creative writing

In a rush of rain water, the river over flowed. Its edges no longer at the rock line but above. A monster rushing forward with a roar of commotion as those waters ran. Steady and strong. It would only ease after hours of destruction. The soil thick with moisture and air misty. Slowly though...

He's rude and conceited and so full of himself. They had always known him as someone with a heart full of images... beautiful images that contain him and only him and this causes him to always talk about himself. He loves himself above all, and looks down on others no matter how much they are...

Her head tilts A smile dances on her lips His voice It sings on the wind Calling her name A sound so sweet His voice Memories flooding back Never alone Her eyes close and the tears fall His whisper.

A creak of joints, the soft snapping of bones and cartilage. Hands flexing over the keyboard. Rusty How long? Stare is blank Mind empty Rusty How long? Then a smile as the words began to flow. There in that space, things grew, thoughts made to expand. Finally words upon the screen. Though...

The air damp as the world shook away Lightning streaked across the darkness Be calm Thunder rushed in the clouds Wind hollowed across the trees Be calm In all things With all things Be calm

Her screams reached to the heavens as she cried. A warrior that has won every battle. A soldier that has survived every fight. Her body worn. Her heart shattered and her knees to the ground. Take from her those pains. Built in her like darkness, It grips her mind and heart like vices. Release...

Two dice, a tube of toothpaste, a rotten apple, a half-eaten water biscuit and a tin of cat food. A lousy haul for a lousy day. All the items laid bare on the floor that was infested with rusted metal skin, half of the biscuit that was still dissolving mocked his growling stomach with little...

The sounds of the medieval swords clashing against one another, the fear that they will find your family, the constant panic that the day will be your last, the pride that you are one of many to protect your kingdom, these are some of the conflicts that go through a fighters head. Blood soaked...

Hey guys! I started a blog! I'm hosting my writing projects there to build a portfolio and a following to hopefully help me get published later. Anyways, today my story is about my own characters in the D&D/Pathfinder Setting 'Midgard', which is made by Kobold Press. If you want to help me out...

Hey, so I started a blog to host my writing projects. I wanted to put them in one place from here on out to build a portfolio of sorts for later, when I try to be published someday. I was wanting to publish my stories here too, so you guys can see them as well. My question is: What I really...

So, I got inspired and wrote this short story about Aymar and Ilyrana. Well, I hoped to get some feedback on it to improve my writing. Don’t be afraid to be picky, as long as you bring the feedback in a normal nice way. The day Roshia died The day Roshia died As soon as Aymar saw his sister...

The Rise of the Halfling The arena. Normally, it was not too lively, as it was today. The thick stone walls that sat far out from the city weren’t foreign to a tournament amongst the angels, but this was different. Angels packed the seats that towered high above the arena floor, all for the...

Vampire Colony 2 993 NPO (New Particle Order) Era of New Leadership Who doesn’t love the fields? We’re always told that our short lives were a blessing. With the purplish leaves of the trees that shield us from the star’s radiation to the peaceful breeze that cool the land. Even the food was...

A swiftling wind that shivers through the freezing, thick ice that as hardened as a steel, remaining untouched even with an impact of a pickaxe. The never-ending blizzard through a cold, freezing wasteland, nothing to find but an endless snow and ice throughout the horizon. As to stomp through...

when i'm bored, i like to write. these are some scenes from a story i'm thinking of called Red Skies there's some artwork and here are the words, enjoy! | They were sat in a truck. Heavily armored, filled with bits and pieces of metal of varying usefulness, and traveling at speeds that would...

So, I'm writing a story that involves time travel. While it isn't exactly a major point in the plot, it certanly isn't something that is pushed aside. I mostly used it to establish the setting. My concern is if people would be interested in reading such stories. I'm already 5 chapters in (25...

Something doesn’t feel right. I can see it now, creeping into my room. It always does. I told myself it was a dream, that it was not real. I wish I was right. I look to the corner of the doorway, which is blanketed in shadows of my nightlight. It is creeping over slowly, glancing at me with its...

Installment 1: The Legend of Batman Summer in Florida is simultaneously the best and worst. School is finally out of the way, you can jump in a pool and splash around, go to the beach, or just hang out with your friends or play video games in your house like a shut-in neet. But it's also hot as...

Sometimes tale emerge haphazardly or disconnected, others with meaning and relation drawn from kind. But by as large sprung of intent to offer insights, into the Frame I call mine. So here follow thus what stories told, remaining nothing while remembered. -----------------------

Prologue Demise sat with Ghirahim, angry. "Well, Ghirahim, I am finally awake. And it took long enough. But I am not at full power. And if I am not at full power, I cannot take this world, as is my destiny. Also, I am having trouble controlling this vessel. He fights me at every opportunity. I...