"Note" By Robert Meadows
To start on a dream,
not like any other.
I was so scared,
seeking any comfort...
You came to me,
saved me from my nightmare.
I was forever grateful,
yet could not mutter the words...
comfort me fully,
not just in my dreams...
And so you learned my passion,
and I couldn't look straight...
You eyes as green as grass,
grass I wished to lay in...
Then you gave it to me,
a note.
Will you go out with me? Yes / No
I endlessly circled yes.
yes, yes, yes.
and it would only last forever.
The End, The Means, The Truth by Robescon, literature
Literature
The End, The Means, The Truth
The road to Hell,
is paved with good intentions.
The fiery brimestone,
sweet as honey turned sour.
The path to power,
is slick as lies and greed.
The towering smoke stacks,
politics as unsavory as medicine.
Good intent in evil deeds,
but does the end justify the means?
Screaming the silence of need,
an island as quiet as space.
A lone child cries,
and sobering is just.
The drug is a euphoria,
an eden of pain.
Only those who dare,
understand this heavy fare.
"Songs and Sways"
If I could sing a song,
what would it be?
A song to lull you to sleep,
would you dream of me?
If I could move to a dance,
how would I charm?
A sway of love,
I mean you no harm.
My love is intent on you,
so I will sing and sway.
your love is for me,
I can only pray.
"Stop"
I don't like the bloody cut,
Your life in a strange rut.
I can see your eyes burn,
Feelings in your stomach churn.
Your face is red from the chase,
breath and stop the inert race.
Stop to smell the flowers,
for winter will turn them sour.
To watch the moon set,
not a care or a fret.
To watch the sky dim,
see Luna slender and slim.
eyelids get heavy,
they break like the levee.
I see dark til light,
and I wake at days bright.
Not remembering the nights dark,
I wake and begin the day stark.
Suicide Mission
Kellians Jackels, Special Ops.
From the last peak of the mountain, stood three men, each staring down at a small trading post. They each looked for weak points, areas were they could make good cover, and other strategic points. One broke the silence, Norringtin spoke "We can easily take the place, but with our numbers? can we hold it for more than a day?"
The second, Flinn, responded, "Doubtfully, I can't see any place that we can take a defensive hold. This is unlike any trading post I have seen in my days..." he turned from the post and looked at the troops, who stood back about twenty feet, "I say our best bet would be
An account of the first battle of the Unspoken War.
From the perspective of Frons Versis.
The hunters scouted ahead, but other than them, we were all in line, marching slowly to the battle ground. We had marched for days in perilous conditions, the Skitters probably outnumbered us four to one. I saw one of the hunter get attacked by them, he took one false step and set of an ambush. The other hunters came as swiftly as they could to his aid, but he was a dead man after the first swoop. we had to walk past his body. Only one attack from one of the skitters was able to shear his head clean off. The percision and cleaness of the cut was phen
I dream for her,
I dream a subtle dream,
night and night again,
an unnoticed dream.
I wake only to find the darkness,
only after my perfect dream,
I fall asleep only to find the same dream,
the perfect dream broken by darkness.
We stand close, her and I,
we lean together to kiss,
I close my eyes only to open them again,
and so I see noght but darkness.
Do good for others,
good comes to you,
all the time I help,
and even sacrafice,
but for all I've done
I have noticed,
people barely appriciate,
what I would love to get,
so, is kharma holding back,
and, on me, for what reason?
Con the thief
"They're breaking our defenses!" one of the gaurds screamed, "but don't stop
fighting, we must protect the king and prince!"
Young Conkord was tucked in the corner, and his father Redford, the king of the
telvan castle, he tried to say something to comfort his sun, but all he could do was worry,
that his former neglogance could be the end of his familys life. Redford was covered in
armor and weapons, he had two swords, and plate armor covering his body, he grabbed the hilt of the dagger and unsheathed it, "do you remember the secret exit I showed you, take this dagger and escape!" the frightened Conkord slowly shook
Dragen, and the unwanted burden...
"Ok son," a gruff man said "time to practice" the man pointed at a tree "when I was ten, I could burn an entire tree to ash in less than a minute, your nine now, you try."
The kid looked at his father and said "but dad, I want to go play with my friends" he looked at his dad in disappointment.
The man just gave him a stern look and he sighed. the kid looked towards the a tree and held ot his hand, palms up, two small orbs of fire appeared floating over his hands, they were both orange. the kid sighed once more and said "fireball rapid fire technique" as he threw one fireball another wuls appear, and he
WC-Hyphen, electric master by Robescon, literature
Literature
WC-Hyphen, electric master
"One more time Hyphen" Intask said "hit the traget" Intask walked toward the target,
and everytime his left foot hit the ground it clincked, "I'll even re-program the holodisk
and make it bigger" he made his way to the console and made the target holograph an inch bigger, and placed it on a holograph of a gaurd robot.
"why did you change the backround? I liked the one that looked like a sword!" He looked for the target and noticed it was on the left shoulder armor piece, he muttered "small bolt" and a thin blast of electricity shot out of his right hand and hit the very rim of the target.
"not good enough, you will never get as good a
WC-Klew Omen, soul survivor by Robescon, literature
Literature
WC-Klew Omen, soul survivor
Klew Omen, soul survivor
"Come on" klew said "gimme my stick back" He was jumping trying to grab the stick from veron, a boy the same age, only taller, "my dad hand crafted it for my training."
klew was a boy of average size, abut four feet tall and skinny, he like to wear a bandana on his arm. Veron was like klew except taller, He has two sticks in his off hand, and klews stick in his right hand, "fight me for it," he said as he threw one of his secondary sticks at Klew "I won't use yours, can you beat me? we are rivals, you should try."
Klew grabbed the stick and rushed toward Veron for a first strike, but veron anticapated it and kno
Grenge, half-breed
"stay back, I don't want to hurt you" the guard said "you demon, you can't enter, your kind is not allowed" the gaurd threw a rock at the kid.
"But..." the kid said, his voice got quiet "I wanna play with the other kids, in the courtyard..." he looked sad and tried to protest but gave up and walked away.
"Mom, why do they hate us?" the kid asked as he returned home, "why can't I play with the other kids?"
His mom looked down at him, "we are not like them, Grenge, we aren't meant to be there that is all you need to know."
~-~
"It's dinner time, Senphorie, Grenge, are my boys hungrey?" the mom called as a man and g
Rob, and his burden
"come on" Rob viciously typped away "I have to get this story done, and then I'll
submit it, I can't stand this, I love writing but... its so hard" he typed for another few
minutes.
Rob started "He tried to save the girl, but she slipped into the castle, and the
gates shut, he heard screaming, and knew his love was dead..." he sat down his keyboard "I
know that other people don't like the hero losing, but they don't mind if I do, so I don't
care" he dragged the mouse and saved the file.
"Hmph" Rob heard "are you sure you don't care, because I know you do, and even
though you can't see it you do too" Rob t
To watch the moon set,
not a care or a fret.
To watch the sky dim,
see Luna slender and slim.
eyelids get heavy,
they break like the levee.
I see dark til light,
and I wake at days bright.
Not remembering the nights dark,
I wake and begin the day stark.
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