Forum: Member Writings

Love. The clouds scudded across the sky as though the whole world was locked into fast motion. Leaves, yellow, umber and brown swirled in the...

I look around hoping to find you........ unfamiliar faces walk by me with... unfamiliar scents unfamiliar voices. Instead....I see me...

(I heard it on the BBC at 4am...therefore)... SPANISH TERRORIST CHARACTER GOES PING I HAVE PAID HERE A LOT

I don't recall meeting her, she was just there. Beautiful, dark; yet pale, if that makes sense. Her arms were covered in scars, that she never...

have a go. :) Expressing deep personal emotion or observations 　 turgid and bland urbane urban sky its perimeter set to let civilization...

I sit on my ruck, eating an MRE. My boots are still stiff leather, the laces crisply tied and the polish shiny black. I look at the other...

Through the dark and cold filled night I fight on forward into the light Battle weary and blood stained boots Angel of death collecting his loot...

Everyday that she doesnt talk to me My heart cracks just a little Every screen thats devoid of her Many questions come from the middle Open...

Falling from memory Stealing for pain The shelter dangerous Nobody the same Reaching for nothing Islands of insane Life features loneliness...

Silouettes made of red crystal Flesh and bone wontonly slain Shattered dream lay stricken Lonely agony shall not refrain Sordid memory...

It`s 0745 Clear morning, patroling, mission is clear patrol and watch for movements. oh shit what was that. a team member goes down.

How Cpl. Jones went Home God, it's hot. My socks are wet, boots drenched in sweat. I remember cologne. Heh. Sweet memories. Got an FNG...

Been here, two days. Gravy mission, watch for any movement from this village. Contra symp's, no prob. I nestled in to the roots, and just...

The Last Unicorn. Yesisha moved through the brush quickly, her dress catching on the gnarled fingers of wood and tearing it in places. Scratches...

With the wind in her hair, she glides smoothly over the dancing grass. Trailing wildly behind her,like a silk sail in a building storm. The...

The Beast Within No light, no sound, just the sense of being not alone. I must keep moving, the prime directive drives me forever forward into...

Rachelle trudged down the stone corridor, lit eerily by sconces projecting from the walls every few feet. A cold draught entered through narrow slits...