prose
Primal
Oh, my beauty, my angel with your hair like fire and your skin of cream, I want to drown myself in you, in your eyes, so wide and round and the way you whimper makes me crazy. At last you’re mine, all mine. I know you love me too by the way you are breathing--gasping. You play the game of trying to get away but your movements just make me lose myself in you.
Free Association Write #1: Trying to get through my creative block
Big girl, you ate the neighbors. You didn’t stop with the yard, or the house, or the sun, you consumed everything and now you’re begging for more, this unquenchable hunger will consume you too in the end.
Random Write #1
When you’ve just got to get right down into it, the meat of the matter, with all the passion and fire and flame that is in your heart, and ignore the literary devices and the spelling, and even, if there isn’t a word for it, invent that word, just get it down, recreate that experience for someone, that’s what I want to do. But now I’m starting to believe that’s impossible.
Alantha and Linear: Linear's Death part 1
Alantha slowly walked over to her bed, slightly disgruntled about being so old, but there was really nothing she could do about it.
First Generation: Becoming Meatbags
Now you have entered the rambling labrynth that was my mind when I was a teen.
This section contains the story bits that were written about the first Emelets becoming semi-mortal. Not that I ever really could figure out if they WERE mortal or not. Or what the limitations were on their immortality.
This section contains the story bits that were written about the first Emelets becoming semi-mortal. Not that I ever really could figure out if they WERE mortal or not. Or what the limitations were on their immortality.
Water's Fall
The tolling of the clock bell seemed to grow slower, the space between each ring lengthening. Noon. Sea colored bangs fell before crystalline blue eyes as he bowed his head. Was time slowing in sympathy to his breaking heart? Or was it merely perception that made it seem that way?
He wanted to look away, but the walls would not let him. Walls of mother of pearl, their colors swirling into intricate patterns, the currents of the sea.
Because She Couldn't Sleep
Lightning shattered the darkness that was blacker than the pits of hell. The shocking bright reflected off a pair of golden eyes set in a pale face, their circular pupils shrinking as if in fear of the light. The owner of those eyes did not flinch, simply blinked slowly, long lashes casting shadows across pale cheeks in the next flash of lightning.
“Aloria?”
The eyes glanced to the side.
Aloria and Clen
AN: I tried to remove the fanfic elements from this - mostly names and references to something I was practically obsessed with back when I wrote this. I may have missed some, though.
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Overview of the Universe
Billions of centuries ago there was a great burst of light and out of that light came an eternal being, the White Dragon of the Universe, as this eternal being of power was later known as. In the White One's shadow came the Black One. Also eternal, this being was later know as the Black Hole Dragon. This being did not follow it's other when the White One turned to the Light, the Black One turned toward the Dark and became evil in every way.
