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Last Goodbye Chapter 2 I always knew I wasn't normal, the fact was that my entire family wasn't normal. I always knew this bit of information, but for some reason I never asked questions nor did I ever seek the answers that I so desperately wanted to know.
After my family died that all changed. I let the ache of needing to know what I was take over me to the point I sold the house I was brought up in and moved to a small, slightly mildew smelling apartment that rested next to what I called the Library of the Lost.
The Library of the Lost, or if you wanted to call it by its real name: The Center of Knowledge, had all scrolls, books and pretty much anything with writing on it to the point that if you couldn't find it in there it didn't exist. Now you would think with such a wide range of information that there would be swarms of people constantly organizing all of this information, however you would be wrong.
Of all the days I had spe
Somewhere out thereI know you're out there somewhere
But it feels like you're just gone
It used to be a such a comfort knowing you were there
And now we haven't talked in so long
You used to tuck me in at night
Used to wish me sweet dreams
Then you left with just one flight
And you left me falling apart at the seams
Now I just lay here alone
Nightmares slipping their way into my head
You don't even bother to pick up the phone
It's like you're already dead
Last Goodbye Chapter 1 I know it’s pointless, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be human.
No one knows any different, to be honest no one really noticed me in general. I sat in the back, right in the corner of the room to the point my back and elbow hit the walls, as I watched my classmates. They were all too immersed in what they were doing that they didn’t even notice that my leg was slowly dripping blood on the floor. A large gash, probably the length from my wrist to elbow, decorated the outside of my leg. I just sat there, letting the gash drip, knowing that in about half an hour that it would be healed up and a scar would replace it.
I pushed my bangs out of my face and sighed, it gets to you after a while when people don't notice you especially when you're bleeding the amount that would kill a normal person. I leaned back and watched as a few girls at the front of the class started to pass not
Last Goodbye IntroI protect.
I am neither alive nor dead.
I am neither the shadows or light.
I simply exist.
My name is Naelin Sky. My purpose: to keep balance in the city of Everciss, a place that is becoming out of control.
Something is happening, people are suddenly being gifted with the Powers that had long since disappeared.
The Powers: the ancient encryptions that marked the Guardians of the Spheres.
Now that the Powers have awoken things are starting to fall apart.
People are starting to be killed and there is something that is changing people, making them into monsters.
If it isn't stopped everyone and everything will end up being destroyed.
I have to stop it.
Time to GoAll the signs are there
Telling me to leave
Because I'm starting to see all the wear and tear
And I know hate is the only thing I can achieve
I'm sorry I'm such a pain
I know now I should just go
I know I'm the only one to blame
I just wanted you to know
Never a Chance to BloomYou stole my heart
Kept it locked away in your darkest room
You never gave us a chance to start
You never gave us a chance to bloom
I dug in my roots, burying deep
Willing myself I could grow in the dark
Kept telling myself that I'm something you want to keep
Kept telling myself that we would soon spark
Then you seemed to remember me
You came in and ripped me out, ripping out my roots one by one
It was like my beauty you could no longer see
You had so much life and left me with none
You threw me away and I laid there
Willing myself I could grow without you
But you seemed to be everywhere
And left me not knowing what to do
So YoungTaken so young
The whispers all say
How could this happen?
Taken so young
Barely had time to live at all
Why did this happen?
The time you lived was too small
Taken so young
Everyone in shock
Why did this have to happen
I guess there just wasnt enough time on the clock
Why did this happen
Nothing left to do but cry
My Own SkinHear the laughs
I smile back
But this smile
Hasn't ever felt my own
See the beauty
Something I lack
Been here awhile
But Ive always felt alone
Never been comfortable
In my own skin
Trying to fathom
Where this all began
Is it that I'm just not lovable
Can you not see whats within
How could this have happened
But I guess I've never been my own fan
A Man Reborn"Go."
Somewhere, Lysanna clawed at the shards of mirror, using the last of her strength to send the message. The words came to Tal'shen as needling pain, piercing her mind. "Forget them," her mother said. "Go now and do as I've created you to do!"
Tal'shen felt her mother die. It did not matter. There was no feeling of attachment; only the drive to carry out her purpose. Growing still, her monstrous form filled the room. She shot two massive tentacles upwards, rending a large hole in the ceiling. Outside, she blinked in the fog. London, that was the name of this city, wasn't it? A good a place as any to begin.
Inside, Maya coughed back the bits of dust and plaster. "Paul," she breathed, wincing at the mass of flesh Tal'shen had left in her wake. She went to him, gasping at his flayed carcass, nothing more than quivering bits of meat and bone. She closed her eyes. One chance.
We are Progeny"Breathe. . . " was the first word he had heard when the disjoint world came to a formless solitude, a blank existence. The voice was deep, inhuman but neutral, and though he would not trust it given the turn of events, he was grateful to have felt nothing rather then pain when he rose to his feet to see it; the source of the voice.
"Who are you?!" Paul demanded with mistrust. The figure mirrored his looks with the exception of it being a dark silhouette.
"We are Progeny; the outcome of how you choose to end this."
"How I should choose?!" He snapped, throwing an angered point of accusation. "You've done nothing but throw me in nightmares! What CHOICE do I have to look forward to?!"
"Symbiosis." It answered.
How could that be a choice?! But then again, Maya and Lysanna explained differently. Perhaps this one was different.
"We have seen the events; the wars of your kind. They are preserved in your DNA. The process of conquest will be of no variance for the assailants who proclaim peace
The scream reverberated through the room and Paul's memory. The thing that shared his body reeled back in surprise.
