"- Não, sabemos que isso não é verdade. E no fundo, você de tortura por não resistir a mim. Mesmo sabendo de tudo que eu já fiz você ainda sente tesão quando eu te toco, quando eu fodo você. - alcançou o meu ponto fraco ao sussurrar aquilo no meu ouvido com a voz extremamente rouca."
2 May 06, 2019, 12:13 1Embárcame en una nave que se quiebre, que vuele a una galaxia inhóspita. Llévate en tus ojos las libertades que anhelé. Pon mi espíritu en un cuerpo que esté en mil pedazos, sea un fantasma que no halle descanso. Deflagra mis deseos e imperfecciones, hasta que olvide lo que alguna vez soñé. Lo entiendo.
13 September 10, 2020, 02:10 3No duele. Casi libera. El suelo es frío. La bañera hierve. Estoy viva. Tú has decidido que vale la pena componer para la muerte. Se ensancha la partitura. Contemplo con dulzura tus labios fríos. Es hermoso verte sonreír por última vez en el culmen de tu talento divino. Algo de tu música queda en mí, en los rizos que se ahogan en un cuerpo líquido. Para alargar la mano y cerrar tus ojos debo romper la barrera del sonido. Partitura, hermosa partitura que he disfrutado desde un suelo frío.
13 September 04, 2020, 12:51 6Auto y conductora como una sola en la evocación que lleva los dedos a recorrer mi interior con una urgencia que raya en la violencia; y Honey ronronea como solo un auto viejo puede hacerlo al momento de alcanzar el orgasmo, cada vez más triste al sentirme cada vez más sola.
15 September 07, 2020, 21:00 3Golpeó con cansancio y una pizca de furia aquel artefacto. 2:15 AM Abrió los ojos pesadamente y miró hacia arriba, de nuevo aquella llamada, de nuevo aquella remembranza hacia tiempos en los que todo parecía ser más sencillo. 2:15 AM hora en la que tenía que cumplir. 2:15 AM cada día, durante 349 años. En ocasiones bromeaba consigo mismo diciendo que seguramente moriría a esa hora... pero luego su sonrisa se apagaba al recordar que no podía morir. 2:15 AM la alarma sonó denuevo.
8 July 16, 2021, 08:30 0But when happiness fails And the pain is all that remains When there's not even a single light And the silence is in reality filled with screams and cries Then life is still a beautiful romantic work of art But not for you Because you know the three, hell, heaven and purgatory, exist in here And you had to live the worst one
6 August 16, 2020, 20:58 0Mutants look like they may have once been from a humanoid. Perhaps even human at one time. It has four arms, no eyes and it's flesh looks like it is just muscle alone. The sight is ghastly. When it screeches it's rumored to be the most devastating sound, that it could even cause one to go deaf, let alone it's ability to swing with electrical currents. This creature is considered extremely dangerous and should never be approached. They walk like humans, so be warned at nighttime of their shadows.
3 October 10, 2022, 23:11 0First time I saw her she was like a bewitching beauty. From hour glass body to smooth milky skin.She was perfect. She was my younger brother's fiance's twin.They were identical twins but a certain feature differentiated her from her sister. The mole at the corner of her lips.It looked so appetizing that I wanted to kiss it badly. Unable to hold myself back I proposed her .Surprisingly she accepted my proposal. But if she had rejected me then things have taken a dark turn .
5 January 12, 2024, 16:27 0Miller approached and took Nires by the shoulder: —You said you didn't know what's ahead. Let me go first. If there's anything dangerous, I don't want you to be caught up front. Nires replied: —I also said it's not a dangerous place. I'll be fine. Miller took hold of the rope in Nires' hand. He had no intention of forcibly taking it, but Nires knowingly let go of the rope into his hand: —We should be cautions against even the smallest risks. I'll go down. Nires responded: —O...Okay.
6 February 25, 2024, 08:49 1Miller approached and took Nires by the shoulder: —You said you didn't know what's ahead. Let me go first. If there's anything dangerous, I don't want you to be caught up front. Nires replied: —I also said it's not a dangerous place. I'll be fine. Miller took hold of the rope in Nires' hand. He had no intention of forcibly taking it, but Nires knowingly let go of the rope into his hand: —We should be cautions against even the smallest risks. I'll go down. Nires responded: —O...Okay.
