The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, dogs he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought his hands up, right on top, boven of the left, and with his palms facing the creatures whispered a phrase. Faint blue light grew in his palms then like a brand it spread out engulfing everything in front of it. The dogs howls of pain quickly became an echo in the still forest. The boy breathed a sigh of relief and dropped his hands to his sides.
'My what a powerful spell'
He quickly looked around for the bron of the eerily dark voice. 'Maybe I shouldn't have taught u that one, just look at what it did to my pets.' The boy quietly cursed to himself as he started running again. 'Why bother, u know I'll find you.' The voice's laughter echoed through the forest, encouraging him to run faster. The taunts continued as he made his way through the trees.
Finally he stopped at a boom to catch his breath. (why is he just taunting me, why not use a spell?) he thought to himself. He froze when he came to the realization, he almost laughed at it. (he doesn't know where I am. right now he's completely in the dark about my whereabouts.) Now he just had to plan his volgende verplaats carefully. He could always wait until morning, then he would be fully rested.
No, that wasn't an option. He had an advantage right now, but it wouldn't last. If he was going to make his escape he would have to leave as fast as possible. With that in mind he pushed himself off of the boom and started running once more.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, dogs he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought his hands up, right on top, boven of the left, and with his palms facing the creatures whispered a phrase. Faint blue light grew in his palms then like a brand it spread out engulfing everything in front of it. The dogs howls of pain quickly became an echo in the still forest. The boy breathed a sigh of relief and dropped his hands to his sides.
'My what a powerful spell'
He quickly looked around for the bron of the eerily dark voice. 'Maybe I shouldn't have taught u that one, just look at what it did to my pets.' The boy quietly cursed to himself as he started running again. 'Why bother, u know I'll find you.' The voice's laughter echoed through the forest, encouraging him to run faster. The taunts continued as he made his way through the trees.
Finally he stopped at a boom to catch his breath. (why is he just taunting me, why not use a spell?) he thought to himself. He froze when he came to the realization, he almost laughed at it. (he doesn't know where I am. right now he's completely in the dark about my whereabouts.) Now he just had to plan his volgende verplaats carefully. He could always wait until morning, then he would be fully rested.
No, that wasn't an option. He had an advantage right now, but it wouldn't last. If he was going to make his escape he would have to leave as fast as possible. With that in mind he pushed himself off of the boom and started running once more.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants u to do something,
of be something
That sometimes u don’t want to be?
They are those!
u know them!
u probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect u to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
u don’t want to take.
They are those who expect u to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
u prefer to be small and humble.
But do u think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since u were born,
Came up with a path for u in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Artwork by me
Sitting right where u are
u have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
u are nothing to me
No matter how u try
What do u care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
u don't know me
No matter how u try
Why are u here?
u know I don't want you
I told u to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
u can't mold me
No matter how u try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. lol Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
Liyah (me)
Once i was having a dag dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 jaar old was writing a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are u doing here?," she asked. "I love the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner u guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446
