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How?
How do moments turn to ashes
After they were as glorious and beautiful
As flames burning in our hearts?
How do dreams fade
After they were the compass
To the long desired fullfillment?
How does love end
After it makes you want to give it all
And ask for nothing in return?
Just how?
How does a single laugh or smile
Bring light when there is full of clouds?
And how can time run so fast
And not even wait for me?
Just how?
How can life be so unfair, yet beautiful?
How can many things hurt
And we still find that spark of strength
To move on?
How?
Featured
19 deviations
Literature
The Tunnel
The Tunnel
Discovery and DreadIn the afternoon of April tenth, the team from Dunhill Constructions Limited had proceeded to burrow deeper underground as required by their firm. They burrowed with he customary tools and lighting for almost two hours before they eventually discovered a hidden stone chamber. Putting all of their strength into the effort, they proceeded to grasp and slide open the massive stone hatch of the chamber. They spent one half hour together to move it. Finally, they succeeded and cast beams of light from their battery torches into the darkness of the chamber, to help them look inside. At first, it seemed to them that not
Chaptered Stories Opening Chapters
46 deviations
Literature
Priorities in a Story
I have noticed certain priorities that beginners have when they tell stories, vs. priorities that professional authors seem to have when they tell theirs.
It's interesting that beginners tend to focus on certain things that more experienced authors seem to grow out of, and it makes me wonder why.
I've decided to make a list about some of these things. Not for the sake of putting them down, so much as because it is interesting to me, and probably worth considering.
I think we need to think about WHY we write certain things, and our attitude behind it. This is what makes certain topics either immature or mature.
However the line is often bl
Short Stories Competition
11 deviations
Literature
'What have I learned about DeviantArt?'
What have I learned about DeviantArt? And I ask this question, why? I ask because I must play my part So it in my memory shall never die! What have I learned about DeviantArt? That Prince Pettiness stalks accounts; That hate art heralds the mood so tart And that the cartoons you like is all that counts. What have I learned about DeviantArt? That it is an ideologically battlefield Where fetishist and anti-fetishist start And sow the bloody harvest of tearful yield. What have I learned about DeviantArt? That there is little more hated than Eclipse; That this hate strikes straighter than a dart That repays itself in anger and a broken heart. But, you know what have I learned about DeviantArt? That for every bad action, there is an equally good one That for every dumb bigot, there's a kind deviant, smart That makes my mood shine brighter than the glowing sun!
Critique Folder
189 deviations
Literature
The Nightmare
I woke up with a throbbing headache. A few scant rays of morning sun poured onto my eyes, almost blinding me. My stomach grumbled and turned, threatening to empty its contents onto the floor. My entire body felt numb. For a few minutes I lay still, wishing I could fall back a sleep until the pain had subsided. I eventually decided it was impossible and sat up. I opened my eyes.
I paused, and stared around in shock. The room I was in was nothing like the one I remembered going to sleep in.
Wait… Did I remember going to sleep?
Moments from the night before came flooding into my head in broken patches, like fragments of voices heard ove
Dystopian
3 deviations
Literature
indelible | levi
Soulmate AU
[last words to your soulmate are tattooed on your wrist]
This fic is for icyfalls (https://www.deviantart.com/icyfalls) ' contest
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He finds her lying on blood-coated grass, her gaze on the sky passive, empty. Her crooked, broken blades lay by her sides, spider-leg digits curled tightly around the handles of her weapons. Her cloak is streaked red, along with the edges of her eyes, her cheeks. The woman’s usually smooth tresses are messy, spread out beneath her head.
She has accepted that she would die here without ever meeting her soulmate, something that would seem trivial to many members of the Survey Corps. The girl had always thought she
FanFiction
100 deviations
Literature
The Knocking
The KnockingGhostly update of the old song "Barnacle Bill the Sailor"
"Who's that knocking at my door?" asked the fair young maiden.
Two months had passed, since young Madeline Wright had last seen and been with Captain William Buck aka Barnacle Bill. Madeline had seen nobody apart from Captain Buck for almost one year; but, slowly, she grew bored and dissatisfied with their relationship. While Captain Buck was on a voyage at sea, Madeline met other men and they were landlocked. Shew dreaded entering another relationship like the one with Bill. She admitted most of those men, until the fateful moment when Captain William Buck was to set fort
Fantasy
68 deviations
Human Emotion
48 deviations
Mystery Detective
8 deviations
Literature
Ulterior Motives in Stories
Subjectivity relates to what we prefer. Objectivity relates to how something is despite how we feel about it. Some stories are objectively better quality than others. If we enjoy or get something out of a bad story it's because there was something good in us, not the story.
A story that fails to live up to the standards it set for itself or has a foundation built on the sand is failing in quality. We can debate whether or not it fails in this way. Refusing to acknowledge that there can be real levels of quality in storytelling because everything is "subjective" is the thing that's close-minded.
The best stories are the most particular. The
Non-Fiction
17 deviations
Literature
Serenade
SerenadeFor Puabi
Lying close together, in sweet silence;
Her tender sigh in my ear.
Singing softly her serenade;
The only word I hear,
"Beloved!"
Her slender arms around me;
Moist eyes looking into mine.
Our moments as long as days,
In our serene space beyond time.
There is no place,
Except the world borne from our long embrace.
Poetry - Free Verse
727 deviations
Literature
Bells
Bells"For whom the bells toll"
Far off and away, bells were ringing;
But there was not a church in sight.
The sky was pitch and almost devoid of clouds;
Hardly a star shined, that night.
The moon was new and dull.
In the nearest town, folks gathered round;
They chattered about those bells.
Nobody they knew had planned a wedding;
Nor any other service, so far as they could tell.
But still the bells did toll.
Then, there came a lonesome stranger
And his voice with shock grew loud;
His eyes moved to and fro in his head;
Then, he spoke of someone dead.
Poetry - Fixed Form
125 deviations
Literature
Bag Of Dreams
I once knew a boy
Who carried his dreams on his back
And kept them together
In a burlap sack,
Which he hoisted
And heaved
Until finally
He'd leave
Usually in the same way
That he came,
With a bag full of dreams
A back full of pain
And with nowhere left to stay.
This boy
Though so small
carried it all
Without a single complaint,
While his legs seemed to stall
And continually tried to fall
At every bump in the road.
But on the boy walked
He could not be stopped
On his quest to keep his dreams.
So to help him along
I sang him a song
So mellifluous
And so sweet
It became a lullaby
And slowly shut his eyes
So he could finally go to sleep.
And
Poetry - Spoken Word
3 deviations
Literature
Untitled
[ Untitled. ]
Characters:
M;
M's mother;
M's conscience;
M's past;
M's future;
ACT 1:
(M is in an empty room. She is a woman about the age of 20 and her skin is white. Her black hair and red lips stand in strong contrast with her pale skin. She is wearing a white dress, no shoes. She is curvy, her dress embracing quite gracefully her form. Next to her is a kantele, for which she reaches. M begins to play on her kantele Taivas on sininen ja valkoinen and then sings on a grave tone indicating profound suffering.)
M: Taivas on sininen ja valkoinen
Ja tähtösiä täynnä.
Niin on nuori sydämeni
Ajatuksia tä
Script
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Short Story Prose
87 deviations
Tutorials and Guides
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