6 February 25, 2024, 08:49 1Six hours had elapsed, and he was utterly spent. If he gave up here, the boulder he had struggled to carry would roll all the way down. Not being able to see the summit was serving as a test of his psyche. If only he could lay eyes on his objective, he could set his mind to attain it. However, not being able to see the top meant he didn't know how much further he had to go. Maybe it was just ahead? Perhaps he was still at the beginning? This uncertainty was taunting him to let go, to yield.
7 September 29, 2023, 18:03 0Six hours had elapsed, and he was utterly spent. If he gave up here, the boulder he had struggled to carry would roll all the way down. Not being able to see the summit was serving as a test of his psyche. If only he could lay eyes on his objective, he could set his mind to attain it. However, not being able to see the top meant he didn't know how much further he had to go. Maybe it was just ahead? Perhaps he was still at the beginning? This uncertainty was taunting him to let go, to yield.
7 September 29, 2023, 18:03 0Miller: —So, you're the thief who stole our belongings. I'll say it just once, kindly return the stones you have. Creature: —I'm sorry, but I can't give them back to you just yet. There's something I need to take from you in return. Miller: —What do you want? Creature: —Vengeance...
8 October 08, 2023, 11:00 0Miller: —So, you're the thief who stole our belongings. I'll say it just once, kindly return the stones you have. Creature: —I'm sorry, but I can't give them back to you just yet. There's something I need to take from you in return. Miller: —What do you want? Creature: —Vengeance...
8 October 08, 2023, 11:00 0Ganzfeld: -I've never seen it with my own species, but there used to be a situation among ancient humans called homosexual relationships. Basically they were attracted to some other human of the same gender! Miller: -So what? Ganzfeld: -You don't understand, Miller! For the continuation of humanity, you need to reproduce! If Lumina is interested in another female, that means she has no interest in males, meaning, in you! If this is the case, how are we supposed to bring back humanity?!
3 December 31, 2023, 19:52 0I heard someone say "you're not afraid of the dark, you're only afraid of what's in it". I for myself never been afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of the light sneaking into the dark, giving birth to weird dancing shadow creatures, trying to grab you by your feet. The dark smoothly surrounds you, wraps you in it's cozy blanket, safe from all.
2 September 18, 2022, 12:43 5"The longer the night becomes, the darker your heart evolves".
5 November 25, 2021, 21:01 0Not everyone's relationship starts out perfect and bright, some may have to endure an unbelievable fight; You may even have to travel through someone else's dark side in order to find their light... However take heed Tread lightly, move swiftly their dark side could damage your soul in this fight... never ever let someone else's dark side smother your light... RJW
6 January 26, 2022, 23:59 0My head is spinning, anger, hate, depression.I want to hit something, brake it into a million pieces.I want to hate something, anything.I want darkness, quiet, peace.The spinning stops, but the anger is there.I can't help it!My fist makes contact with the wall.Release washes over me, a new pain, a pain other than the turmoil inside.One drop, two drops, three drops of blood stain the floor beneath my feet.The anger, hate, depression, gone, filled with the new pain, the release, back into reality
3 July 10, 2022, 15:33 0Les feuilles virevoltent tel une mini tornade près du sol de pierre de l'immense château abandonné, situé quelque part en pleine forêt. Dans ce bâtiment, dont quelques pan de mur se sont effondrés, le silence qui régnait auparavant dans la grande salle se brise par le frottement d'écailles contre le tas de feuilles mortes au sol. Une forme noir se glisse silencieusement entre d'épaisses colonnes de pierre, et siffle : —...le passé n'est pas un sablier avec lequel on se permets de jouer...
5 July 27, 2023, 16:27 0Le couloir à encore changé d'avis. Désormais, au lieu de proposer un chemin vers la gauche, il pivote directement sur la droite, d'où s'échappent quelques rayons de soleil. Il est déjà passé par ici, et il le sait. La croix noir dessiné maladroitement sur l'un des murs le prouve bien. Quant au soleil... L'homme se dirige vers la lumière en boitant, tout sourire. Enfin... Enfin, il va pouvoir quitter cette endroit... CRAC ! Désert. Plus rien. « jE tE TiENs... »
4 July 27, 2023, 16:27 5— T'a fini ? demande l'homme en retirant la selle du dos d'un grand aigle marron tacheté de noir. L'autre homme ne répond pas, trop occupée à ôter le mord du bec du rapace. Le Fauconnier hausse les épaules puis part ranger l'objet en cuir dans la sellerie, laissant son compagnon seul avec la bête. — Bon travail, Zéphyr. fit-il en carressant affectueusement les plumes de l'aigle. Il jette un regard vers l'horizon, où l'on apperçoit des flammes s'élever au loin, puis murmure : — Non d'une lune...
