CurseShe's a curse, filling my head with her deep voice and images of her contagious smile.Curse by TheEmerald
She's completely innocent, if you don't consider the endless nights she's kept me awake, tormented by fantasies and memories.
How was I supposed to know that thorn contained the worst kind of poison? The rose was so tempting, that it was well worth the risk.
Still, this venom she's injected by her own fangs eats away at my flesh, night by night, taking bits and pieces of me.
Like little parasites, they dig into my brain and replace my treasured memories with globs of tar, carrying them away to her lair where she nonchalantly sets them aside in her collection.
She's working on her next victim now, and soon she will have enough to complete her ultimate weapon.
Meanwhile, her mindless drones who she's cast aside while on the hunt have begun to gather.
She's unknowingly assembled an army, or maybe that was her plan all along.
To us she's the one and only; our public enemy number one, and our castle in th
Up the River Marcus awoke, his eyes staring up at a starry sky. He found himself resting upon the riverbank, far from anything familiar. The boy could still recall the feeling of the stream's current pulling at him, the waves forcing his head under. It had taken only moments for the river to pump his lungs full of water, forcing any trace of air out of his mouth in a flurry of bubbles. Then came the pain, stinging at his eyes until they shut tight, bringing him out of consciousness. But I'm awake now, he thought to himself. I must find home. With that, he rose, making his way upstream.Up the River by SakuraForest
He felt awfully strange after the entire ordeal. Each of his footsteps felt light, as if he had just awoken from a peaceful sleep. Then again, Marcus surmised that he had been left on the shore for quite sometime, for he found himself to be dry. The only thing that hinted at him ever even being in peril was the raw feeling within his chest. The boy had tried to purge the feel