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BackstabI'm right behind you.
I won't lend a hand.
I won't speak at all.
I'm right behind you.
Just hoping you'd fall.
Dear Old Rickety TreeOld rickety tree,
How do you stay up,
As you sway in the breeze?
Your leaves fall to the ground.
And yet you continue to
Stay alive year round.
The House That WasBreak the windows,
Pull up all the floor boards,
Rip out the cords.
The house that was
In my small, swollen heart
Was now torn apart.
You Gave Me A StarLast night you gave me a star
A resplendent little light
You made it a surprise
Hiding it behind your thumb all night
So I wouldn't notice
The new twinkle
In our night's sky
"Without further ado"
You whispered to me
As you showed me
Our own little island
In a sea of darkness and wonder.
"Make a wish"
you smiled bashfully
"Its your star after all"
And I wished
I wished a million times
On that tiny light
That one day
I might be able to give you
All the stars in our sky.
Streetlights, Not StarlightI make my wishes
on illuminated streets
under starless skies
painted an abysmal black.
Fraudulent counterfeit lamps
glow brighter than the real deal
as long as they stand
within arms' reach
and eyes' sight.
Whilst emitting their deceitful luminescence,
these too-good-to-be-true stars,
so close to us,
mask the glow of those they imitate
with the dazzling daze they produce,
and it sadly seems as though
most of us accept these fakes.
So, under starless skies
painted an abysmal black,
on falsely illuminated streets
is where I speak my wishes;
I wish I could see
those stifled stars again.
What do you wish for?
1,000 Word Short Story ContestGood day, writers of dA! Our new short story contest has subscriptions, points, features, and more to win! Everyone is welcomed to join the group and participate!
The challenge of this contest is to tell a story in just 1,000 words.
Theme: "After you’ve climbed a mountain, you still have to come down again."
Interpret at will; you can use the prompt literally, morally, linguistically, or metaphorically. We highly encourage creativity and using the prompt in unique ways!
You can use the exact line in your piece if you wish to, but it is not required.
Deadline: April 20th
Length [Bullet; Purple][Bullet; Purple]
Your story should be as close to 1,000 words as possible, but we will accept within 50 words of 1,000. Thus, you story needs to be between 950 and 1,050 words to be accepted.
[Bullet; Orange][Bullet; Orange] Prizes!<
jet plane corpsesYour breath on tundra winter air
Lustful grasps looming, eulogies slit your lips
Hot air goes up,
and you cold air
How to Train Your Ender Dragon - Part One
This is Blackrock. It's twelve days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery.
My home. In a word? Sturdy. It's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunset.
The only problems are the pests.
You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes… well, we have…
A rather scrawny boy with spiky brown hair and a black scarf around his neck opened his front door, then his eyes widened and shut it again just as a dozen arrows thudded onto the other side.
“Monsters...” He said fearfully.
Most people would leave.
But not us.
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