4 July 27, 2023, 16:27 0Em um dia nublado e tempo chuvoso um simples rapaz de um bairro humilde da populosa cidade da poesia se apaixonou por uma linda moça franzina. Em uma troca de olhares compartilharam sentimentos naquele banco de praça de frente ao lago do parque que emanava versos apaixonantes e profundos, esquentando os corações do mais novo casal que se apaixonara naquele dia frio.
5 January 26, 2022, 02:27 0En el Reino de las Tinieblas, Jacob encontró el libro maldito que le prometía el poder más allá de sus sueños. Pero al hacer un deseo, se encontró atrapado en un lugar oscuro y tenebroso para siempre, habiendo traicionado su propia alma por el poder. Ahora, Jacob se da cuenta de que el verdadero precio de su deseo es mucho mayor de lo que nunca podría haber imaginado y maldice su ambición y avaricia. Horrores ocultan en las sombras del Reino de las Tinieblas esperando a ser liberados.
4 January 04, 2023, 23:38 0Everyone experiences some downfalls in life; yet the first one is the hardest to get up from. Miller had been able to overcome whatever difficulty had come his way all this time. However, this great obstacle that confronted him was incomparable to anything he had encountered before. His self-confidence was shattered. The fact that there were even more powerful ones than this creature on Earth made his entire body shudder. He softly bowed his neck and turned around to left the room helplessly...
12 September 09, 2023, 02:25 0Everyone experiences some downfalls in life; yet the first one is the hardest to get up from. Miller had been able to overcome whatever difficulty had come his way all this time. However, this great obstacle that confronted him was incomparable to anything he had encountered before. His self-confidence was shattered. The fact that there were even more powerful ones than this creature on Earth made his entire body shudder. He softly bowed his neck and turned around to left the room helplessly...
12 September 09, 2023, 02:25 0Pressure from parents, Friendship and Relationship issues, Accademic pressure. People around you are not trying to understanding you. They judge on you behaviour without knowing the weight you have been carrying in your heart. The night is more comfortable than the day.Darkness become the place where you can hide from the world.Music become your soul. Pillow become the person that hold you and your tears. While smiling outside you are falling into depression inside.Your heart screams for help.
5 July 12, 2023, 03:59 0Fill me with stupidity, it's the only way I can feel like human again.
3 March 15, 2022, 15:38 0"I am sustained by your hate for me. Your burning rage after taking your loved one's life away fuels my purpose. You should feel pain. You should cry for them. You should want to kill me. However, life is the reason they died as gruesomely as they did. Life is the reason I was allowed to kill. It was my terrible life that led me to spread my terror to many other people. You all have to know the pain I feel. It can't just be me. You must hurt. You must suffer. You must beg for the end."
1 August 04, 2023, 21:47 0Fire crackling in the distance. Time loses meaning. I’ll open my eyes when it’s over. Footsteps. Screams. Agony. Skin ripping. Blood spilling. Lies flow from every direction. The truth is left untold. I’ll open my eyes when it’s over. Rage. Sorrow. Betrayal. Hearts become cold. And then… Silence. My hands are covered in your blood, my love. Everything we’ve worked for is gone. It took my body. It took your life. I can never get you back. Everything we had… Is gone. I’m so, so sorry.
5 October 24, 2022, 03:32 0The little doll stays at the sun cause she likes to see when it lights the whole place. She loves that the kids come to the house after the sun rises, the air is full of their happy energy, and their voices make a really beautiful song composed of laughter and shouts of joy. The little doll keeps her mouth closed when the master come, she knows him since the very beginning and now she is always too curious to know which child he will choose to make a new doll like her.
1 April 03, 2019, 19:41 0Mercenaries once were common in the old world, now the name is simply anyone willing to risk their life in exchange for bits. The little plastic blocks happen to be easy to find all over. the old world must have had an abundance. The Mercenaries typically ask for a down payment of bits before they get the job done, then the rest on completion. That has been the mercenary way since 4567. The Mercenaries last recorded guild or group was in 5128.
2 October 14, 2022, 17:19 0Había una música espeluznante en el aire, que reverberaba por toda la sala gótica con una melodía macabra, dotada también de una exquisita malignidad. Los sombríos músicos que la ejecutaban, ensimismados en sus diabólicos instrumentos de cuerda y de viento, eran rodeados por grotescas mujeres que danzaban al son de la melodía con nefandos movimientos...
4 November 12, 2022, 02:46 1La tercera bruja; de cabellos claros algo despeinados, se encontraba alejada, unos cuantos pasos de las demás. Utilizaba un vestido negro de aspecto desgastado, de mangas largas y cuello amplio. La parte baja de su vestido estaba deshilachado en tiras oscuras, y con sus botas puntiagudas de tacones finos, parecía tener dificultades para no pisarlas. Sin duda alguna, ella era mucho más joven que sus hermanas, y poseía una cierta belleza venenosa que el cazador no fue capaz de pasar por alto.
3 November 17, 2022, 03:07 0— ¿Creéis qué es verdad el hecho de que todo esto sea un sueño? —Solo sé que toda verdad es en esencia una verdad a medias. Tal vez sea un sueño, pero quizás no de la forma limitada en la que nosotros concebimos el acto de ensoñar. Puede que signifique algo más amplio que nosotros mismos, un concepto que no podemos comprender del todo —dijo Kalev y se detuvo de repente. Entonces, aclaró su garganta y se mordió los labios, como si se hubiera dado cuenta de que había hablado más de lo debido.
3 November 18, 2022, 23:45 5I Found me in dark I have lost me few years back I also become like other Greed for material over any emotions I hate me very much But sometimes I love me for my words I have terrible luck I never get what I wish for Not even a thing which I can get with luck Now,i am sitting on my bed thinking about me Again daydreaming Again asking who i was What I am And What I can be
4 May 29, 2022, 17:05 0Em um multiverso onde existem mundos habitados por pessoas metade animal, com rabos e orelhas, há um garoto que é diferente de todos. Ele é um ômega do cheiro de café, uma alma energética e mente aberta, e isso faz atrair olhares alfas, que também o faz se meter em um problemão. (Meu livro que vai ser lançado!)
8 January 04, 2024, 21:53 0Ha pasado casi un mes después de ti,y aún no puedo admitir que ha sido realmente un "después" cuando te sigo buscando tanto como el primer día en que te vi partir. Aquí sigue tu eco, sigue tu voz y aunque no puedo decir que te he llorado mares cada noche y día, ampoco he de mentir que la sonrisa de mis ojos se extienden tanto en la mención del sol. Te sigo buscando desde aquí hasta Marte, desde aquí a la Luna y entre nuestros sueños en París. Tuya siempre, J. [En un inexistente después de ti].
5 July 25, 2021, 07:08 0– Se eu soubesse que seria daquele jeito, que terminaria assim, teria escolhido mesmo explodir o mundo, o motivo seria simplesmente porquê eu não sei estar aqui se você realmente atravessar o meu véu. – Jeonseung, eu realmente estou com medo. – Então sua idiota, me peça para viver, me peça para ficar aqui, com eles. — Apontei mostrando todos os seus amigos, irmãos e família, a que lhe restava pelo menos, seus olhos castanhos se viraram para mim.
3 July 04, 2023, 19:48 1– O que disse, agora a pouco, realmente se importa. — Bufei e esfreguei os olhos. – Eu sou a Morte, não me importo com nada. – Então se é assim. — Ela se vira e anda em direção ao meu Véu que a levaria para o outro lado, o lado do Paraíso, a levaria diretamente para ele, Deus. Fechei meus olhos e segurei sua mão, a familiaridade da corrente elétrica passando pelo meu corpo, o corpo com o qual nasci, nasci através dela, dos sentimentos dela, agora eu sei, como e porque disso tudo.
3 July 04, 2023, 19:50 0esse joguinho dele, esse plano, eu me importo com ela, com quem eu nunca deveria jamais me importar, eu me importo com a unica filha do meu criador, eu me apaixonei por ela, e eu morreria por ela, 100 vezes se preciso, e essa era a nossa vigésima vez. O que vai dar disso? Eu não faço ideia, só o que me importa é ela.
