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Aurelia ran as fast as she could through the thick brush. If she didn’t slow she could get to the edge of the protected region and take her final leap to freedom - as well as her first step towards her revolution. Her ears were ringing in the same way the sun has a buzz about it on the hottest days. It was the elders doing, a weak attempt at emotional distraction. Physically it felt like she was running against the winds of a hurricane and none of it mattered. None of it was real. They couldn’t stop her from what she had her mind set to do, they could only disillusion her but her mind had never been more clear. Even the God’s have free will. She let out a thunderous laugh at the irony of it all.
By S.20 days ago in Fiction
ATTENTION You must read, heed this without hesitation Keep your heads down and your mouths shut Your hands folded, your heart sweet
By S.2 months ago in Poets
When you are born a dreamer the world has a way of putting people in your life to stand as pillars. They are your place to rest when you fly a little too close to the sun,
By S.7 months ago in Poets
I couldn’t sleep last night because of you. You weren’t here, in fact, I haven’t spoken to you in years, but healing isn’t linear and once in a while you’ll creep back into my brain that’s been trained to fear you.
By S.7 months ago in Psyche
I remember dying vividly. It was 1977 and I was a nineteen year old who thought I had figured it out and had nothing new to learn. There was nothing to look forward to and nothing to look back on.
By S.8 months ago in Fiction
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” Hemingway said this, and he wasn’t wrong, the hard part is choosing which vein to bleed from...
By S.5 years ago in Writers
