The red fabric wagon is pulled along the streets, nearing the busy market. Inside lies a little girl - her eyes closed, her breathing steady, she is seemingly asleep.
The little girl can feel every loose stone on the rocky street as the wagon wheels bump over them. The little girl is not asleep; she wants to be at the market, she wants to be around the exciting smells and sounds and people, but...
“Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?” Sylvia asks.
“To be honest? I don’t know.” I respond, shaking my head.
“What?!” Jaxx looks up from his book, “You can’t be serious.”
“Why are you so aggressive, Jaxx? It was a harmless question.” I roll my eyes.
“Yeah, and you answered like it was a serious one. It’s stupid; the sun’s just a huge ball of gas.”
Jaxx shoves his nose back into ...
the air gets darker. i can feel the atmosphere get thick with moisture, my neck gets sweaty and it feels like i’m breathing water. clouds roll in, thick grey poofs, with occasional flashes of blue-white light. a distant rumble shakes the earth, like a giant waking up. i can smell it - a fresh, clean, natural scent, and it feels crisp. at the same time, it’s thick and heavy and clammy.
the rain b...
i fail. i fail again, and again, again, over and over. no matter how hard i try, no matter how many times i try, it doesn’t work.
_thats it, _i realize,_ i can’t do this._ i give up. _almost. _maybe, if i try one more time, it’ll work.
it doesn’t. not everything is easy, like in stories. not everything is possible....
imagine this
since you’re so
emotionally dull
and can’t tell what i mean
imagine
that this car window
is my trust
it’s whole
and smooth
and safe
now,
have you seen
those tools
you use
to break the window
in case of an emergency?
you didn’t wait for an emergency
you struck it
into the window,
my trust
and it shattered
you did it intentionally
for fun
and now, this window
can’t protect yo...
i am afraid
of the dark
but what would happen
if i forgot
that fear?
if i realized
that the dark
is just like the light,
i wouldn’t be scared.
except, you might say
we can’t see.
and what’s wrong
with that?
what’s so scary
about not knowing
not seeing
what’s there?
do you really need to know?
can you maybe enjoy
what is unknown to you?
but, you say,
something dangerous
could be lurking.
th...
_This is bad. _
_bad _
_bad _
_bad_
_bad_
_bad._
Imogen sprints down the corridor, tripping but getting up again. Time is running out, she needs to move fast. But, she is only human, and her lungs can only take so much. She stops to catch her breath.
A humming sound from behind her startles her, and she whips around, ready to fight anyone.
“Woah, calm down.” Says Melor, slowing his elec...
when i first met you
i didn’t think about it.
you were just a kid (a wierd one, too)
a class clown
who wanted everyone to laugh
who wanted everyone’s attention
when i went to the event
i got to know you
i got to talk to you
you’re a nice person
i liked you
as a friend?
yes
maybe more?
maybe
months pass
i don’t see you anymore
that’s okay
maybe next year
i will
we can be friends again
i’d li...
TW: needles
In this world, everyone has a purpose.
In this world, you will never be forgotten.
This world? This world is perfect.
I am in this year’s Seventeens. Last year, I was a Sixteen. Last year, I had thought that I would have to wait two more years to receive my Purpose. But in January, they decreed that everyone will receive their Purpose a year earlier, when they’re a Seventeen.
...
She stares down at the paper.
**Dear Nadezhda, **
** **We are sad to inform you that
your great uncle Aleksander
Vasilyevich has passed on the
date of January 5th. He has left
several of his possessions to you
in his will. We would like you to
come to our quarters to claim
these possessions. Information on
when and where are stat...
