle of the desert, stranded, wounded and no memory of her own and left to survive the dunes with no help but her own. A rumor of a hybrid uprising in the Scorpion Den, and whispers of a ruthless leader wanting justice for all the half-breed dragons of Pyrrhia who have been shunned and hunted for decades. A dragon tries to figure out what her life was and who she knew, and finds a disturbing connection to dragons who she shouldn't know, and secrets she could never dream of are revealed. A forgotten MudWing, searching to find her past. An unusual SkyWing, trying to help a friend. A trapped hybrid, caught on both sides. A hurt SandWing, looking for the one she loves. And a relentless leader, attempting to restore balance. What could happen? ~~~ This hopefully a good WoF fanfiction, but you never know. The ideas and and plot belong to me, please don't steal them, and I apologize if they seem similar to your work, I did not copy. Cover art fully belongs to me, do not steal, copy or claim as your own. Hope you enjoy, and please read my book!

These are my compilations of 100 words short stories. Critics and comments are welcome.

This is my first ever collection of poems that are truly heartbreaking and the bridge to unfold to you the bewildering pain love can cause to a person. Stay tuned and hope you like it :)

In the motions words still my frenzy. In the silence they learn to breathe. When I lose them I lose my footing; when I find them, I find I'm free. A collection of personal poems. This will be updated as I write, which will unfortunately be extremely sporadic :)

There is a question I have always been meaning to ask. Which string did Destiny tie us with? Was it red ? Or was it black? Red stands for passion, meant to be. Black stands for evil, meant to be apart. But is that all to these colors? _____________________________ Update Schedule : One chapter every Friday. Enjoy!

*SONG BY: Decyfer Down *WRITTEN in: Jack and Gabe's POV* It has been long that they had not said what they held back all this years. Unsaid feelings linger when it was not needed made by the distant they both felt during their days in the Organization and the let lose of something held inside way to long. Will the bond between will start to be re-new again?

There was a time when we used to depend on each other for every wee stuff of our lives.. when our mums prepared lunch not only for ourselves, but for all those other siblings of mine who were ever hungry whenever I opened my lunchbox. ... We shared an ever strong bond and loved each other more than lovers! But then... all at once, future took over .. and we were siblings no more... and alas, maybe mere strangers...

Jack Taylor has been through a lot in his long life. From growing up in a small town in Oregon, to fighting in the war, to his various careers that took him across the world. He discovers a unique ability, however. He can re-live his past, but as he soon discovers, some things are just written in stone.

Just some thoughts put into words that I cannot bear to forget.

Poem about a long lost love and a train...

[A JEON JUNGKOOK ONESHOT] Memories of the past are calls of the future. Some urge you to seek the hidden truth while others let you bask in the lost essence of youth.

The end of winter break was only a week or so ago, and more importantly Paul Hunham had been fired from Barton just as long ago. Angus went back to the routine of his school life until an incident during PE brought him to confront how he's been feeling ever since his former teacher left. CHP. 1 - 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘴 𝘛𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘺. CHP. 2 - 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘴'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥.