Stories of your illumination were once told Across the land and sea of old A man carved out of sunlight A disciple sent from Apollo to end the night You travelled across rivers, deserts and mountainous terrain To condensed cities and vast planes Providing shelter from darkness Smiting blights who dared to harm us Word spread across the globe Of a hero who wore a sun-etched robe “Lightbearer! Sun-Walker! Lifebringer!” We’d...

It was time. I looked at the tense, frightened faces around the circle and knew what they were feeling. I’d gone through my own first Hunt at their age and lived. But it was important that they knew what they were getting into and how important it was; that was my job as Chief. “Tomorrow, you will all participate in your first Hunt, which runs for three suns. That much you already know. But this darkness, I need to tell y...

Jed had never seen so much chaos in his life. Then again, he was only fourteen and hadn’t experienced all that much life. But this was still something out there. All over the city, there was rioting. Police everywhere and more notably, people attacking the police everywhere. Except that they weren’t people at all. They were Grey. Some people called them supernatural; some people called them mutants. Everyone called them d...

To everyone in the room, she seemed like a normal girl, wearing Vans, blue jeans and a red hoodie. Her hands were both raised high above her head, swaying to music from her iPod. Sierra's body molded the jeans nicely. No one knew what was on her iPod, but it was mostly French music and several types of electronica.  The bus was crowded and warm. But all eyes were on the girl that could dance like an angel. Large but round...

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The fight between Kentaro and Kana quickly spread around school.Some kids even went up to Hiro for confirmation. He told them all the same thing. "She just stuck up for me, that's all." In each of his classes they were talking about it. "It was her first day here and she's already in a fight." "Nobody would be worse than Kentaro." "I heard Hiro asked her to protect him." "Heh, what a loser." Hiro was unable to concentrate...

I went to the door, I couldn't think who would be here at 3AM. I was writing, I found early morning a good time to think. I wasn't thinking when I opened the door, I wasn't thinking when I immediately slammed it either. I took a breath and opened it again. Sure enough, the scene hadn't changed one bit. He stood there and grinned at me, then said, “You're not dreaming, may I come in?” I stepped aside as he came in. “I knew...

When we speak alone, we are free to say anything. We say things we normally would not and we dream up perfect scenarios where we always win. When we are alone, we are our own champions. We are the creators and masters, and nothing can defeat us, not even death. When we dream alone, we are always the hero. We never do wrong, no matter what we do, and we always earn a medal. But when we speak together, we watch our words wi...

From the moment he made youto the moment I saw you ruined,I always knew you were weakand that you'd eventually be torn. Your shield so small,you couldn't keep it up front.Your sword so short, it refused to stay put.Your armor so thin,a needle was all it tookbefore you were lying in pieces upon the floor. And yet I loved you for your flaws,and so many there were.But because you were mine,I really couldn't care. We went on...

The night I was born, was the calm before the storm of war.  The air was cool and pleasant, sparing the crops and gardens from the cruel death of frost. Traveling in soft whorls, the wind urged the leaves to whisper, and yet kept the fires tame. Ponds rippled and settled, ever so often revealing the flash of swimming scales. The sky was dark, permitting the world to see the majesty of the brilliant stars, all working toge...

Dark sky, troubled heart trapped by clouds,Sapphire waves, uncovered mind trapped in the sounds,Oh Holy man, enlighten me, guide me to my call,Eyes shut, embrace my heart, light up my Soul,Who is the hero who will not fall?

The boat was sinking; my friends scrambled to gather all that they could. In the distance, a tidal wave headed this way. Why were we on a cruise ship? All the movies about these ships ended with people dying and the boat sunk. At least shore was not far away. I ushered my friends to hurry out the door, to the last lifeboat I had waiting for us. I remembered, I had to get the necklace my mother gave me, a beautiful, expens...

PrinceCharming is not my lover, Not my Happily Ever After, Not my True Love, Not my Rescuer, Not my Everything, Not my Heir Producer, Not the one I choose. This Princess does not need a Prince. She wants to be rescued, A Hero to take me away, A Lover to unleash my passion, Arms to hold me safe, A Protector of my heart, A Rider to whisk me away, My Knight he is the one I choose. Written by TxPrincess for publication on Sto...

When I was young I used to have so much fun Not knowing what part I would have in life's play Happiness is gone. . .I now carry a gun And my thoughts settle about me, like ashes in wet clayI saw John, today, catch a bullet and die He was married, and I think he had a kid Hope they can find time to stop awhile to cry, . . .and remember all of the good things he didJohn died today, and tomorrow I may die Or did I die last w...

It happened, yet again, one more time, no plan to escape, no warning it was coming. The song “The Bitch is back” comes to mind. It was written for her. She doesn’t know it, no one does, but I know. There is the bitch, her claws sharp, her tongue like a dagger. She smiles in mock sympathy, but I’m trapped in her path again. There was no way out. At least I didn’t think so. I sit at my desk and take the abuse, it’s an old s...