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“Raining isn’t the sky weeping. Raining is the sky ridding itself of its pains from the previous day and starting afresh.”

alright, here goes:

the day after, it rained. it rained and washed the sidewalks, the grass, giving life to it. it was beautiful. i saw my life in that rain. the pain, the feeling of sadness. i broke more than just a few things in the past. but this rain was different. it wasnt gods tears, weeping at the world. it was cleansing, it was a refresh. i took a deep breath in, wistfully thinking back to a life before i knew strife, a place of black and white and simple decisions. a time before addiction. i breathed out, and it was like my feelings left with it, the steam lightly clouding the cold window with memory. today, i know, is a new day. today, the world has chosen to wash itself clean. so why cant i?

@Shadowed what do you think?

Edited by TheRavenHasLanded
Posted
13 hours ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

“Raining isn’t the sky weeping. Raining is the sky ridding itself of its pains from the previous day and starting afresh.”

alright, here goes:

the day after, it rained. it rained and washed the sidewalks, the grass, giving life to it. it was beautiful. i saw my life in that rain. the pain, the feeling of sadness. i broke more than just a few things in the past. but this rain was different. it wasnt gods tears, weeping at the world. it was cleansing, it was a refresh. i took a deep breath in, wistfully thinking back to a life before i knew strife, a place of black and white and simple decisions. a time before addiction. i breathed out, and it was like my feelings left with it, the steam lightly clouding the cold window with memory. today, i know, is a new day. today, the world has chosen to wash itself clean. so why cant i?

@Shadowed what do you think?

ooh that’s really good! i like it!!

Posted
On 9/28/2023 at 10:28 AM, Edema Rue said:

1. A telepath reading a broken mind.

2. Create an entire relationship through a series of texts.

3. Describe the moment when a heart breaks.

4. A hungry monster awakens. 

im gonna give one of these a go at some point this month.

  • 2 weeks later...
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@Edema Rue

im gonna do the first one you mentioned to me right now.

Telepath reading a broken mind.

I drew in a sharp breath as i psyched myself up. Going into this mind will be... hard. I've spent years doing this, but still I get worried every time. I close my eyes and dive. I land on a field of broken glass, each shard digging into my soles. I get off the glass quickly and move towards a rocky path over left of me. i grabbed a rock, only to have it crumble. what happened here... i think to myself as i move forward. i painfully begin making my way up the wall, testing everything before i put my weight on it. I finally grab the ledge to find a single chest, locked with a padlock. I mentally inhale. This is it... what im looking for.. i smile to myself as i walk forward, ready to get out. i never noticed my feet sinking until it was too late. Down, down, down i went as my head went under the mental grime, and i take a final gasp, then quiet.

Posted
13 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

@Edema Rue

im gonna do the first one you mentioned to me right now.

Telepath reading a broken mind.

I drew in a sharp breath as i psyched myself up. Going into this mind will be... hard. I've spent years doing this, but still I get worried every time. I close my eyes and dive. I land on a field of broken glass, each shard digging into my soles. I get off the glass quickly and move towards a rocky path over left of me. i grabbed a rock, only to have it crumble. what happened here... i think to myself as i move forward. i painfully begin making my way up the wall, testing everything before i put my weight on it. I finally grab the ledge to find a single chest, locked with a padlock. I mentally inhale. This is it... what im looking for.. i smile to myself as i walk forward, ready to get out. i never noticed my feet sinking until it was too late. Down, down, down i went as my head went under the mental grime, and i take a final gasp, then quiet.

OoooOOOOoooo…thanks! That was fun :D 

Posted (edited)

Describe the moment when a heart breaks? I'll try...

If you watch closely, you may notice that sometimes your heart is fragile. You poke it, you prod it, then leave it be, not wanting to end something bad. Then you find someone. They go beyond just poking and prodding. It doesn't matter where, because they find a place and worm into your heart. They shower your thoughts with love and affection, and you are blinded to the intent that they have. You care for them as you would your own family, and love them just as much. Years pass, and suddenly your someone finds something newer, something more refined than you. They begin to pull out, inch by inch. Each inch shatters a part of your heart, the shards sticking to your mind, sticking to your heart as they continue to leave you. When the person you thought was yours leaves, that is when the heart breaks. A slow crack down the middle, held together only by shock. That soon fades, the fragments falling to the ground and breaking into pieces, some visible, others not. Inside your heart is a single tear. The payment you gave to your someone. They gave it back. You pick up the pieces. You stride out the door. You are still you... but something is lost, something more...

this was just depressing

@Edema Rue

Edited by TheRavenHasLanded
Posted
5 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

well thanks. i tried to evoke the imagery of weaponizing the broken heart. 

