Rock Stories

There was a girl,So perfect and sweetSo very beautiful,With beauty that Shines so bright. She grew stronger,Day by dayFinding a place Where she could growTo withstand everything,That was thrown her way. She withstood the fiercest stormsThe thunder, the hail, the snowShe was much strongerThan before, blossomingInto a beautiful rose. How could she possibly survive,She opened her eyesTo see the shining lightA sign that guide...

Life has become a mess. Nothing seems right anymore. It seems I can't make sense of the world I lived before. Tied down with barbed wire to keep me from leaving here.I want a brand new start anywhere but there. I'm broken down inside.Can't seem to make sense of this life.I need another trysomewhere I won't feel dead and dry.I'm falling apart inside.Can't seem to figure out why. I want another trysomewhere I won't feel dea...

I've given up on living forever. I can't stand up to the struggle. Everything I've dreamed up is a memory. There's nothing left for me here. I remember when I cried And you came to comfort me. You wouldn't be content to let me lie, But you didn't understand me. Why do I give up on living this life? Why do I give up tonight? When the rock breaks, And the earth shakes, When everything I've built just fades away. When all th...

Memories pour into my head. How do I make sense of emotions I've never known? Only a radio tells me the way to go. The static buzz rings in my ears as I hear the voice of reason. Cry out in pain. Sing away the ache. What could I do but believe that my pain is known elsewhere? Believe in my heart is all I can do As the music changes from hurt and blue to something with love anew. But my realization is not that I am alone,...

Chapter 36 Unseen Dangers What are we looking for? Where would they be? I touch the rock sticking out of the side of the pit. The compound of the rock comes back to me as silicone-based plus tons of further unnecessary information. As I admire the crystals of quartz, sparkling in the purple light I’m overwhelmed by the voice in my head: “Brush up on those skills, Domiarn. Part of your programming is searching for metals a...

Summer holidays aren't what they used to be. Everyone's into my baby brother now, which is fine, but it means I've got to look after my little sister. "Take Louise for a swim son." She can't swim. She's only six. She just paddles and cries if too much water splashes her face. There are some kids about my age climbing round the bottom of the big rock nearby, exploring its rock pools. They'd let me explore with them if I we...