Fiction

Looking through the window of a cafe, I see my reflection. Long blonde hair, and light blue eyes. The wind blows, messing up my perfectly styled hair, and as I go to fix it, I realize my reflection isn't following my movements.

Author's Note: This story isn't exactly mine to tell. One day, I came home from school, crying because I got a huge blister (this happened in elementary school) and the blister spread across my entire palm.

In the depths of winter,

in such dry weather,

I go out to get wood,

the cold biting my skin.

I wear gloves to prevent splinter 

made of fine, durable, and tough leather,

It was a moment, as fleeting as the click of a heel on wood.

It was like looking in a mirror. If the mirror was distorted and cruel in nature.

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i love braindumping :3

The Princess never expected this.

She never expected her world to spiral out of her control.

She never expected to witness the cycle of death and life before her very eyes.

Analogy I wrote for my honors english class last year. Figured it was good enough to start things out.

  My name is Noelle.  I come from a wealthy family living in Colorado.  His name is Jeremiah.  He moved with his family from New Mexico.  His family is quite poor.

September 22th

Charlotte Madden had never been so excited in her life. Ever. 

She was pretty positive she wasn't going to make it through this alive. 

She was the lead. 

Once upon a time, there was a boy. This boy, out of all the boys in town, had trouble reading. So, he asked the sky for help. He asked her, "Oh dear sky, whatever shall I do?

This is the opening sequence/prologue to my Orpheus and Eurydice rewrite (partially inspired by Hadestown with the tracks and all but I have never seen the musical) in 1860s cowboy Texas!