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A pair of hands extended from out of the darkness, reaching out and grabbing onto the cold grey stone wall. A small frail body soon followed after collapsing into the wall exhausted and tense, the body belonged to a young fourteen year old girl. Her (h/c) hair was cut shorter then a boy's, showing off the scars and bruises she had gained on her head throughout her time here, a blood stained bandage went over her left (e/c) eye hiding a horrific scar she can only beg to heal.
The torches on the wall began to flicker commanding her to rise from the stone as a groan of pain escaped her throat as her sore body began to lift itself up, once up the girl properly attached her steel sword and dagger to the blood stained leather armor (Y/n) wore. She started walking down the stone corridor of bricks listening carefully to the oh-so-familiar voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen next up we have a Thunder Wave!" A cheer half as quiet as it should be rumbled through the corridor. "As you all know Thunder Waves only occur when we have a full house" he made a small pause as a sound of paper been crumbled came out of the speakers "Tonight our great warrior (W/N) will be fighting our thunder wave!"
"Just hurry up and open the gate" You growled even though no one could hear you it helped in it's own little way. Stopping in front of a gate you look to your right to see a large thick rope going up and threw the ceiling of the corridor, grabbing the rope with both arms you pulled on it soon causing a large bell to start ringing telling everyone the warrior was ready. The gates rose up letting you out into the sandy circular arena with broken runes protruding out of the sand. Looking up and into the stands you saw the Thorns, the so-called police that where supposed to protect this lazy excuse of a world. Looking back down to the rune arena you saw your opponite "Oh fuck me sideways with a stick" you hiss quickly drawing your steel sword and dagger. Bolting towards the Griffin on the other side of the arena, you climb up onto one of the fallen runes and jump off it to land onto the chimera's back. Once landing on the back of the beast you quickly dig your dagger into its skin and muscle causing the Griffin in response to throws it's back into the wall of the arena crushing you braking your left arm and a few ribs in the process.
As the giant beast pulls away from the wall you fall to the sand limp but alive, as your eyes flicker darkness starts appear in small dots but in time they get bigger until everything gets darker till your left in the quiet peaceful darkness.
The torches on the wall began to flicker commanding her to rise from the stone as a groan of pain escaped her throat as her sore body began to lift itself up, once up the girl properly attached her steel sword and dagger to the blood stained leather armor (Y/n) wore. She started walking down the stone corridor of bricks listening carefully to the oh-so-familiar voice.
"Ladies and gentlemen next up we have a Thunder Wave!" A cheer half as quiet as it should be rumbled through the corridor. "As you all know Thunder Waves only occur when we have a full house" he made a small pause as a sound of paper been crumbled came out of the speakers "Tonight our great warrior (W/N) will be fighting our thunder wave!"
"Just hurry up and open the gate" You growled even though no one could hear you it helped in it's own little way. Stopping in front of a gate you look to your right to see a large thick rope going up and threw the ceiling of the corridor, grabbing the rope with both arms you pulled on it soon causing a large bell to start ringing telling everyone the warrior was ready. The gates rose up letting you out into the sandy circular arena with broken runes protruding out of the sand. Looking up and into the stands you saw the Thorns, the so-called police that where supposed to protect this lazy excuse of a world. Looking back down to the rune arena you saw your opponite "Oh fuck me sideways with a stick" you hiss quickly drawing your steel sword and dagger. Bolting towards the Griffin on the other side of the arena, you climb up onto one of the fallen runes and jump off it to land onto the chimera's back. Once landing on the back of the beast you quickly dig your dagger into its skin and muscle causing the Griffin in response to throws it's back into the wall of the arena crushing you braking your left arm and a few ribs in the process.
As the giant beast pulls away from the wall you fall to the sand limp but alive, as your eyes flicker darkness starts appear in small dots but in time they get bigger until everything gets darker till your left in the quiet peaceful darkness.
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the oceans deepness
Open, oddly old
Creepy, crispy cold
Eerily endless depths
And all those secret mysteries
Nearly nobody knows about
Literature
Bottled
It was her,
The one
With the swinging whips of dirty blonde
across her cheeks.
With that cocktail-holding, pill-rattling
S t a r e
That lashed like glow sticks across the pub.
Spring, summer's premature sister,
Had spiked the rainy window frames
With a drugged electricity.
intoxicated,
I could see it all her wide, cat like eyes.
Leans on the bar,
With her hemlines hitched up around her waist
On the balmy, slick barstool.
I pushed through the queues at the bar,
Sliding onto the stool beside her.
A few words
Stitched up the air between us;
I could feel her breath, warm and zingy
On my flushed cheeks.
Leaned on her shoulder
Literature
Ticking
Energetic emotions run rampant
Emptiness abound
Intelligence alone
Improvisational techniques
Screams run round
Faces from eons ago
My mind
Shattered
Truth and lies
Mix together into
Living dreams
Am I who I thought or
Am I who they thought
Who I am
Lost to time
Lost to myself
Help beyond grasp
Given form
Time is ticking
Ticking
Tickin
Ticki
Tick
Tic
Ti
T
Till I am all thats left
I am all thats left
Time passed by
Experiences forgotten
I am a lie
Told sweetly to others
Told by my
Self I stand
Until no longer
Until ichor pours from my eyes
Until my eyes are gone
Time approaching
The end is near
Here
Energetic emotions run rampant
Here
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Warning: Contains little Violence not much detail, Little swearing and mentions of slavery.
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First started out as a short paragraph i did while taking a train ride to the ekka and a week later i turned it
into what it is now, if there are any spelling and/or grammar mistakes please let me know and be kind about
it. I can't pick up on everything.
Warning: Contains little Violence not much detail, Little swearing and mentions of slavery.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
First started out as a short paragraph i did while taking a train ride to the ekka and a week later i turned it
into what it is now, if there are any spelling and/or grammar mistakes please let me know and be kind about
it. I can't pick up on everything.
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Nice.