3 July 04, 2023, 19:52 1What terrible life some of us have that people aren't aware. We think talking about it to others, then they will start to care. But the odds of it working are slim therefore some of us give in. What a dark place I was in till I met you came in. You showed the path the light that I was searching for, for all these years. And I'm sorry for making shed your tears. I won't promise to to make it better instead I'll show you what am capable. For my love for you is impecable.
8 July 05, 2023, 17:36 1Necromancy is the art to comunicate with the dead, and divine what is to happen in a near future. Originally, a power reserved to only the priests of some unknown God, it was discovered by some cristian missionaries, that immediately linked it to their belief in the devil. The truth is, that although a dark power for sure, it is not possible to command the dead, nor harm people with them. Necromancy is as dark as the night, but little more than a power to simply learn the truth.
1 August 24, 2022, 22:35 0El brujo; como un predador hambriento, da rienda suelta a su instinto implacable y se deja guiar por él, sobrevolando el cielo nocturno de una antigua ciudad olvidada. Cuyas luces trémulas; contempladas desde las alturas, parpadean, asemejándose a una galaxia distante. Conformada de manera peculiar por titilantes farolas de hierro, empinados tejadillos derruidos, y elevadas catedrales y atrios culminados con filosos chapiteles...
4 November 08, 2022, 19:15 0Con la forma de su daemon sobrevuela, el hijo de Abarak. Como un búho terrible de ojos llameantes, desciende, utilizando las corrientes de aire gélido que lo atraviesan. Y, con majestuosa arrogancia y absoluta confianza de su poder, custodia su reino. Al fin detecta a su víctima entre los callejones. El frenesí lo invade, la sangre le hierve y sus sentidos se agudizan de forma sorprendente. Puede percibir al arcano, su débil esfera y su predecible sombra. Entonces, acecha a su presa...
3 November 08, 2022, 21:19 0La codicia de poder lo ciega y de manera jactanciosa se abalanza contra el condenado. Saboreando una victoria anticipada, el maligno brujo extiende su corrompida magia. El nigromante es alertado por su sombra. Escucha los macabros susurros en el aire y huele el hedor a muerte que arrastra la brisa invernal. Apura el paso y las farolas se extinguen detrás de él, devoradas por abismos de inconmensurable oscuridad...
3 November 08, 2022, 21:37 0El tiempo se ralentiza. Lee sortilegios que lo guían hacia un entrecruce de callejuelas sombrías. Sortilegios que son dejados y le son señalados por su demoníaco guardián. Se detiene en el centro del entrecruce y busca dentro de su abrigo negro un puñal curvo, con el cual se efectúa un profundo corte en su mano izquierda. De la herida brota abundante sangre, y con ella traza; apresuradamente sobre el suelo empedrado, los necrománticos símbolos...
2 November 08, 2022, 22:44 0Al mismo tiempo, pronuncia con sonidos guturales aquel terrorífico cántico que conjura la fuerza primordial del inframundo. Con manos temblorosas finaliza el poderoso hechizo, cubriendo también con su sangre las runas tatuadas en su espalda. El nigromante aguarda de espaldas el ataque del brujo. Inmóvil, expectante. Y un instante antes de que ocurra, se gira hacia él para enfrentarlo. Sonriéndole de forma maliciosa, hasta que su aspecto se desvanece entre las sombras.
6 November 09, 2022, 18:53 3En una habitación abuhardillada, un cuerpo lacerado yace sin vida entre círculos de fuego. Y, a unos pocos metros de él; sobre los restos de un altar desgarrado, un antiguo receptáculo de magia tenebrosa se deshace entre cenizas. Sobre una cripta fétida..., entre huesos corroídos. Se pone de pie el nigromante. Con aire triunfal sonríe diabólicamente, y se regodea ante la vastedad de su recién incrementado poder.
5 November 10, 2022, 05:51 1De pronto, fue rodeada por las sombras, y las páginas retorcidas de aquel libro prohibido, se transformaron en abismos de oscuridad disforme. Todo su ser y su conciencia se derramó sobre un pozo profundo, hasta desembocar de manera súbita sobre un mar infinito de galaxias y un millar de estrellas verdosas…
9 November 21, 2022, 04:06 1Una hechicera pálida comienza con desesperación el rito de protección. Dentro de tres círculos concéntricos de fuego, María Krum deposita cuatro cráneos orientados hacia Aldebarán, Antares, Regulus y Fomalhaut. Entre velas chorreantes y amuletos de plata, la mujer abre el libro negro y comienza a murmurar un cántico terrible.
