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.
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
33. ExpectationsA serene day was bound to end up in havoc if she didn’t put her hands on the situation quickly, so as soon as the messenger boy told her Lord Azurefall was summoning her, Kalyra barked for a horse and ran. About half a dozen of her men hurried behind her as she galloped past the gates of her property, and before the boys closed it, a couple of dogs slipped out and followed the group, barking merrily.
Her cloak wavered at her back as her stallion flew over the lands; soon she approached the front gates of her neighbour's property. Washed-out banners with their sigil, the blue waterfalls, were spread all along the battlements. She heard the guards shouting to each other, indicating her own banner, carried by one of her men: a black, iron fist on a field of golden sands. They opened the gates to allow her in, and in a matter of moments she ran past them, immediately followed by the rest of her escorting party.
A scrawny stableboy wearing tattered, dirty clothes was already waiting t
10. BreatheThis is for :icon100themeschallenge:, Version 2, Part 10: Breathe. 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. Took a while before I came up something worthy enough for this. Sadly, no rhyming this time. =/ Anyways, enjoy!
Such a short word but with so much of strength
I’ve screamed, I've begged, I've prayed and I've stated it out
So many times with so many situations
And once again I say it to you:
I’ve laughed and grinned
I’ve shook my head as I hit you in the back
Was it the words or the food you were cho
7. HeavenThis is for :icon100themeschallenge:, Version 2, Part 7: Heaven. 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. Not so sad this time. Enjoy!
They say there is such place on these lands
They say that such place exists in the sky
They say that one gets into such place after death
I know all of these to be true
For long I only believed into two
But the third came along the moment I met you
You made my life both heaven and hell
But I do not care, I’d go through it all again if I had to
You surrounded me like an annoying mosquito
Her BirthdayShe was perfect.
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
#44- Two Roads
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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