No.As I try to crawl away from my cube, something tugs on my orange hair. It takes everything I have not to scream, but I do jump a bit. Then I realize that strands of my long hair were simply caught in the wires that have always gone through the walls. What's wrong with me today? I've sneaked out my cube a million times...well, actually only ten, but that's saying something in this awful place.No. by TopHatBigPencil
After taking a second to think about the usefulness of a ponytail, I go on, sticking to the walls with calculated steps and measured breaths. In the shadows of the dark halls, I'm able to notice other kids trying to make it to the end of the hall like me. Most of them have learned to become practically invisible, just like me, but a few seem to be breathing too loud. They desperately need to work on that if they want to make it in this current life. Reason being, the halls are so deathly quiet, if someone dropped a pin, heaven forbid, it would sound like a bomb went off.
Saturday, it meant having
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Chapter 45: Moved On
Kaiken and his pod swim through the sea, with his mate Umiato by his side, and his daughter, Savarna by her side. And an empty space on his other side that he still has trouble ignoring.
It has been almost approximately 3 years since the banishment of their Merrick. Without the presence of the Adra Triton by his side, Kaiken feels a sense of imbalance – as if his right arm has been severed off. Merrick may have ceased to exist, but there in lies the problem – it has indeed unfurled a balance. It has been so long since he had to instruct his son to pay attention, tell him to KNOW, not GUESS. He still remembers the look defiance when he had to break his son’s own trident in half, as punishment for becoming exiled.
And then there was that human. Kaiken still has no idea why he even put himself on the land in the first place, it’s not like he could’ve go out and look for him – he doesn’t know how to walk. And that h
The Book Of Life: The First Prologue - Chapter 3The discovery of the blown out candle and the toll it had on her body came together in seconds. When Osvaldo had vanished, she’d already dropped to the floor, candies spilling everywhere. She clutched her chest, and her heart came to a stop. Her body writhed in pain, nails digging into her dress, and hot tears flooding her eyes. She couldn’t breathe, so she could not speak or cry out. The pain in her body matched the pain in her heart – the dead would not be allowed to rest in peace, and those that deserved to be remembered would be lost forever. Humanity had the right to be happy, and now that chance was gone.hypermegatailsfan
Memories were the most precious things in the world, more valuable than land and power. She didn’t want to forget the little girl who saved money for her brother’s birthday present, she didn’t want to forget the kind customers who flooded her shop, and most of all, she didn’t want to forget Osvaldo. His image stayed in her mind, hi
The Book Of Life: The First Prologue - Chapter TwoLong, long ago, when this world was fresh and new, the Candlemaker create his first candles. Plants, animals, humans, all that could live started their lives here. The Candlemaker was pleased with his work, but he soon realized that these lives could not last forever – the earth simply wouldn’t have the space for all those future generations. The living deserved a place for when they were no longer living. However, the Candlemaker did not know what this place should be. He ultimately decided to ask the humans for their ideas.hypermegatailsfan
Now as you know, Mexico is the center of the universe, and this is where humanity first blossomed. In a tiny village, known as El Comienzo, the first children of the world had become adults, families had started, and no one had yet to die. It all started one hot day when all of the villagers were outside, toiling hard under the bright sun. At first no one noticed the ground beginning to rumble, but as the rumble got harder and louder, everyone stopped
The Book Of Life: The First Prologue - Chapter OneThe museum was ready to close up for the day. The lights shut off one by one, and the tour guides bid each other a good night. The security was lax, which was no one noticed the small figure outside pressed up against the exterior of the museum. That was the intent, of course. She didn’t want to be seen – not yet. She held her breath, watching the moving shadows behind the glass doors. She waited as they faded, perhaps taking a back entrance. Now was a good chance.hypermegatailsfan
She moved slowly against the wall, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. There was the ‘trick wall’, a delightful illusion, just as described by her classmates. Beyond this unusual entrance she would get the answers she sought. Still taking slow, careful steps, she walked in, and was covered in darkness. She hadn’t counted on this part – she fumbled, trying to find the walls, hoping to put her hand on it and use it to guide her way forward. She held out her hands, trying to feel h
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It was with an odd sense of relief that Minnie went back to school, ready to put the last few days behind her. With the semester slowly coming to an end, everything appeared to have calmed down, and Minnie even started humming to herself as she walked down the familiar hallway. Why shouldn't she be happy? Their enemies had been defeated, her friends were safe, and despite the accidental bite, she wasn't a vampire. The only thing wrong with the day was that she was still hungry, despite having a large breakfast that morning. She merely shrugged it off, and when she saw Donald and Daisy turn a corner in front of her, she happily greeted them, and was given plenty of hugs by her witch friend.
"I was so worried, Minnie!" Daisy shook her friend by the shoulders back and forth, while Donald merely waved. "I stayed up all night, thinking about what I was going to do if you became a vampire! It's such a miracle that you're still
|I've been drawing since I was eight and I really enjoyed it. Mostly I draw characters in manga form, and then I have the urge to find out how this person ended up this way so I write entire stories about them. It get's tough, what with writer's block and then messing up the character no matter what I do, but I want to write stories and become an author, so I keep at it. I hope to see amazing pieces of art and meet just as amazing people. Anything you may want to know, just ask. I'm happy to answer questions. (^,^)|