Red Rose

"The grey castle was big as the huge imposing purple mountains. It was built hundred of years before by anty slaves."

WINNING!

I look through my eyes, through a blurred vision. My lens constantly gains stains, so it's hard on recollection. I can't find my memories in a blank stage but it comes from a cabinet, some book some frame. My dreams in eutopia come from that feeling, that my eyes are free and crisp views free and st...

Inspiration, my personal writings you would never be able to understand >.<

And I was inspired to write this from a childhood experience where I harmed an animal, it still haunts me.

With the fallen leaves in the sky coming down, I could smell the harvest and the death in the air. Nobody remembers these things when they were a kid but they fueled our everlasting long summers at campfires and the smell of night dew with the firefly's. What a small vast place we all live in. Ever ...

Goodluck friend

I cannot frown, I slither through the field. I cannot look up, I can no longer steal. The gods have pushed me to the ground and my only touch is a kiss of death. What gives you the right to have arms? You know not how to use them... roses in fields, she laughs and she sings, grabbing and swinging fr...

A story worth reading Wishing you only the best of luck with your application Cinny

good to see your application amongst these boards Tribal One I hope great things come of it.