forgotten-mystery

Sentences As it begins I have only been seen As simple lines within each scene you began rehearsing with me each week all it takes to know me is speak simply put its just not enough I am lonely and unseen So I project my ego with my cover masking low self esteem   to create an illusion just seems like a dream taking on a face which isn't in place provide me with the company and I wont be misunderstood You did all that you could I can only be as good as you ever would Simply put it's just not enough I am lonely and unseen Pick me up and my beauty will be yours yet you put me as if I have claws but I am in your thoughts jumping

Title: Burden of science, limitations of religion, and Ignorance of art Speak to me facts, Truthful? Perhaps Sudden thoughts lead to your death-traps, Surmise on evidence recommendation Think, Adam and Eve's forsaken! Threatened by evolution brandished like cordon's Thrashed into consciousness that blazon's, Carefree imagination yet subtle to productivity Dismissal of reality? No, Permission for creativity Questioning ones stability. Longing, redemption trying to fish out on a rod Hoping like Jed parry's strong belief in god Shaken away with a brief nod, Unfaithful to be liberated Teaching Angel's song to be sung for the fated

A feathery downfall, of rain descends upon; the denizens of London, grey clouds never revealing their secrets. The city stood still a pride emanating from its buildings. Shadowed shapes, moving from the skies, in formations like flocks of birds, vibrant lights dancing around the city like an air show of fireworks.  A chatter of a helicopters rotor blade could be heard in the distance coming closer, and closer, a trail of, black smoke burst; from the tail of the helicopter as it began to spin down like a discus being thrown down from the very heavens. A few moments later, the helicopter impacted against the pavement; sending cars and people sc

Detached, the predators fell forth from the skies like fountains of locusts. Their engines whirred with a metallic vigour. Pilots rapidly pressed buttons. Their vehicles plummeting towards the LZ (landing zone) an orange glow enveloped around the vehicle, glowing embers in the sky. Heat bit down hard like millions of fleas. A moments rest, only fluffy white clouds, the sound of engines, Boom! Questions, escaped from the communication radios, shouts, screams, panicked voices. An erratic noise emitted from the shaded windows. Light flooded in like a torch in a cave. Puffs of smoke came into view, pilots realising that the anti- air batteries h

Prologue (warhammer 40k inspired fan story) Phss that woke the city up from its peaceful slumber the sound pierced the ears like sonic cannons. A red light pierced the clouds in the night sky in a phosphorus unnatural red glow. The flare was the signal; an answer of a thousand cries rang around the hills like a bell. The cultists appeared in their thousands, wearing a red robes and many showed their bare chests revealing a symbol of the chaos gods, morbid scars littered across many bruised and bloody chests, tanks and other hijacked vehicles roared into life, trophies hung from waists, weapons, and hulls their faces bloody and contorted in t

Prologue Nine o’clock, time to switch off the lights. As the light faded I could hear moans and groans in the distance of my sanctuary, an unredeemed venerable shack. The shadows enveloped me feeling their cold hands against my body. The cries grew steadily closer. It had started off as an average day. I just set off for work which took a trip towards the train station, the chatter of trains as they passed by, like herds of animals whispering in deranged voices. I bought a cup of tea with two sugars and milk from the local cafe. Sitting down and taking a swig of tea I looked around first at clock hanging off the café’s counte