…I did that when I sent a very aggressive text to a child the other day. 

Posted

i no longer need a prompt...

@SmilingPanda19 this is for you.

I wish

Spoiler

I wish i could tell you

of all the things you do

you create whole worlds

 

I wish you would know

that you have strength beyond anything you know.

and that you can choose to live.

 

I wish i could give you a hug

and whisper into your ear

that you are amazing

 

I wish i could fall

so that you can rise

like a phoenix captured enthralled

 

i wish you would stand

and look yourself in the eye

and say thank you, for living

 

finally, I hope you continue

in these small endeavors

and make others happy. 

here's something else (mostly just my feelings)

Lost

Spoiler

I'm lost in this whirlwind. Not knowing where to twist to get myself out, but also knowing that there is peace somewhere within it. I could obsess over your emotions, your own whirlwind, and forget about mine while it gets stronger. but that doesnt work forever... it eventually becomes too powerful and uproots all the plants i had so carefully buried in the ground. I lose the progress i made. and just because of a small whirlwind that i didnt protect myself from... for how do i protect another's garden while i leave my own to the winds. So i must protect my own plants. then ill help you protect yours.

 

Posted
4 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

i no longer need a prompt...

@SmilingPanda19 this is for you.

I wish

  Reveal hidden contents

I wish i could tell you

of all the things you do

you create whole worlds

 

I wish you would know

that you have strength beyond anything you know.

and that you can choose to live.

 

I wish i could give you a hug

and whisper into your ear

that you are amazing

 

I wish i could fall

so that you can rise

like a phoenix captured enthralled

 

i wish you would stand

and look yourself in the eye

and say thank you, for living

 

finally, I hope you continue

in these small endeavors

and make others happy. 

here's something else (mostly just my feelings)

Lost

  Reveal hidden contents

I'm lost in this whirlwind. Not knowing where to twist to get myself out, but also knowing that there is peace somewhere within it. I could obsess over your emotions, your own whirlwind, and forget about mine while it gets stronger. but that doesnt work forever... it eventually becomes too powerful and uproots all the plants i had so carefully buried in the ground. I lose the progress i made. and just because of a small whirlwind that i didnt protect myself from... for how do i protect another's garden while i leave my own to the winds. So i must protect my own plants. then ill help you protect yours.

 

………… thank you I really needed that you have no idea 

Posted

poetry, cause why not:

Spoiler

rip

rip

rip

thats the sound

rip

rip 

rip

of people losing themselves

rip 

rip 

rip

to a thing we cant fight

rip 

rip

rip

because it can't be fought on a battle ground.

rip 

rip

rip

this enemy

rip

rip

rip

is inside our head

rip 

rip

rip

run.

 

Posted

ooooooooohhhhhhhh EDDIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE IVE GOT A THING FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

@Edema Rue

Spoiler

Edward Forlin was 6 when she remembered seeing her first hunger games. It horrified her, but also enticed her. there was almost... an art to how the game makers killed the people. Eddie wanted to become one of them, from that moment forward. She started quietly, doing games for bugs, and when that wasnt entertaining enough, she put incentives out. that was when the killing began. The deaths themselves were not glorious, as the bugs werent children. but eddie gained an insight: put something everyone wants, and strip away human comforts, the real games begin... and so she plotted. she rose to the top, killing hundreds of tributes with a malicious glee and a shining in her eye. Then she met a man. That man had a child. a beautiful, innocent, delicious child. She plotted for years. and when he was of age, she threw the boy to the wolves. and by god, it was GLORIOUS. and for once, the beast inside of her was satiated... but never forever...

 

Posted
5 minutes ago, TheRavenHasLanded said:

ooooooooohhhhhhhh EDDIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE IVE GOT A THING FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

@Edema Rue

  Reveal hidden contents

Edward Forlin was 6 when she remembered seeing her first hunger games. It horrified her, but also enticed her. there was almost... an art to how the game makers killed the people. Eddie wanted to become one of them, from that moment forward. She started quietly, doing games for bugs, and when that wasnt entertaining enough, she put incentives out. that was when the killing began. The deaths themselves were not glorious, as the bugs werent children. but eddie gained an insight: put something everyone wants, and strip away human comforts, the real games begin... and so she plotted. she rose to the top, killing hundreds of tributes with a malicious glee and a shining in her eye. Then she met a man. That man had a child. a beautiful, innocent, delicious child. She plotted for years. and when he was of age, she threw the boy to the wolves. and by god, it was GLORIOUS. and for once, the beast inside of her was satiated... but never forever...

 

EDWARD?

XDDD

That made me so happy, thank youuuu!!

but also

Edward 

*is crying of laughter in class*

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