Relics of the Past_The Meal with Repercussions_Manifesting of the Phoenix_To Be Awake
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Relics of the Past
For the first time in a while, Brianna needed to take a trip to the cupboard under the stairs where her hobbies went to die. This time, it was not to dump the supplies she no longer felt compelled to use, but to retrieve something from a long-forgotten obsession with nail art. She had recognised a tool from a card making video, remembered she owned one herself, and decided to take a dip in her trove of eclectic tools, fabrics and machines. When she opened the door to the dark space, she made a face at the slightly stale, damp smell.It was her friend’s birthday, and Brianna had come up with the...
The Meal with Repercussions
It was the meal that would change everything in my life. I remember everything so very clearly, as if it were happening right this very minute. At the time, I thought it was saving my life, I needed sustenance so badly; I needed my thirst to be quenched like nothing I'd ever needed before in my life. Unfortunately, the meal was but a temporary and fleeting happiness, for the sadness and misery it bore lasts a lifetime.I remember my brother seating me at a large, old table. The ornate decorations on it were beautiful, I'm sure, but I was too starved to pay attention to their stories. Another ti...
Manifesting of the Phoenix
In a land hidden from all human eyes, laid a Mystical Realm full of creatures filled with mystical properties and energies. Two little Furries with skin paler than any cloud laughed at a boy with matching features to one of the girls, as they walked along a tree branch without any difficulties with their claw shaped feet.“Nyx. You have been summoned by the high reign.” An adult furry said in a stern voice. He had red painted feathers clearly showing in his large wings; the mark of a soldier in the Wing Queen’s army.“You wanted to see me, high reign?” The six year old child said in wonder. Thi...
To Be Awake
I found myself walking in the silent corridor of the building. The second floor was too quiet. It is only me and the hushing wind. All classrooms and dormitories were empty; all were messy. I try to walk and walk until I reach the side stairs. I suddenly stopped. I do not know where I am going. Likewise, I do not know where I started. My mind is in blank space; there is nothing to hide, there is nothing to be seen. I had goosebumps because of the place. I felt cold, and it gets more intense as the wind passes through me. The last mark of winter is gone. Flowers started to bloom, which is the b...