5 November 10, 2022, 23:32 1Às vezes é assustador o jeito com que eu procuro formas de preencher o vazio. Porque é isso que é, uma lacuna na minha existência. E eu procuro desesperadamente por coisas que ocupem minha mente, para que eu não precise pensar sobre o quê, de fato, me prende aqui. Qual o sentido de toda essa luta? Por que diabos nós existimos? E para quê? Escrito em 13 de Abril de 2022
2 January 25, 2023, 15:53 1Entre polvorientos libros con cubiertas de hierro, y botellas vacías de láudano desperdigadas por doquier. María Krum tomó un antiguo grimorio perteneciente a la olvidada “Hermandad de la Serpiente”. Mientras pasaba sus páginas amarillentas de forma azarosa, las llamas del candelabro chorreante parecieron debilitarse...
6 November 21, 2022, 03:58 3Dos iniciados, un hombre y una mujer pelirroja. Un viejo de túnica andrajosa sosteniendo una antorcha. Una puerta tradicional de mampostería. Un puente de piedra, sobre un mar negro. Una luna de sangre. Un cuervo astral. Un laberinto circular de once niveles, un mismo sendero recorrido treinta y tres veces. En el centro un abismo, donde la bestia devora almas. Una espada con el poder del rayo, una llave de plata, un libro de arena y un trapezoedro resplandeciente…
5 November 18, 2022, 02:40 1En un mar de niebla, la colinas se hacen islas. Tú y yo, peces fantasmales, admiramos los pináculos del mundo entre jirones danzantes. Honey ilumina con sus faros la última posibilidad de convertirnos en criatura única. Tonta, me digo, y sonríes... desde la lejanía de la pantalla de un teléfono. ¿Por qué imaginaría que ese mar de niebla se volvería llovizna?
11 September 05, 2020, 14:17 5Para una muñeca desarticulada que finge no estar desperdigada por el aire, dos horas han transcurrido con la parsimonia de los eones galácticos. Y como en el universo poco después del Big Bang, en su interior se están creando fuerzas, leyes, verdades y silogismos que le impiden a su mente cerrarse y ponerle una bala en el cerebro al monstruo que ya no está ahí.
11 September 05, 2020, 14:15 6Estás tú, recostado en la bañera, traslúcido, sin saber si eres frío o caliente. Mis ojos te miran, el agua gotea al suelo. El agua gotea y pintas el suelo con lunares rojos. Cantas, en un siseo. Observo fascinada tu batuta con filo, la partitura hecha de células. La música tiene plasma, leucocitos, contiene hierro: es una música fuerte, pues de tan líquida, contiene todo para ser metal; porta todo lo necesario para que se haga ser vivo.
10 September 14, 2020, 02:05 1Los ojos dorados le buscan anhelantes, entre la roca blanca, cristal y madera. Le buscan y le invocan; le imploran y le aguardan. Detenido el universo, contemplando desde lo alto, llameante como un sol moribundo, los cabellos cual huracán, Hades la mira perderse en un mundo de níveos destellos y reaparecer con su aura flamígera, diferente a cualquier ser, más allá de cualquier humano, trastocada en el invierno con la magia de la primavera, cálida y pujante, avasalladora y terriblemente salvaje.
7 September 06, 2020, 14:32 2La criatura entra y se siente halada por la música, por manos extrañas que buscan colarse en el interior de una tanga que no existe. Se desplaza a la barra y roba a un hombre de blanco, con la piel más oscura que sus ojos, el trago. El trago es candente y tiene el efecto rápido que ella busca; la desestabiliza y la hace fluir con languidez para caer en los brazos del hombre de blanco que ha venido a reclamarle por su atrevimiento.
11 September 08, 2020, 21:21 2Perséfone, extraordinario cristal de veneno que resultó ser cura, desafía el maremágnum de pasiones violentas, gritos y lamentaciones que saturan el aire. Crece con cada primavera que acarrea maltrechos designios a los hemisferios terrestres y sostiene la paz que a él se le desliza entre los dedos. La creyó la más débil ante los placeres y otras acciones de la vida y, a pesar de ello, resultó la más fuerte al doblegar la fortuna y los designios del espíritu.
