[♡Chocolate♡]

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name;
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[dolly]

big mark

[womp womp]

marko <3

[redhorizon]

username; Bailey-Boo
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Res

[Muggywort]

holy res

[dxrmon]

username;; suburbia.
name;; malone - after post malone
theme;; i fall apart - post malone
gender;; male - he/him

word count ;; 235 words so far
art or writing;;


draft - decided option - the fire nightmare

the familiar crackling sound echoed through my head as if it were a hollow cave. the orange and yellow flames feel as they are imprinted on your eyelids, the image never leaving. a heat overwhelms your body, putting you to a sweat. soon after the heat you hear the sirens, oh..how the sirens rung in your ears.all of these components resemble what happened on may 27, 2005. it was a horrible night, almost too horrible to put into words. as the fire ripped through the country, death polls were rising faster then the deaths could be counted. you shift uncomfortably, trying as hard to stop the nightmare but it kept playing like there was no off button. suddenly it all stopped and then started again as if it could sense my relief when it stopped. this time it showed particular scenes of the horrific event, my house being burnt down, the neighborhood evacuations, the horrible views of the massive wildfire that was raging into towns and cities, and so much more. but i still layed down, silently torturing myself with mere images that stuck into my head from the tragic event that happened 9 years ago. all of a sudden you wake up, you can feel everything...the tears running down your face, your hands that are shaking intensly. you try to get up, but you cant move, you cant feel your legs or your arms.

[petrify]

what a cutie, res

[Kyo]

Mark!!

[Rissyy]

username;r a i n p i l l
name; Reverie - a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.
gender; Female
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Dreams of great adventures and quests, of having courage and confidence.
*sorry if they're a bit too big*

[christina.]

♥
username; sailor saturn
name;


violca. meaning “violet color” or “violet flowers.” possibly came from the latin root, viola.


gender; female
theme song; immortal - marina & the diamonds
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violca’s dreams were often one of mystery and great resolution, but on this particular night she dreamed of something different. it was possible that her dreams had been influenced by the books she read before falling asleep, as she had always been an impressionable kit and this was no different. still, as darkness filled the room and she awoke to brilliant pink clouds and the smell of burning wood, all previous thoughts were emptied from her mind, and soon she was welcomed to a land of great wonder and impossible scenery.

she opened her eyes and was immediately welcomed by a scene of lavender flowers flowing in the breeze. she looked up, and despite expecting a clear sky of fluffy clouds and chattering birds, she was greeted by the evening sky and a burning, scarlet sun. the sky had turned an impossible shade of purple, and the clouds had been dyed bright pink and were strewn across the sky as thinly as they possible could. she felt small then, as she noticed the moon hanging overhead. it was so close to her that she almost felt like she could reach out and touch it, but—

“—violca, violca!”

she whirled around in a desperate attempt to find the owner of the whispering voice, but she was only met by a whistling breeze and lavender flowers pressing against her paws, as though calling out to her.

her nose started to wrinkle in frustration, but then it came again, suddenly, and there were the flowers again, tugging and pulling at her fur.

“—go to the mountain, violca! hurry, hurry!”

her paws started to move without her permission, and suddenly the sky shifted to a dark purple and the moon was hanging low in the sky, and her paws were moving faster as the whispering voice chanted behind her, telling her to hurry, hurry up the mountainside.

time seemed to pass right before her eyes. as she dragged herself up the side of the mountain, the sky changed colors rapidly, and the moon took its cycle across the sky, once a bright, full moon and then a sliver of milky white. the trees changed, too, and it happened so quickly that violca almost fainted. the leaves fell in large clumps and were littered all over the ground, and just as they had fallen, bright green buds started to appear on tree limbs, and flowers started to sprout from glittering white snow, and—

she was so close now. the world was a blur around her of rapid change, and the mountain seemed to grow right before her eyes. it stretched and stretched under her paws, and the peak seemed to grow past the clouds, as if to touch the stars and mock her for being too slow. she kept moving, and even though her paws had begun to burn from the journey, she pushed even harder, and soon she...

she stopped. she stopped, and realized, suddenly, that she had reached the bottom of the mountain.

{500 words}


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