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The Darkness Inside - PrologueCassidy was thrown to the ground. Blood flowed from her now broken nose. He body ached everywhere from bruises and cuts, a little more of this and she was sure she wouldn't make it to the next day. She could hear him laugh at her pain behind her. Get away, just get away, you need to survive, she thought as she pulled herself weakly across the dirty alley ground. She didn't know who her attacker was yet but she knew he was strong and had a way with his fists, she’d found that out the hard way. She whimpered as she pulled herself away, inch by inch not even bothering to brush away the garbage littering the ground.
He walked with murder in his step and when he stopped he was standing right above Cassidy. His shadow covered Cassidy like a blanket, the outline of his upper body perfectly displayed across the ground. He loomed there just standing over Cassidy, waiting for her to do or say something. She turned herself over so she could see his full body, the street lamp made his body l
Guardian - Chapter 3
Oh shit! Was all I could think, it ran over and over in my mind as I waited for the door to swing open. There was nothing I could do. I was trapped; trapped in the back seat of a truck with a huge pair of fucking wings. I don't know one way this day could get any worse, well asides from the fact that Officer Saunders might see my wings and start to ask questions. I seemed to be running out of luck, quickly.
The door lock on Chris' truck clicked and I heard the side door swing open, letting in enough sunlight so the under the blanket became lit. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited. Sure enough in the matter of seconds the blanket was yanked back enough to reveal my still bare torso.
I opened my eyes, squinting through the light coming from behind Officer Saunders. I lifted myself a little, hoping it would help hide my wings.
"Mr. Duke?" Officer Saunders sounded confused, "What are you...what are you doing in the back of Mr. Hanes truck?"
"Oh, you know." I said trying to sound
Guardian - Chapter 2I heard something crunch gravel. I stopped pacing and listened; I could still hear it slowly moving over the gravel, snapping a stray twig before its breaks squeaked to a stop. Chris was here, but how did I know that? The nearest gravel road was over a mile away. I leaned against a tree, hiding my wings from the direction of which Chris' footsteps rustled bushes and snapped twigs, and waited. It took twenty minutes before Chris finally reach me in the forest. He didn't notice me leaning on the tree before I spoke.
Chris stopped and replied, "Hey, Colton." A pause. Then, "Why is your shirt off?"
"It's kinda hard to explain-" was all I got before Chris interrupted.
"Okay this is weird."
I raised an eyebrow, "What? What do you mean?"
"Well first of all you tell me to come pick you up, from the forest I might add in. You make me walk a mile into the forest and I find you here waiting for me, with your shirt off." Chris waited for my answer.
"So...wait...you mean you think I p
Guardian - Chapter 1Ice rippled under my skin. It was coming. I couldn't control it yet, it just kinda happened on its own. I got up abruptly from my chair, the sudden movement sending it crashing into the desk behind me. I could feel all eyes on me as I gathered my books and picked up my bag from the ground and made my way briskly to the door of the classroom. Everything sounded distance as if it were miles from me. At the door ice flooded through me again, but this time everything became overwhelmingly clear, each breath from a person behind me sounded like a gasp. My ears picked up another person breathing and another until I could hear the whole room breathing in unsynchronized tidal waves of gasps. Louder and louder they became before a voice sounded on my left. The breathing stopped and my ears rang. Then the voice spoke again.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Duke?"
I froze at the door. It was like realizing I actually understood something that was happening, what was happening to me.
cross our paths
for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
Short PoemHer eyes return my gaze,
A gentle “Hello” at first glance.
Those chocolate brown coloured eyes,
So full of love and compassion.
Without a sound from my lips,
A solitary cry escapes.
Her serene marble-like stare,
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