Love
I saw you at first sight
Plain love can stand fleeting years Along the way, we have common memories. When I was young, the love that was as hot as fire was flat, and love was transformed into family affection. I no longer feel that it is a blasphemy of love. Now, I enjoy this love like family affection. Such a love, more understanding and tolerance. When love is plain, stop complaining and learn to enjoy love in plain.
By Stefanie Keen4 years ago in Fiction
The Island of New Green:
The Island of New Green has a scarlet secret: when the black shark migration arrives to its shores and the seasonal summer tourists flock to its beaches, the Summer Mothers return, too. Carried by the tide into the arms of their wives, husbands, mothers, lovers, sisters, and brothers. The summer Mothers spend a few short weeks on land before the curse that afflicts them drives them into the sea once more. Afterall, they are cursed sea sirens. Sea sirens translates to women who reside in “McMansion” suburbia during the winter and beach cottage life during the summer. They are not overly tan, but some of their daughters are.
By Danielle Urciullo4 years ago in Fiction
Shaziah, The Witch Princess
The kingdom had always been a peaceful one, so when news of an attack reached the castle, it was not taken lightly, but rather with shock and dismay. Azrinax had always prided itself on being friends with its neighbors and with being diplomats for the cause of peace. Why were they being attacked? In the days that followed it would soon be apparent why.
By Shaziah Rose Elder4 years ago in Fiction
Dear Mom
1/18/10 Dear Mom, A lot's changed since you left, dad's always upset. I don't know where you've gone, Father Thomas said that you're in a better place. He said I would see you soon. I can't wait mommy! We'll have so much fun! Just like we used to. We'll go to the ice cream shop on the corner, I'd get the cup and all the flavors, and you'd get a sundae, just like we used to. It'd be so much fun! I miss coming home and smelling your cookies. My favorite was always the Double Chocolate Special you would make. Then, I'd see them sitting on the stove, and I would walk over and say they were my favorite. You would always forget. Silly mommy! I can't wait to see you again. I know daddy misses you. He's cried a lot since you left. I can't wait to see you again mommy!
By Lorelai Breedlove4 years ago in Fiction
Hey Mama
Hey Mom, I never told you this before, but I’m the one who broke that window. Yeah, I know. I blamed it on my brother. He was always rowdy, so it was easy to pin the blame on him. While we’re on the subject, I’m also the one who drank your secret wine stash and got that scratch on your car. I know I blamed it all on him, and I did appreciate that you 100% believed me! I guess I just had a trustworthy face. Anyway, I did a lot of stupid things as a teenager. Whenever you asked me who damaged what and so on… it was probably me. I can’t remember everything, but I was a bit wild. I know that you knew I was a bit wild, but I don’t think you knew exactly how wild I was.
By Emilie Turner4 years ago in Fiction
Flower of Embers
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. For so long it had laid barren until a single flower sprung from its center. A pulse of magic and wonder radiated from its glowing petals and into its roots, spreading throughout the land. The flower resembled that of a burning ember and, as if in natures response to its bloom, dragons began to populate the untouched, rolling green pastures. The magnificent, winged creatures lived in the Valley peacefully for millennia and it had become the dragons most sacred space as it was where they always returned to raise their hatchlings year after year. The young dragons would draw upon the natural magic of the land as they grew to be able to breathe their first dragon fire before moving on to distant lands all over the world. Then suddenly, the Valley was discovered.
By A. L. Benware4 years ago in Fiction
The Myth of Dragon Valley
There weren't always dragons in the valley. But the story of how they arrived changes depending on who you ask. I always knew that it had something to do with the darkness that you can feel as soon as you get close to the valley entrance.
By Elijah Davis4 years ago in Fiction
