Verso Histoires

With the mission to break the cycle, a new expedition is set to sail after Gommage's Day. Enlisted with people full of motivation and years of preparation, all the citizens of Lumière place again their hopes of a new year in them. Will they succeed in removing their curse ? Or are they heading towards an inevitable death like the previous expeditions ? Who knows. And what would happen if a mysterious young man from another place appeared the day before the Gommage ? Is it going to be an opportunity for him to see the world in other colours than black and white ? It's a story of the mix of two works: "Clair Obscur: Expedition 33" X "Ayanokoji Kiyotaka(COTE)". I do not own any character of both franchises. All credit goes to Syougo Kinugasa for the Classroom of the Elite Light Novel character and to Sandfall Interactive for the videogame and the lore.

You became friend with the expeditionner Sciel only two day before the gommage. Well... Friend is a big word but you could say you became aware of each other only two day before the gommage. The continent is deadly, you might die, cry or fall in love. A clair obscur fanfiction 'idk if it class into fanfiction but oh well'

Taking place at the beginning of Act 3 of Clair Obscur: Expedition 33, Sciel and Lune grapple with old struggles, new revelations, and the meaning of it all.

Un poemario escrito desde el dolor y la rabia.

Verso Dessendre, heir to a dynasty of painters, does not bear the weight of his heritage with pride, but with exhaustion. In a family that speaks the language of colors and creating, he is a silent note-a pianist whose music has long ago stopped bringing him joy, the son who feels no calling to paint. His world is one of gilded obligations, and Verso moves through this tense atmosphere like a ghost in his own home, the living heir to a future that seems like a beautifully decorated prison. He never believed he would create anything of his own. He saw only night, until the dawn became a color he could feel. ********* !!! Please be advised that this story is under continuous revision and active editing. This means the plot and characters may evolve, and some narrative threads are subject to change as the tale develops.!!!!! Hi. I haven't seen many fanfics about Verso, so I decided to create one. More or less close to the story from the game, but also within the historical framework of the 19th/20th century. I hope you'll like it. Enjoy!!

Limerencia, estado mental involuntario el cual es resultado de una atracción romántica por parte de una persona hacia otra, combinada con una necesidad imperante y obsesiva de ser respondido de la misma forma. O como se la suele conocer, la enfermedad del amor. Posiblemente todos hayamos estado en esta situación con una persona, pero en este caso la limerencia está dirigida hacia el arte. Aquí recogeré todas las líneas y versos que surjan por y para el arte, convirtiendo esto en un maravilloso circuito circular de amor y pura magia del que espero podáis ser partícipes, y disfrutar de ello.

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Escrita en verso, la demencia de Lincoln Loud y como ejerce su profesión para ver sonreír al mundo

¿Dónde quedaron mis otros poemas?

Cuando los recuerdo dañan, las ilusiones se esfuman y los sueños se rompen con la persona que se ama

Um pequeno texto? Uma poesia? Palavras curtas? Não sei. Só sei que eu escrevi tudo o que estou sentindo. Espero que goste!

Tengo un demonio agarrado a mi espalda...

Poema (Haiku) en español

Son algunos poemas o escritos que yo lo he hecho con mucho cariño . Espero les guste. Los ama su escritora.

No cabe duda de que llegaste a mi vida a ser la inspiracion que le hacia falta a mis letras. esta mezcla de amores y dolores que me hacen respirar cada dia, no eres mas que un muso del que tengo el recuerdo de la sonrisa y los momentos a tu lado. Eres el amanecer de las letras que hacia tiempo no lograban salir . no las eh perdido aun...

la poesia, verso como nunca solo dejate llevar por el color del boligrafo...

Estos poemas han sido escritos al observar el sufrimiento de mis amigos, de mis parientes, o de mis conocidos. Muy pocos reflejan el mío. Sin embargo, podés encontrarte en los versos, y ver en mis poemas tu sufrimiento. Dejo a cada persona encontrar lo que quiera en la prosa. ¡Disfrutá de la lectura!