Welcome to the 100 Themes Challenge!
Welcome to the 100 Themes Challenge!
86. Seeing RedThe entire time Carson has known him, Aaron has worn glasses. From what Carson has seen, the frames are always blue (Carson's pretty sure that's been Aaron's favorite color since birth), and they are always top of the line. Even as a child, Aaron was vain enough to brag about them. When Carson first met Aaron, when they were only five, he had never seen glasses beforenot on anyone he cared about, at leastso the spectacles absolutely fascinated him, much to Aaron's disdain.86. Seeing Red by Psijay
It was because he didn't understand them, Carson's pretty sure. Aaron told him that they helped him see; that he was far-sighted, so sometimes reading would give him terrible headaches that the glasses would prevent. This didn't mean much to Carson, however. It just meant Aaron had something he didn't, and he wanted them.
So he stole them on a regular basis.
'Stole' was probably too malicious a word. It turned into a game for the two of them: Carson tried to snatch the spectacles, and Aaron did his best t
moon I.moon by wei-en
I fall into your gravity
at an acceleration of 9.8m/s^2.
You are my Earth and I can
never move fast enough to
escape the weightless feeling
in my insides as I plunge toward
I am travelling past but
you pull me into your orbit.
It’s a little unfair how you
keep me revolving around you
but my own fault for keeping
32. NightThis is for :icon100themeschallenge:, Version 2, Part 32: Night. I don't own The Legend of Zelda nor its characters. That's all for Nintendo. Yet, this poem's mine. And as before, it's Dark x Link. Sorry that this took so long to get done. I just didn't have any of idea how to get it done. =/ Eventually, when I was thinking a situation for a possible story, this popped up into my head. Enjoy! Aaaand sorry for sorrowful one again.32. Night by AkuDemyfan
It was the only time he could see him
The only moment they could have together
In the darkness of the starry sky
Too many years had gone past
So lonely and without the warmth
Waiting for the time to fall into peace
When he could dream, he would be there
no.11-memoryThe reavers were quiet, the night more of an absence than a reality. What few stars could be glimpsed through the clouds seem alone and fearful. Under dim skies, I sat in my house cart, spending my attention on minor tasks. I could not sleep, camped amongst the reavers, in their huddled piles.no.11-memory by Norrolith
One nearest me arose, and bowed, inquiring in a voice strangely pleasant
“Sage, the sun has long-fled the field of heaven, why do you not rest?”
Replacintg the scroll in it's shelf I replied, unsettled by his elegance.. “Though swords are sheathed and blood unspilled, your presence does not sooth one such as I.”
There was a ripple of laughter, though not a one of the hunched forms moved.
“We are offensive to the sage. Quiet your hearts brothers, and sheath your minds.”
The scent of blood and frenzy drained from the air and I nod acknowledgement.
“You have my gratitude. One who is used to serenity finds the company of warriors upsetting.”
I pause, th
Her BirthdayShe was perfect.Her Birthday by GentlemanAnachronism
But then, that was hardly surprising. He had created her to be.
In scientific terms, she was a marvel of genetic engineering. A manmade wonder, harbinger of a new line of beings who were more than superhuman - they could hardly be called anything resembling human at all. Humans were weak, unreliable, prone to disease and unprofitable mutation. They were slow, practically deaf and blind when compared to any other predator, lacking a sense of smell strong enough to be of any use, lacking the claws and teeth to bring down an enemy when unarmed, lacking and deficient in almost every respect. Soft. Pathetic. Breakable. Prone to unwanted emotion.
She was perfect.
She had not been so when he started work, of course. He had wanted an existing model to base his improvements on, not a test-tube grown creature, and she had fit the bill for that quite admirably. So had many others, at the beginning, but the experiments and augmentation had proven all but her defecti
03 -LightGlistening through the window pane,03 -Light by SarahAurelie
I try to keep my eyes shut,
covering my head.
Something forces me up,
eyes wide open,
Some days, I wish it wouldn't.
#44- Two Roads#44- Two Roads by leangreenlimabean
So, you and Sam, huh?" he said after a few awkward moments of silence, his warm brown eyes unusually cold. I glanced at him, surprised.
"Yeah, why?" I asked, suspicious.
"I don't know, I just thought I'd be a little harder to get over than that." His tone was light, but I could sense the layers of hurt underneath. He'd been hoping that I would still be pining for him. I clenched my fists angrily. How dare he? He was the one that left me, not the other way around!
"It wasn't really that hard," I replied coolly, and he grimaced visibly, as if someone had hit him.
"Does he even know what you are? A Selkie?" Milo accused. I gritted my teeth. I knew what game he was playing. "I mean, you can't have a relationship with someone when you're keeping secrets. Not a real one, anyway. It's just a cop out."
That did it. I rounded on him, jabbing my finger at his chest. "You're one to talk, Milo! You have no right to just come waltzing back here, expecting me to fall into your arms again, after you
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