The Apocalypse Storm Chapter 1Chapter I: Dangerous BusinessThe Apocalypse Storm Chapter 1
The sun was approaching the center of the sky. The sky was clear and blue, absent to all clouds. The weather was comfortable warmth, joined by a delicate breeze that made the day great for outdoor activity. The villagers of Charleston went about their day-to-day activities. Farmers harvested their ripe crops from the vast fields on the outskirts of the village. Children ran playfully in the fields of grass, chasing one another with joyful bliss.
The church bells rang, sending its echoes throughout the land. The bells signified high noon and also lunchtime. The wary vi
When a Pheonix Rises 1Part I “Life”When a Pheonix Rises 1
“No, I’m not going to give you a ride to your house, I have no time,” yelled the tall man with black, spiked hair as he gave a dirty look.
“Come on, I’ll give you gas money!” replied the persistent man as he made a politician smile. His tobacco yellow teeth seemed to shine as he smiled.
“Get a car! I’m four years younger than you and I have a truck!” he irritably replied, as if this question came up on a regular basis. The chubby man with the blonde hair dropped his face, realizing he didn’t always need to beg for rides home.
“I had a car,” he r
The Apocalypse Storm- IntroIt has been a long time since everything happened. I was so young and fragile, but the world waits for no one. Times were changing so fast, I couldn’t keep up with them. Times were peaceful, everyone lived a life of happiness and worried not about such things as war. In one short day, however, everything changed forever. I experienced so much death, so much pain, I just wanted a peaceful existence. It followed me like an obsessive stalker, desiring what I had against my will. What else could I do but confront it.The Apocalypse Storm- Intro
I ran and ran for as long as I could, but in the end, it found me. I couldn’t allow any more death, any more des
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See now; a bar room, just like a thousand others from the Sea of Ice to the Southern Deserts. A low ceiling with heavy beams, stained black by two hundred years of wood and tobacco smoke. Battered tables, wheelbacked chairs and settles all of age darkened oak filled the floor. To the left a bar, backed by barrels of ale, beer and wine; pewter tankards hanging in a rack. Over the ancient fireplace opposite hung a stuffed stag's head which had seen better days, and on the walls old stage wagon timetables, a number of rusting swords and axes and several indifferent and flaking paintings. The light
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your support has helped me a lot this past year and added more inspiration to my life to keep on writing.
thank you.
<3 Ivy
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"the life that is unexamined is not worth living" - plato
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"the life that is unexamined is not worth living" - plato
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
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I just wanted to check out your stuff and your poetry is beautiful.
You have such striking imagery and an incredible grasp of expression.
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Listen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don’t like – then cultivate it. That’s the only part of your work that’s individual and worth keeping. –Jean Cocteau
Now I'm in English...and as is customary during said class, I'm going to surf deviantART all period and ignore everything that the teacher says.
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~firesaber16985
-~It ain't over until the fat lady sings, and I just slit the bitch's throat.~-
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"If tears I should cry fall to the Earth, let the angels of my heart take them up and take my emotions to God."
-booga
~twotonearmy
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He had called her a goddess; To me, she was a way of life
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