When the clouds blotted out the sun, and the ground turned black with death, the Sunholder began to build his tower. Rotting wind and doubt buffeted him day and night, but it didn’t stop him from rising the next day to continue his work by candlelight. Those few who still breathed on the earth saw …
Author's Note: Now that I'm actually going for the English creative writing major, I have some assignments I can start sharing! So here's the first flash fiction on the site, as well. Let's see if you can figure out what the prompt was! To the New York City Chief of Police James Buchanan, This is …
and when the alarm pulls us from sleep, i’ll do everything i can to make it last a little longer. thirty minutes left and we had things to do, but you’ll press your face into my neck and i’ll let you sleep. twenty-five minutes left and i’m awake with an eye on the clock, more …
Drabble Inspired by //Banks by Lincoln// And no matter what I do, I can never find a place where this feels right. I’m in a place in my life where I’m finally ready to leave all that I want behind, but my love, I wanted to bring you with me. Maybe your promises and our …
You’re sitting in your bedroom with the girl that you love. She’s trembling and shy in the privacy of that room, and your thoughts are coming slow under the weight of fear. You know that she loves you but there’s always been walls behind you and the people you care about. A blurry line where …
There are so many ways to tell someone that you love them. There’s love in the desperate need of a kiss. There’s love in the smile when you see each other. There’s love in the way you hold them close, love in the way that closeness feels like home. There’s love in the anchoring warmth …
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