《graveyard girl, a collection》bones are dry
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There are so many secrets in this house,
There is no room to put anything else.
The china plates cut against one another,
The stories on the shelves cannot pick themselves apart –
Their mischief, the way that they steal my breath away,
Like a thief in the night.
The way they hold me tight,
Tighter, until I forget why I am swimming
Even when my bones are dry.
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Endless Stars
Stars are all Kinri has. Exiled from the noble heights of the sky, the dragon scrapes by in the backwater crags of the land of glass and secrets. It’s a chance to make friends and live a simple life away from her family — that’s all she wants. She’s different now, and she’ll prove it. But can she even convince herself?Meanwhile, in the long shadow of her legendary alchemist grandfather, Hinte struggles to find something to call her own. Out in the depths of the town’s volcanic lake, she sifts for mysterious stones, and it seems she’s found it — but her new sense of purpose doesn’t escape those around her.United by circumstance, the pair struggle to find common ground. When Kinri finally convinces Hinte to bring her along on a sifting expedition, she’s curious then baffled as the mysteries pile up, and her new companion remains tight-lipped and distant. Is this just sifting, or something more?If you're enjoying the story, don't forget to vote for it on topwebfiction! There's no registration: it's just two clicks and every single vote helps.And there's a Discord if you'd like to chat with me or other readers(Oh, and this story does have a glossary, which I am told makes it easier to follow.)
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The Interstellar Artship
Hello? Traveler? Hi. My name is Silas. I’m the Chronicler around here. Might I entreat you to stay with us a while? We are a meager fleet of artships, eking our way across the charred and shrewd universe. Please, join us around the table and tell us your story. Our lives depend on it. I’m sure you know this world proves demanding, strange, and lonely. But here we go together, a caravan fleet of spacefarers, challenging the starry frontier, investigating the strangeness. Our warp-drives run on inspiration—a volatile fuel collected from the active minds of the artists, writers, and musicians among us. But the clock runs out—the Heartless in their scarships seek to destroy all that is beautiful, systematically deconstructing all creativity in order to fuel their weapons and feed their evil powers. We’ve all been hurt by those hateful devourers. We’ve all lost loved ones. But no more. No more, I say! Together we unite and make our arduous journey to the dreadful Shattered Suns—the home of our enemy. Once and for all the question shall be answered—the path to life shall show itself. **** If you would like to read the Artifacts which Silas and the Sojournor crew restore, visit our patreon page. The Chronicles are cowritten by Paul T. Gibson and Lydia Donaldson. The fantastic cover art is by the great Kyle Sneed. **** Patreon supporters: Certified Pre-owned Utility ShuttleThomas GibsonThe Centennial Hawk (Rae)Seraphite Storm (Bizarre Bladesong) The Steel Miner's Extraction RigThe Washburn Revenge (Manderson)
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Shadow: Sovereign of Kings
Shadow. It's not a human. It's a black mist-created by mysteries of the universe. Watch as Shadow gained sentience and embarked on the path of cultivation.
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The Rising Fist Saga (Progression Fantasy)
There is one rule in the countless worlds of cultivation, no matter the gods, monsters, or people. Death is power. The name is Bones. That's it. Just Bones. It's not great, but I give my summoner some slack. He is missing some memories. It's a long story. Vampires, betrayal, forbidden love, dragons, swords, magic, monsters, witches, probably some death, and all the other good stuff. Or at least we think so. As I said, he has no memory. His backstory could be anything. Anyway, my nameless summoner struggles to survive in the wild—until I come along. I am the new boss now. With me in charge, we have a fighting chance at this thing called life.
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Unspoken Poetry
im a girl who writes poetry to unravel my thoughts, my feelings, myself yet these poetries will remain unspoken and unheard. #3 on english poem
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11:12 ; Lashton ✓
the one where Luke's a little fuckboy who texts bitches at 11:12, making their wishes come true.book one of the 11:11 series.
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