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Empire of Dust
The dust cloud stretches over the dreary, ominous evening sky. At least I believe it is the evening since the hour of darkness is the norm, and the warm breeze brushing against human skin is a luxury. I take my daughter's hand as we both march towards the dim light sparked from candles like seas of stars surrounding the old wretched willow tree. As we get closer, the crowd begins to gather. Our hands tightly entwined while I navigate towards the front of the crowd, yet as the sea multiplies, we are crushed in its folding arms. Rest upon brittle tree branches lies a group of vigilant eyes, red sultry lips, and large prying ears that act as presidents of this holy event. They are known as the watcher, the guardians of Dominion.
By Nutchaya Noradechanunt5 years ago in Earth
Sisters of the Resistance
Sisters of the Resistance They gathered for the evening, flicking through the channels, one after the other. Nothing had changed. It was what it always was. It was the shameless broadcasting of lifeless black bodies, lying dead in the streets, attacked by riot police because, well, just because. See, things get worse before they get better, some say. Why can’t a brother or sister eat a sandwich in peace or drive down the goddamn street and just be. I worry that one day they will find us. We moved the resistance underground more than two decades ago. Luckily the ones that used to keep this land safe, still keep us safe and hidden away. We moved our resistance below the surface into a system of secret caves. This is how we have survived. Our lives matter, you know.
By Victoria Leigh5 years ago in Earth
To Juneau, With Love
Eating wild garlic was considered an act of treason. By the laws of the Manzanato Order, and the Universal Constitution of Submission to Live, the harshest of punishment would be enforced for any person, family, colony, or stratum who produced, consumed, or harvested an unregulated food source. And everything in the world’s seven sectors was regulated—from the edge of the Americas to the Yukonian Islands and the Africonga. Even the barren Arctic Islands were regulated.
By Kemari Howell5 years ago in Earth
The Heart Shaped Locket
Jacob found the heart shaped locket in the obsidian vase. How did it get there? This was part of her. This was a piece of Jacqueline. This is the way she wanted it. She was always leaving treasures to remind you of her. Only her. Just her. He couldn’t think outside the box. The box with the deep dark raven colored vase in it. This was all that was left after the rain of lightening barreled down destroying anything and everything leaving nothing but the smokey sky. The obsidian cave had saved him and now he knew that the vase was simple grace.
By Sailor Lee Palmer5 years ago in Earth
The great leap
It started with just a glitch, one here and one there. Cities were falling apart as chaos struck the world. It was like a bunch of mini earth quakes leading up to the big one. The moon was abnormally big with an unusual glow as the days got hotter and the sunsets possessed a rare combination of colors. Despite the beauty of it all, it wasn’t normal. Something just didn’t feel right. Maybe it was for the better. Time became timeless. Strange events hit left and right. It felt as if the world was preparing for a huge shift. One where very few could see the brighter side. Everyone had become less human and more robotic. Disassociation was the new norm. Happiness and laughter became a distant memory that grew so fond yet seemed so far away as the timeless days summoned a plethora of changes. Times that were only spoken of, yet rarely believed. Never seen before.
By Humanity Rose 🌹✨🦄5 years ago in Earth
Lemons
Her little hands squeezed the lemons as hard as she could. She could barely get a drop out. “Maybe I'm not strong enough?” She thought to herself and turned to look at the door. Always looking at the door. Waiting ⎼hoping for someone⎼ her mother to come home. But it had been too many days and even though her heart was still broken she had already cried out all of her tears. Even so, she never stopped longing to see her. Wishing she'd open the door, yet no one came. She had eaten all of the crackers and much of the jam that was left in the cupboards. There was still a rather large box of dried raisins and some other items. Being left alone eating snacks left her feeling drained even though she wasn't hungry. She had seen a lot over the past few years. And it seemed to catch up to her. For the last few months she had been having night terrors. And ever so often her hands would tremble. She never knew why.
By Michael Weil5 years ago in Earth
Bonsai & Celestial Gardens
I like art that tells a story. For the truth I am not sorry. The unknown for some is scary. I love style & high culture. I like life's colorful mixture. Bonsai art's a garden feature. I adore the art of Bonsai. Miniature trees intrigue the eye. Caring for plants some don’t get why. These small trees can live very long. Each unique tree has its own song. Caring for tree there’s right, & wrong. Every tree needs the right water. Some can take cold some like hotter. Bonsai pots are like a platter. Bonsai art requires patience, true care focus & persistence. Every master needs assistance. We will make a royal garden. Where young trees mature & harden. I love to watch their fruit ripen.
By David Duran 5 years ago in Earth
