Archaeology of the Mind
Poems, freestyle, haiku and rhyming! (Haiku's grouped together as they are so short.) About various things, like stress, getting a gun pointed at your head, autumn and other such common topics.…
At the Opera House
In mere moments, Erik grasped Christine by the waist and pulled her under his protective dark cloak. There, pressed against his chest he moved into the shadows of the wings, Christine blinked at the sudden darkness, grasped Erik's firm arm around her waist with her hands, then struggled to see what was happening through the thick folds of his cloak."Come out ghost!" A slurred voice called out. "I know you're there, and that pretty ballet rat too."This is a ROUGH DRAFT of my fanfiction of Phantom of the Opera. Parts will be added and taken away and chnged without warning. Do not expect a perfect story. I am very much still experimenting. Thank you!…
Windy Stories
A collection of short stories.…
Crystal Graphics
I do profile pictures, profile banners, covers. Premades are also available. Current State: [x] Open []Closed to catch up [] Closed forever DISCLAIMER: I reserve the right to refuse any requests.…
Perfection
Diana was a perfectionist.And it wasn't the mind set.It was her species.It was her life.The Perfectionist's were a supposedly perfect race. One with no mistakes, no war, no disagreements.They were perfect in every way.And how to you make a species this way?They call it New Years Resolution.Starting at the age of five, a child is expected to say one of its flaws, then it is burned into their skin as a tattoo. Over the year the child works to destroy that weakness. As the flaw is destroyed, the tattoo fades.But if the tattoo is still there at the end of the year. The day before the new year the child is killed.The survival rate is 21%.Diana has made it through thirteen New years.She is sure her fourteenth will be her last.Critiqued by @jgfairytales.…
Peace
What if, in a world of chaos, someone found peace?…