Day 9: Sometimes

Sometimes, we fall in love with a coward.

Sometimes, we love someone who casts us aside for the sake of pursuing something that is, ultimately, more attracting by some virtue of a deceitfully physical illusion rather than substance of the emotional.

Sometimes, we are betrayed by those closest to us–for, no matter how virtuous or self-serving their ambition is (especially out of “true love”), they will do whatever it takes to see their goal completed, regardless of who may get hurt.

And, strangely, that’s alright.

Because, sometimes, it takes these to grow into something suited for better than these troubles.

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Day 8: Revelation

“Don’t you see it yet?”, she screamed, “all this time, she’s been playing both of us in whatever game she has because it benefits her, and you’ve been too swept up in this little romance of yours to see what it’s doing to everyone! Please, I beg of you, don’t be foolhardy about this and get us both killed before we have a chance to act!”

Samuel stood visibly shaken by Miranda’s confession, ostensibly horrified by the things he was listening to at the time. His breath caught and choked his throat as he struggled to put the pieces together.

Day 5: Thrill

The wheels spun faster and faster down the hill as the bike sped onward. There was a curve that would shortly slope upward, yes, but the leviathan of a mountain that awaited afterwards was worth the uphill pedal. Knowing this, Blake moved upwards with one bicycle stroke at a time, forgetting about the physical exertion on his body as he made it to the top of the mound.

He looked down upon the descending path with a mixture of familiar wonder and apprehension before breathing in and riding down, all previous worries and concerns consumed by the literal thrill ride.

Need writing prompts! Help!

Hey readers! Lately, I have been using writing as an outlet for therapy and creativity, and have found that this has been really beneficial–especially when I seek to have my work published. Over the past month or so, I have been trying to come up with ideas for short stories, but have caught myself in a rut or a writer’s block as a result. So if you’re reading this and have a good promt for a possible piece, please leave a comment!

Into the Shadow

A Plague

Has found me,

My body and spirit

Slowly slumbering

To its quiet lull.

In my prayerful mind,

A void is unlocked,

Where the thing has made

Its domain.

A small sliver of light

Dances behind me,

Illuminating the abyss

But also a road

To follow its still, small voice.

Ultimately,

I choose the small sliver of light

Over defeating the monster,

For I do not desire eternal imprisonment

For defeating the monster.

Over its existing influence,

The light’s voice beckons onward

To a better salvation.

First Post!

Hello to everyone reading this! I had written an introduction earlier, but, since I am very, very new to the world of online blogging, I managed to lose all of that and the pretty awesome design that I had had for my page.

Anyway, as the page title suggests, I am an aspiring writer who likes to write about a variety of different topics and ideas, from the ones affecting a wide array of groups and populations¬†(such as sociopolitical movements and education concerns) to those that happen on a more interpersonal or intrapersonal level (such as communication between a friend/partner or matters involving philosophy and spirituality). I am always more than happy to discuss or debate these things and many others with the readers, so long as there isn’t any mudslinging going on from either side. I am also open to constructive critiques!

I am also a martial arts enthusiast; a lover of festivals, ranging from renaissance to music to seasonal carnivals; and a person who is thirsty for adventure and traveling, both domestically and abroad. To see the rest of the world is a dream I intend to make happen.

Having said this, I am not entirely sure what I am doing at the moment, but I am sure I will grow into it. I am eager to see where this goes!