10 September 12, 2020, 15:12 1Hilo a hilo se desgarran y el ardor se convierte en salvajes océanos que los ahogan. Aceptan tanto pasado el punto del deseo que se ven envuelto en las dudas del negro azabache y la tristeza del azul pálido, abrasados en el inframundo que les ha tocado forjar, mas no regir.
8 October 05, 2020, 17:31 0– É sério que vai fazer isso mesmo? — Perguntei indignado para a ruiva que entrou no carro e me olhou debochada. – Kalleb querido, aposta é aposta. — Piscou para mim e eu contive a vontade de socar sua cara, Ianka é uma praga, pode ser linda mais ela é uma ruiva desgraçada, o pior é que essa filha da mãe mexe demais comigo. – Eu já estou arrependido. – Nem perdeu ainda, e não vai passar vergonha, eu que te verei nu mesmo. Ruiva desgraçada, brincando com a minha cabeça desse jeito.
3 June 21, 2023, 04:03 0¿Sabías que cuando se habla del amor en la literatura, se coloca primero el género y después "...de amor"? Esto para que no hayan confusiones al usar el término "romance", ya que hace alusión a la corriente y el lenguaje. Por lo tanto, si tienes una novela que trata estos temas, lo correcto es decirle "novela de amor". En cambio, si dices "novela romántica", significa que es una novela con las características del romance: ambientación elaborada, lenguaje florido, y temas sociales.
5 November 21, 2022, 14:09 0Say Goodbye to the ones you love. As the guns went off, it was loud enough to make the world turns its head around. But it wasn’t strong enough to make any noise. As everything went to silence, it was soon loud again, but after a week, it was time to move on. Repeat,repeat. Same cycle, same goodbyes.
7 July 28, 2023, 17:07 0A love like no other! Yet darkness and greed stop it. What can they do as their hearts beat as one? Will they fall in love? Or will the darkness take over their world? Can their love truly stop the darkness or will every break around them all? That is the question of time. Can love truly last when everything is put to the test? Found out in my book The Burning phoniex
7 July 17, 2022, 12:51 0Estou em pé no meio deste quarto escuro. Nele, uma janela. Uma única janela. Ouço alguém me chamar e viro os pés na direção do canto mais escuro do quarto. Vejo uma mulher. "Talvez eu esteja sonhando". Ela estende suas mãos e prontamente as seguro. São frias. A mulher sorri. Um sorriso gentil, acolhedor. Desejo ser abraçada por ela, que me leve em seus braços gélidos. As luzes se ascendem e sei que ela se foi. Outra coisa está aqui agora. [texto inspirado na música Dance In The Dark] Nic
5 May 15, 2021, 07:25 0In the dark of night, she stands alone, A hero with a heart of stone, Her mission clear, her purpose true, To save the world, to see it through. With lightning speed and skill unmatched, She battles evil, foes dispatched, Her courage shines for all to see, A beacon of hope, a destiny. Though danger lurks around each bend, She refuses to break or bend, For she is strong, she is brave, The one they call the Dark Knight's rave.
4 April 12, 2023, 10:42 3Does Madness run in our blood, or is it injected into our veins by the afflicted who come before us? My mother sits at the table, the teacup in her trembling hands chattering against the saucer, the cold brew yet to be sipped. Though it burns higher than a funeral pyre, my father stokes the fire with another log. No one utters a word. Lost, the ability to communicate, amidst the voices in our heads speaking louder than the silence. We are all that remain. The bitter chill of this empty makes me shiver beneath the swaddling layers of my clothing. I remember the before when humanity existed in our world, and we existed among humanity. Only the madness now, pumping through my veins with each beat of my heart, as I stare out the window at the people and the cars, passing us by, on this warm, bright summers day.
0 January 01, 2019, 12:36 0A raven careened over the village in widening circles, its mirror-black eyes reflecting in miniature the snow capped roofs and cobbled streets of the village below. A bloated fishmonger lay in a pool of blood, his entrails mingled carelessly with the catch of the day. Grosh’gul licked the edge of his blade, his yellow eyes narrowing. “Delish-ious, just as the Lady prom-ished!” He hacked and sawed at the fish monger, staining the snow red. The raven returned home. The Lady was pleased.
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