Love
I Love You, Samantha
I don’t believe it!! This is not happening!! Am I dreaming? My thoughts started to swirl together, as if an F5 Tornado had touched down in my head. I winced from pinching my forearm, causing a sharp pain that tingled as it spread through the nerves up my arm, like wildfire. This can’t be real; I won’t accept it. I can’t handle this.
By Deecan Frost5 years ago in Fiction
Lover's Festival
A farmer's daughter was so fair, and a banker's son was so charming; to be wed only in death's bed. These lyrics have always haunted my thoughts of love. I suppose they shaped my childhood notions. It was the rhyme we all heard as children in our small town. They sang it every year for the Lover’s Festival. The town had turned an old lover’s fable into hopeful merriment. We sang, we made wishes, and we prayed for love.
By Meredith Lawless5 years ago in Fiction
The Wish
Alaric was always pleased by the autumn time. For some reason the season warmed his inner soul. He would often imagine being embraced by the soft coziness of the inside, while acknowledging the growing cold that intensified outside. This gave Alaric peace. However, with the summer having left, so too went Alaric's bright & sunny mood.
By MONSTRONIK5 years ago in Fiction






