| You don't have to delve too deep into my gallery to see this is slightly hypocritical coming from me but I really hope I've changed now. I just want to help everyone else. |
| You don't have to delve too deep into my gallery to see this is slightly hypocritical coming from me but I really hope I've changed now. I just want to help everyone else. |


Casey Withers part five finaleCasey's eyes were open and a vague image was being sent to her brain through the various electrical signals, though they were confused and scattered on arrival by the effects of fatigue and drug. She saw a shadowy pattern, silhouettes that weaved and moved and scuttled across her line of site and an orb of light that danced through pirouettes and prances. The voices in her head were finally agreeing, they both screamed at her to get up, to run and she tried to open her mouth to ask them why but there didn't seem to be enough energy in her body. Emotion, lack of sleep, alcohol and other drugs were all taking their effect now and Casey's body wCasey Withers part five finale


Casey Withers part four"And then my mom was all shouting and stuff and then..." Casey's voice trailed off and her eyes grew distant. "Hey, are you okay?" Mike asked, poking her in the fore-head.Casey Withers part four
Casey turned and vomited loudly into a patch of long grass, somehow managing to hold her hair out of the path of the spray.
"I am now." She giggled and swilled her mouth out with some more alcohol.
Casey and Mike were sitting in a clearing in the woodland that surrounded their local Town Park. They drank from cans and bottles, discarding the empties among the piles of others left by the previous young people to sit there. The only sounds tha


Casey Withers Part threeThe enticing aroma of fresh coffee hung in the air, calling in tired business people and elderly women for their next caffeine hit. Casey sat on a metal bench, music playing loudly through earphones. She attracted frowns and stares from passers-bye, to them she was just another "young person" and they gripped their purses a little tighter as they walked by. Whenever she noticed their stares she simply smiled sweetly before going back to trying to burn a hole in the floor with her eyes. As she sat she began to wonder why she had agreed to meet with Mike.Casey Withers Part three
'Is it just pity? Or do I really want to be his friend?' She pondered, chewing her


Casey Withers part twoCasey sighed and tapped the refresh button again. She sat cross-legged with the keyboard across her lap and scratched her nose as she waited for the page to load. For what seemed like the hundredth time that night the words, "No new messages" appeared on the screen and Casey shoved the keyboard from her legs.Casey Withers part two
"Face it, nobody wants to talk to you." She told herself.
"They all hate you." Part of her mind whispered.
"Mike doesn't." A second part added.
"Of course not, he wants to get in your pants." The first retorted with an audible sneer. "He said he loved you." The second pressed, obviously ignori
| I think this is my first finished series of prose pieces on here, please read, and let me know whether you like it or not, if you don't like it then say so ^^ |


Hawkwind Part ThreeThe long wail of a horn cut through the smoky haze of the morning air, summoning its inhabitants to its origin, a small bearded man an aide to the kings adviser - who looked distinctly out of place among the larger masculine warriors. There followed the loud murmur that was the sound of thousands of men complaining of the early start and the various clatters as they gathered weapons and pulled on armour.Hawkwind Part Three
Hawkwind swore and tossed the remains of his breakfast, a large rabbit, into the fire. Smithson winced at his friends use of such language - having been brought up as the son of a pious blacks


Hawkwind part two.Morning broke and the camp was beginning to rise from its slumbers. Fires were being lit from the previous nights embers to boil water for drinks and cook whatever the men could hunt in the open fields around them. Eckron, small scavenging birds, circled already in the sky, waiting for the scraps left behind and waiting for the battle they knew was to come. Other creatures scurried through the tents and supplies of the camp to steal any bits of food they could; earning a volley of curses and hastily thrown objects whenever they happened to be spotted.Hawkwind part two.
A gentle ray of light shone through a gap in the tents opening, tw


Hawkwind Part OneA man stood alone on the crest of a small hill. His broad shoulders and muscular frame defined him as a warrior, as did the sword thrust into the soil at his side and the large round shield strapped across his back. He gathered his long, ebony coloured hair with one and and tied it back with a strip of leather, throwing the ponytail over his shield.Hawkwind Part One
A red glow shone in the distance, the campfires of an army so large that the lights rivalled that of Ka, the great sun god, as she arose every dawn. The warrior knew that at the next rise of Ka that army would begin it's journey to his lands, he knew there would be battle and h


Hawkwind - PrologueRiver fell to the floor, one hand on her swollen stomach and as the pain wrenched through her again she knew what was happening. The baby was coming.Hawkwind - Prologue
"Someone fetch the Witchnurse, it's ready." She called.
The stunned villagers around her new exactly what she meant and a young warrior by the name of Dragonfly disappeared with a speed to match his name. River lay back and moaned to release her pain, she had vowed to her child that she would not cry during his birth so that he would be born a strong man nd so she held back the tears now.
Witchnurse, a haggard old woman rumoured to be over two hundred winters old, appeared b
| My newest little project, a fantasy story about a warrior named Hawkwind. |