"You will die without my help!" It sneered.
Paul ignored the protests. He focused on the pain. The every present, burning pain. He screamed again, happy that he could feel himself more and more. He peered at Maya, who stared at him in wonderment.
"This has never…Paul..You're changing back!" her hand holding the wicked knife lowered.
Paul felt relieved at this. He could hear Tal'Shen's screaming but it was becoming quieter as he focused on his body. He could feel the tentacles starting to push out of him of their own accord. He looked down and one dropped to the floor and lay there squirming. He took his hand and found another appendage. He pulled with all his might and another tentacle sprang free.
He stared at Maya with pleading in his eyes and she nodded. She ran over to his side and pulled on another tentacle. It came out easily and she worked frantically on t
Dream scapeby *Lostboysmee, 1 week, 1 day ago
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse
An eternal night's
through the gates
Crossing a bridge
over a lightless chasm.
Guarded by the spectral
visions of Aeschylus
They "Look at me
from the depths of the earth"
The lost and the forgotten,
retreating in to the darkness
of knowing, no waking
can save them,
Ch. VII - Through the Eyes of ReminiscenceCatching sight of herself in the mirror, she started to vomit.
What is happening...
She never noticed the black, formless shadow appearing next to her until she heard the eyelids slide up violently, and rough hands reached out and pulled her out of the grey mist into darkness.
What is this... I have seen this before... it is so familiar and yet so different...
Something large and shapeless, flowing like a blood-covered sky, swam past and circled around her. Orbs of light blinked in and out of existence as a Voice echoed within her skull.
Give it to me! It is mine!
Her eyes danced from side to side, her head was splitting, sweat was dripping down her neck and face, everything was hot and cold, everything hurt with a screaming pain, but she couldn't seem to make her mouth move to do it.
GIVE IT TO ME OR SHE WILL KILL US BOTH!!
For a moment Paul didn't know where he was, who he was and what he was. He wasn't even s
What Goes Up Might Never Come Down Odyssey 4 Chap7They say what goes up, Must come down,
But my feet cant seem to reach the ground,
Because when you walk in the room,
It spells my inpending doom,
As my heart does a Sonic Boom,
Leaving me high as i race across the stary sky,
And i can not lie,
Id rather die,
Than go on without you....
Yes, its true,
As my vision fades to blue,
Id rather die, then be without you....
Fire And Ice Odyseey 4 Chap7When You Walk In The Room
You Set My Heart Ablaze
When We Touch It Creates A Steamy Haze
That Blocks My Vision In Several Ways
Feeling That This Is Just A Phase
I Should Tell You That Ive Felt Like This For Days
As I Wander Through This Endless Maze
You Are The Ice That Calms My Mind And Slows The Fire
Keeping Me From Doing Something Out Of Desire
And Not Telling You How I Feel Is Costing A Price
As The Fire You Entice Inside That Feels Kind Of Nice
Will Soon Devour Me Alive Even Though I Am Still Brand New
So I Have To Ask, Do you Like Me Too
Deep Blue Eyes of DoomOUT, Paul screamed.
And just like that, Paul was out.
Out of body, out of mind, and out among the stars.
But the stars were replaced by endless streaks of light that came in an infinite rainbow of colors. But the longer he stared Paul began to hear the screams.
He was seeing the human race being replaced in a horrific display of severed skin, blood, and tentacles but still no explanation why.
Then he saw HER.
This thing looked like a corroded version of Maya with ash black hair, grey flesh with black veins pulsing venomously across the flesh, and eyes with a kind of blue that fit frozen corpses. It was convenient that it chose to look like Maya, because it was Maya who told Paul her name.
She nodded once, not showing any violent intent.
She only gave him words, but nothing pleasing to hear.
"So much fighting." Lysanna said. "Fighting for your supposed right to your own mind and for what freedom? You define freedom over blood, bullets, and mountains of bodies that spill both.
RebirthHe was here. But where was "here"? Who was "he"?
What was he looking at? A mass of flesh twisted. Half of it was peach colored, stained scarlet. And the other half?
Pulsating currents of gelatinous substance reflected a thousand colors, glowing eerily. Scales and thorns of grey curled like a ribcage, like a shield around itself. Its alien neon colors rippled with the thrashing of its tentacles. The other half was that. It did not feel like it was part of the sallow peach creature. That beast had an evil sort of grin to it. It was an uninvited stranger burning the house in which it stole into. It was a parasite. It was taking control of him.
And worse than that, it seemed to be winning.
Get a grip.
He was Paul. He had gotten puked on. That puke was killing him. He was infected by an alien that wanted to eat his face off and a stranger who named herself after an ancient civilization was hacking at him with a knife.
He wanted to say thank you
New Body, New DecisionWhen Paul opened his eyes all he could see was colors. Vibrant colors, the same colors of his scales, danced in front of his eyes.
"What's going on," he whispered, only to realize that his voice had changed to a raspy growl.
His back, mainly down his spine, felt strange and on fire and when he reached behind him to touch his back, a tentacle wrapped around his wrist. Finally, as Paul's vision cleared and his wrist was freed from the tentacle, he turned around to look at what had become of him. Scales covered his entire back, shinning with grim beauty. However, that wasn't what made his throat tighten in terror.
Down his spine, between a chasm of ripped flesh and black blood, were thousands of razor sharp tentacles that ranged from the size of your pinky finger to the length of your arm. Shaking, Paul dropped his gaze down to his hands in his lap which had morphed into talons.
"Paul," a soft voice called from the side of the room. Paul's gaze shot up and, huddled in a leap, was Maya. Th
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