A Mermaid Tale: Ch. 2Jasmine was at her special spot among the coral beds. She was lying on her stomach, gazing up to the surface. Elizabeta and Maria peeked out form behind a rock. They swam around her, giggling.
"Ooooo! Jasmin is daydreaming!" Elizabeta teased. Jasmin laughed and rolled onto her back.
"I have a good reason to," she replied in a dreamy voice. Elizabeta and Maria looked at each other.
"So you did see the pirates on the ship!" Maria said. Jasmin nodded.
"Let me guess. It was the captain, right?" Elizabeta asked. Jasmin nodded again. She couldn't stop the slightly goofy smile spreading across her face as she thought about him.
"Did you actually talk to him?" Maria asked.
"No I didn't talk to him though I wish
A Mermaid's Tale: Hetalia Ch. 1Deep under the waves, deep down in the depths of the ocean, laid a kingdom called Atlantis. This kingdom was beautiful, a sight hidden to human eyes for centuries. There, ruled a lovely princess named Jasmin. She was dressed from head to fin in gold and silver. She was also dressed with many pearls and jewels. She stayed with her five younger sisters Maria, Marty, Elizabeta, Yekaterina, and Lily. Yekaterina was the oldest and a quite interesting mermaid. She was dressed in blue and yellow. She had a tendency to cry a lot. Elizabeta was next in line. She had a fiery spirit within her, which gave Jasmin some trouble to work with sometimes. She was dressed in bright orange and deep green. Next was Maria. She was a serious soul and had a brain full of logic and common sense, which some of the others lacked. She was dressed in purple and yellow. After Maria, came Marty. She had a free spirit and a heart full of dreams. She would often daydream about the world above. Lastly, there was Lily.
Titanium: A Hetalia Pirate Tale Part 1In the dark days of England, when pirates roamed free, terrorizing the seven seas, there was one who was the most feared. No one knew her actual name. They gave her the nickname Titanium. Rumors had it that she could have a cannonball wound but, before your very eyes, it would close up and heal in a matter of seconds. People also called her Dragon's Eye because of what was under that eye patch of hers. Only two times in her very existence did she expose it. But it was said to be so horrifying, that two times was more than enough to make her one of the most feared people on the planet. These rumors swirled around Captain Singh's ears every day. Her first mate, Antonio would bring her news of a new rumor floating around. Antonio was into gossip more than a man really should be. But Singh would only grin at his enthusiasm. Today, however, Singh was not in the mood to hear such things. Antonio could tell by the way she was staring into space. Her cabin was dimly lit bit only a few candles.
India's promiseWhen I was young,
When I was under your control,
I used to believe that you were this invincible hero
That could come save me whenever I called.
I remember those times when I got stuck in that tree.
I yelled only once and that was all it took.
I remember looking down at you, your stern, green eyes
Those eyes that I loved to stare in.
I could get lost in those waves of green in your eyes.
You would say to me, "India, how many times have I told you not to climb that tree?"
I have a confession.
I climbed that tree numerous times on purpose.
I made sure I got stuck up there.
I wanted you to lift me from that branch and carry me inside.
I have always loved those embraces.
Even when I got older, I loved those little embraces that still confirmed my belief
That you could save me from anything and everything
Now, I see that I was so wrong.
This is something you cant save me from.
This is a deep pit that you can't pull me out of.
There's a gripping pain that everyone feels.
I'm feeling th
FirefliesArthur held Alfred in a hug from behind. He buried his face into Alfred's neck.
"Hey, look, Arthur. Fireflies," Alfred said. Arthur looked up. It was true. There were thousands of fireflies dancing all around them, filling up the sky. He could feel Alfred's seeping through his fingers and held him tighter.
"This is so badass," Alfred said. "Are you seeing this?"
"Goddamn it, Alfred! You're bleeding!" Arthur exclaimed. Alfred put a hand over Arthur's.
"I know, Arthur. I know," he replied. Arthur tried not to cry, but couldn't help it. Alfred couldn't stand up for very long, so he collapsed to the ground, Arthur still holding him.
"They're so pretty, aren't they Arthur?" Arthur was feeling frustrated now.
"How can you only look at the fireflies when you're bleeding?" he asked, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Because, fireflies are a much better subject to pay attention to," Alfred replied. Ar
Left in the DarkLeft in the Dark.
Can't find my way out.
Living in a deep shadow.
Do you know what its like
Living in a shadow?
Cold, dark, taunting.
There is a little light you can see
But it's so far, far away.
You walk, you run
You struggle to it but it keeps getting farther away
Until you just give up.
Laying on the ground
Gasping for air
Asking, "Why? Why am I here?
Why am I left in the cold?"
Striving and wanting
To know what's there
In the light
The bright, warm light of truth.
Some people say
That once you get to the light
Sometimes it turns out
That it's not so warm anymore.
Cold, cold light.
But you don't care.
Once you are in the light,
You can't go back.
That's good, right?
Questions and thoughts swirling in your head
Of possible answers.
Cold, dim, so hard to see,
Silent, deep, damp.
Seems like you're falling forever
Saying "I wont give in. I wont give in,"
Until you finally do
It comes like lightning, comes like fire
Feels so warm
Then it hits you
Like a fricking train