ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
Concrete cage holds fast
We can only pray for a new world
Beyond this false sky
We can only pray for a new world
Beyond this false sky
Literature
March of Time
March of Time
Time marches to its own sound.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
In a fraction of a second everything you know and love can be gone.
Life ends and life begins but time pays no mind.
It just keeps marching to its own beat.
Tick tock, thump thump, click boom.
Literature
Circle of the Elements: Training of the Mind
At lunch, Josh ate alone. Auranna was nowhere to be seen, and Eric appeared not to have come back yet. Wondering about what Eric was doing, Josh continued to ponder on what missions Auranna and Eric spoke about before. If Auranna was training them for combat, they must be pretty dangerous. Josh still questioned his competence to do whatever Auranna may ask him to do, but something about Auranna assured him to trust her. After lunch, Josh made his way to the library, ascending the spiral stairs to the second floor. The library was empty, with Auranna not being there either. Josh sat down at one of the tables and decided to wait. After 10 minutes with Auranna not showing up, Josh got up to look around the library. Auranna had a very diverse collection, with subjects on art, mathematics, science, and history. He browsed the shelves until he found a book with a sun on the spine to the side of a corner bookshelf. He reached to take it out but found it was stuck. He pulled harder, thinking
Literature
Time
Dark grey clouds hung in the sky, lifeless, obscuring the sun, casting the world in perpetual twilight. The air spun listlessly, without purpose, meandering, lost. Lightning flashed in the distance, but it was dull, and arched lazily among the clouds; no thunder followed.
He knelt on his knees on the barren ground, head bowed with eyes closed, as if asleep. But he was not sleeping; how could he sleep? The pain of incredible loss and despair seared through him, leaving a cold ache that seeped into his bones. No, he did not sleep, could not sleep.
The last words of the prophecy slipped into his mind, unbidden:
When all has come to end,
a
Suggested Collections
Featured in Groups
© 2014 - 2024 KomradApex
Comments0
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In