A Flame in Darkness by Animelover111223, literature
Literature
A Flame in Darkness
A Flame in Darkness
“Memories of a past I could never forget, Visions of a future that could never be, and feelings of the dreams called the present life.”
The crimson flames burned brightly as I rested my head down on the ground. I gazed into the flames like they were my life, my soul that would never burn out; though I knew that eventually those flames would die like the wood that turned to ash below. In hind sight every one’s life is like that fire and the wood below, it burns brightly and proudly until it dies away slowly and painfully, leaving only a shroud of darkness in its place. I know though that my life does
Chapter 2
My Little, Little Runaway
"My little, little runaway
Where do you think you can go?
No matter where you run
I will find you
My little, litt-"
"Hey Sashira!" A young girl, about twenty-two years old, with long silky brown hair down to about her waist and emerald green eyes said. This young girl appeared in blue jeans with a low cut purple short and purple sandals to match. She was speaking to another girl, appearing about the same age, sleeping with her head on the classroom desk. The young girl sleeping was dressed in blue jeans and a black jacket with her hood up. "Come on Sashira!" The young brown
haired girl moaned as sh
It shines when all else seems to fail,
It holds true even in the darkest of time.
Yet with not one person even noticing it,
Except when it's at its prime.
It shines when all else seems to fall,
When nothing but darkness remains.
The moon sparkles like the evening sun,
Pushing away the evil the night contains.
"Stricken with fear, anger, sorrow, regret; I saw what I never thought could be seen; the darkness that only told in stories. I was lost in that darkness and I knew no one was coming to help me. The only thing I could think to do was run, so I ran. I ran and ran but they followed, and still to this day, I am running."
Prologue
The Runaway
"Don't let her get away! We need her here!" A man yelled standing amongst creatures of abnormal size and every color imaginable. The creatures were running around on the top of a castle like structure in the middle of a vast field. It was dark outside, though, and not much could be seen far from the area
The airs was crisp and clean just like a cooked apple pie on a summer's day. Just blooming Cherry trees rested along an old and worn gravel path. The roughness of the gravel showed that no one traveled the road much anymore, and the weeds seem pleased to appear in the cracks that were now giving way. All seemed calm and quiet as the wind blew a cooling breeze through the trees and past the weed infested gravel. Through the smallest of the cherry trees a wolf could be seen stumbling alone the path like an old drunken sailor. The wolf stumbled and fell head first on a patch of weeds that made their home together in the gravel. "Stupid brother,"
The Words spoken, always being broken.
The Sights observed, always being concealed.
The People nearby, always walking away.
The World I stand on, always crashing down.
What difference does it make,
That this is a different life?
In the end it will always break;
Always leading to the biggest strife.
Death, Violence, Murder, and War.
Four things that trail behind me in the dust,
Following my tracks till it catches up.
Turing everything it touches into rust.
The words that are always spoken,
Will always be broken.
The sights that are always observed,
Will eventually be concealed.
The People standing right nearby,
Will begin to s
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Let me at first say that here lies a lot of what I feel on a daily basis since most of the things that I write or draw nowadays is something that I feel at at certain time of the day. Most of my poems are dark and evil but that is because I use writing to get rid of the emotions I feel at the time and the last thing I want is to get rid of my happy emotions lol.
As for who I am there are a few words to describe me. I am overprotective, short tempered, and very prideful. For overprotective if you hurt one of my friends either emotionally or physically you will be sorry because I don't like it when the people t hat I care for are unhappy. For the short temper there is really nothing I need ton say since it is able to be figured out easily. For my pridefulness I am not about to let you change what I think easily and I will be stubborn to say that I am wrong but hey most people are like that nowadays so it's not a surprise.
There is one thing that you should know I am not like most of the people that you have meet throughout your life. I am much different than I make myself seem to be and if you take me for granted that will be your last mistake. I am someone that has a great secret again like most people in this world but unlike most i will not give it away as quickly as you think I will. So you can try to get it out but know that you most likely won't unless I decided otherwise.
Thought I might seem like a person you don't want to get to know if you push past all of this and try to get to know me you will see just how nice of a person I can be. I may be a little hard to get use to at first but once you get use to me then you will see how good of a person I am.
So if you want to take a chance and get to know me go ahead or if you just want to look at my art it's fine but just know that I am ready to try to get to know you if you want me too.
So have fun and enjoy yourself.
Favourite Visual Artist
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Favourite TV Shows
Bleach, katekyo hitman reborn, naruto, csi, law and order
So i got a call around i would say 8 at night from my friend. She was telling me how she in the end had the nerve to finally stand up for herself because of everything she did for her mother while her mother did nothing and insulted her with everything possible. She tells me this story while on a long walk, a long walk that she didn't want to end but knew it would. And then i find out her freedom is gone, taken from her parents just because she expressed herself, just because she wanted so credit where credit was due.
Her parents now think they can keep her in the house till the end of time. She turns 18 in February so is a legal adult then,
Alright so I admit people out there say some pretty crazy stuff, things that I don't agree with but can go along with because it's not really worth mentioning but the times have changed for the moment. I heard something that I am disturbed about to the point where even I felt insulted and it wasn't about me.
Today in my AP English class we were having a discussion about random things. Someone in the class randomly said lets talk about animals, like cats and dogs, and debate if they have emotions or not. The first thing I thought was, what a stupid topic of course people think animals have emotions but I was dead wrong. Before I knew it every
I don't know what it is but i got so much random stuff to write about in my head but when I finally get around to writing it down on paper or on the computer the words won't flow and the only thing that will is nothing. I don't even think that makes much sense but you know what, get over it. Anyways i'm about to rant so don't mind me lol.
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Alright so my rant is pretty much about my drawing and everything. I got this one friend in school who always points out what's wrong and says that my drawing sucks and everything but that because she always trys to go for the real version, like she tries to make it as real looking as possible. I mean