Royal OceanThe Royal Ocean carved her way through tall waves with the majesty that her name deserved. Her captain stood tall at the wheel, staring ahead at the ship they had chased for three days. His back was straight and his face was a fierce mask of concentration, to any outside observer he would have seemed the picture of bravery, a statue standing tall and proud but inside he was quaking like a scared child. With two loud thumps and shudders, the ship's bow chasers fired, throwing themselves back violently onto their braces, coughing smoke into the air. The shots fell short of their target, each raising a small plume of the sea ahead.Royal Ocean


A self portrait in words.He wakes to the sound of his mother telling him that he's going to be late for college and, mumbling "fuck off" under his breath, he opens his eyes to the morning. The fatigue of only having had an hour of sleep is the first thing to hit him, making him want to vomit suddenly but he holds it in. Turning over to face the wall to avoid some of the glare of artificial light burning into tired eyes he racks his brain to try and figure out what day it is. He decides it's probably a Friday and sighs as his mind reminds him of the essay he was supposed to have written. Turning over again to try and wake himself up a little his cheeks presA self portrait in words.


Welcome to the end.This is the deep dark forest where the shadows of broken dreams waltzWelcome to the end.
And tango between black barked trees that are never in leaf To the sounds of people crying.
The dawn chorus is just the echoes of the last moments
Of nightmares from the night before As the inhabitants wake screaming for their loss.
There is no such thing as smiling.
The smell of addiction, stale cigarette smoke and alcohol lingers in the air Visibly curling amongst the sharp odour of someone who has given up completely Unwashed and unclean.
Breathing is just an unfortunate, undesi


Never mind.I never thought that it was so difficult to bottle up emotion I did it for so long without knowing Never cried Just laughed and smiled and kept right on goin'Never mind.
Held my head up high and got on with it As the fists rained down and the kicks came in The abuse, whether physical or verbal, never got me down.
I think my bottle got smashed in the end So full right up to the top that it couldn't hold any more in Shards of glass tearing open wounds inside my chest Now I can't put anything in.
Blood is thicker than water But tears cause more pain coming out An


Broken part 18We eventually decided on something to watch. Since we had watched all of the movies that she owned, we thought we would watch something on TV.Broken part 18
Janie found the guide and viewed the movie channels. Our favourite movie of all time was on The sweetest thing. I loved that movie, always made me happy.
WOO! Weve so got to watch this! Janie Squealed I know, feels like its been years since the last time I saw this. It was true, it did feel like years...
In fact it felt like I hadnt hung out at Janies for years.
Right I


Searching My heart stopped abruptly as I watched him plunge into the ocean beneath us, a silver dagger enclosed in his chest. He looked at me as he fell, and for a moment, I saw the reflection of myself, mirrored in his glassy eyes. I looked scared, lost, heart-broken. That wasn't the person I was used to seeing everyday in the mirror.Searching
Tears built up behind my lids, as I struggled to stay upright. I couldn't let him fall on his own, I couldn't leave without saying goodbye. So I edged closer to the tip of the cliff, my back to the open air, a gun held metres away from my body. I smiled as I reached the edge and fell, delicately


All I care AboutWhy does this hurt so much? I cant even look at your picture without crying Why did that smile fade away? I would've done anything to help you To keep that smile on your face But I'm too late I wasn't there when you needed me Though I'm not sure you even wanted me there or not Why am I losing you? I know you don't want to leave... You didn't want to hurt me, But this is killing me I cant save you, But I cant give up I cant bring you back, But I cant let you go It wasn't supposed to be like this Remember...? With you around I wasn't suppAll I care About


A frenzyHis lips, like ice against my neck, make me tremble unwillingly, as his touch glides across my throat. He pauses suddenly at the very center, and holds my face, brushing my hair back around my ear. I feel him take in a deep breath, and sigh as he inhales the scent of my blood. The cool air from his breath, leaves a tingling sensation, I lose my steadiness on my feet, as I inhale the sweet aroma. He rubs his nose softly at the hollow of my throat, and chuckles heavily to himself, I open my eyes at the sudden excitement, and meet his delicious eyes, staring backA frenzy
by £deviantWEAR| Pwease... I'd be your besest fwend forever!!! |
| I am me, it's a simple fact. I may not be the smartest, most attractive, most interesting person around but I'd like people to try to get to know me anyway. I've been told by a bunch of people that the first time they met me they didn't really like me but now they really do. I guess it's my appearance, I generally don't try my best to look my best because to be honest, if all you care about is what is on the outside then I'm not going to get along with you anyway. I prefer to get to know people from what is inside, nothing on the outside matters that much. Of course if someone looks good I might compliment them on it and people that I see in person I try to compliment whenever they do look good. Basically I think that people judge on appearance to much and if you judge me by my appearance then you won't try to get to know me, that's why I choose not to have a picture in my deviantID, though there are two in my gallery. I think that's because I don't think how I look defines me at all. Anyway, enough rambling, that's me, like it or lump it ^^ |
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"An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile
A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile
I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines
I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life" - Rise Against. Survive.
I'm not ashamed of being myself.
i look forward to reading it
Glad you like it xD
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"An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile
A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile
I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines
I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life" - Rise Against. Survive.
I'm not ashamed of being myself.
I love ur writing stuff (: It's really good
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"An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile
A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile
I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines
I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life" - Rise Against. Survive.
I'm not ashamed of being myself.
im here to spread the love 8D haaha kidding XP
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