Lizzy Rose
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I am a poet, fiction/fantasy writer, as well as a cosplayer and cover singer on Tiktok, Instagram and Youtube. You can find me elsewhere at the link below!
https://linktr.ee/lizzyrose12
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Dear 1306. First Place in Letters of Gratitude Challenge. Top Story - November 2024.
Dear 1306, For so long, I did not know myself. I lived my life aimlessly, not understanding that I was in fact still here, that I had beat my own deadline for my life. Of course, I still reap the consequences of expecting such a swift end. Every day is a gift, truly, as I breathe in the air and learn how to live again, how to live in ignorance of the sword that hangs over us all. These days, I simply pay no mind to it, just let it swing.
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Humans
The Fall of Styx
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The souls of Tartarus cheered in ecstasy as the forces holding them prisoner died down, and those of Elysium begged for aid as they were pulled forth ‘gainst their will. The true horror was Asphodel, as their typical moaning, groaning, and unenthused, hushed voices rose in a symphony of distress, uprooted from their peacefully average days. Each soul, regardless of their prior lodgings, howled in agony as they reached the last remaining shreds of barrier that coated the river’s surface and made up the gates of the Underworld. It clawed at them, wrestling to hold onto its prisoners as it was tasked to.
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Fiction
Life's Door
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. He remembered everything as he stood at the threshold of the cabin, remembered Alex’s face. His pleas for his lover to help him, to not leave him behind, haunted him. He'd hesitated approaching the door of the cabin they’d bought just after their wedding, and as the flames danced against the night sky — the beastly howl, Alex’s screams…
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Horror
Heaven's Fall
The ones who had fallen could not have fallen far. Honestly, Dallas knew how far any could fall. The stretch between the Heavenly Gates and the streets of Brooklyn was a treacherous one, and the land he had been forced to call home for the last 7 years even broader. How was he to know Earth was so vast?
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Fiction
