The AscentThe Ascent by Sarn-Elyren
"Help! Someone, please help us!"
Mom was scared. Maddy could tell by her voice. But why? I feel fine. She thought. In fact, she could see herself quite clearly. It was strange, like looking in a mirror, but different somehow. Maddy could see herself lying beside the pool, her wet hair spilling from her head like sunshine. Her eyes were closed, as though she were asleep.
"Please, someone, call an ambulance!" Mom cried, kneeling beside Maddy. Dad appeared from the boy's changing room, and came to her side. Maddy had made fun of his bright blue trunks earlier that day, and he had grinned broadly and said "Just like your eyes, baby-doll."
But he wasn't grinning now.
"Juliet, what happened?" Dad asked, crouching down next to Mom. "I d-don't know, she was supposed to s-stay in the k-k-kiddy pool... I told her to stay there.."
Maddy knew something was wrong now. Mom and Dad never used their adult names when she was around. Maddy frowned, and sai
Poem of a WerewolfI can feel this beast building up inside of me,Poem of a Werewolf by DrakoWolfborn
If only you could know what what I can be.
I always feel it that I am simply locked away,
There is no escape from this darkness of everyday.
Can there be no hope for us,
I've never known a single soul to trust.
Now I know a feeling of sorrow and sadness,
Since all of this blood and madness.
There is no one to love or hold,
And yet now I wait for my whole world to unfold.
I can never get through that I am not a mindless creature,
But nobody cares that you are the ones who make it a blur.
I was born into a scary world without a father,
Yet I am a grown man now so why do I bother.
It just feels to keep this locked away is so rude,
And letting all of the chains and locks fall to the ground feels so... good.
I am not afraid anymore to show myself,
But I can't say the same for how you pissed yourself.
The wolf isn't bad and it loves to pl
The Winter's WatcherTHE WINTER'S WATCHERThe Winter's Watcher by Koahara
Why is it, O wolf of winter,
That you cry so eager tonight?
Do you hide, my blackest sinner,
From the crimes you have done outright?
Blood mars your fur and once white teeth;
Hope not for some mercy, but rain.
Deserve you not even to breathe
Tiny whispers; you must abstain!
Now he comes; the winter’s watcher
Shan’t be fooled by wolfish nature.
He knows you made deathly offers
To the younger bucks, I wager.
Run! He seeks your glassy eyes now;
Above, he waits for your demise!
Wolf, will you make so fatal a vow
To halt, beneath starry white skies?
Too late! You have pondered too long!
Collapse, great beast; your end is nigh.
Fear not; your death shan’t be prolonged.
Such sweet rest you’ll never defy.
Darkest raven, done is your deed.
Rest now, dear death’s tired lover;
Awake at dawn, such is your creed.
You must find flesh of another.
Plagued OnePLAGUED ONEPlagued One by Koahara
O, PLAGUED ONE,
You intrigue me so. Your likeness was rarely spoken about; the mere mention of you, forbidden. Forbidden not by word, but by instinct. Instinct drove us away, and you were left to the wilds. Curiosity once gripped me, and I attempted to get a good look at you, against the caution of my mother. Underneath all the brambles, and well-hidden in the thickets, you escaped the eyes of most, but not all. You did not escape mine, and such eyes fell upon you. At first, I was inclined to judge. Your form was weak; your legs, limp. One was mangled, and the other was simply dead weight. But past your form, I saw the plea in your eyes; the plea for death to take you, and take you quickly. Something within me, however, wished for death not to take you. A selfishness burned in my heart; I wanted death to leave you for me. I did not want death to take you, the only brother I had that mother and father had bestowed upon the world -- no, bestowed is not right. You were not a g