It’s the only thing to describe this,
devastation,
it is horrid, awful,
this catastrophe,
Nothing seems right anymore,
nothing is good,
when will it be all right?
when will it go away?
Devastation is everywhere,
it brings pain and suffering,
hurtful scenes envelope,
this place,
Devastation,
is the only thing to describe this.
Synopsis:
This is a bunch of stories wrapped into one big one. This will include Wolf Clan and Masquerade, two stories that I have been working on. Masquerade longer than Wolf Clan, which I was actually going to have made into a book, but decided to put it in this group of stories, since it wouldn’t be long enough probably. The stories themselves are about people or creatures with amazing abilities. There is a girl with ghost powers, who is technically dead, but some of her friends can see her. Another is a woman who can control time, and another with flower abilities. Wolf Clan is about pretty much what the title says, but Tiey is a wolf with hightened senses, even more so than a normal wolf. Masquerade you can read the synopsis of on the Masquerade page.
I hope to keep up with the deadline, but I apologize if I do not, as I may have a job soon. This is all I’m willing to divuldge right now, so look forward to July! 🙂
We all have hollowed memories,
they are shells of the memories,
we keep locked up inside,
that are waiting to be released,
these shells break under pressure,
and give way to powerful abilities,
powers unlike any other,
these powers we should not have,
The hollowed memories come and go,
they can be happy, sad,
fearful, spiteful,
even evil and destructive,
every day we encounter them,
these hollowed memories.
Coming soon! Ghost Arc: 7/23/10.
Written by,
Liana Ilia
This story has been delayed until I can write on it, sorry. I just don’t have many ideas for it right now. Even though I am working on Masquerade a bit here and there. 🙂
We all have hollowed memories,
they are shells of the memories,
we keep locked up inside,
that are waiting to be released,
these shells break under pressure,
and give way to powerful abilities,
powers unlike any other,
these powers we should not have,
The hollowed memories come and go,
they can be happy, sad,
fearful, spiteful,
even evil and destructive,
every day we encounter them,
these hollowed memories.
When the mind loses consciousness,
it slips into another world,
another universe altogether,
and finds itself lost completely,
The mind separates from the body,
and leaves no trace,
of ever having a thought,
to hold on to,
This out of mind, out of body,
experience will end eventually,
and then everything will seem insignificant,
since it’s a feeling unlike any other,
A chill runs up the spine,
sending a wave of thoughts,
to the mind in one burst,
but all of it is too much,
The mind is slipping,
in and out of consciousness,
it is slipping away,
more and more.