I was halfway through singing the song when old memories began to rush through my mind. I couldn't believe how powerful the words became as our time together flew by. What was once a song of simplicity was now all the private memories of the times shared with my dearest. I could remember all the …
Category: Tiny Tale
Thursday Tiny Tale 9
I looked across the way to my dear friend locked away in his own cell. I had known the other face for a total of two years. My captivity began only one year prior to his arrival. Our leaders called him Steve. He was pretty good about listening to their orders already and he had …
Thursday Tiny Tale 8
I took a sip of the dark liquid and couldn't understand a human's desire for the horrid drink. My latest project from my top university was to study mankind and learn all I could about their traits and different personalities. I spent the first few days simply watching and scribbling down notes as I observed. …
Thursday Tiny Tale 7
A Knight's Pleasure Daniel Yorick spent his childhood training under his father to become one of the leading knights for the royal family. All the dreams he saw in the past were of him fighting away the bad guys to protect his royal masters. None of them had been about guarding the princess as she …
Thursday Tiny Tale 6
Since this is only Tiny Tale 6 it would be safe to say I've slacked off on writing tales to share my abilities. The only reason I didn't write as many tales as I should have was because I was being lazy. (There was also a part of me that worried I wouldn't be able …
Thursday Tiny Tale 5
The Cat Named Ralph Emma Bowen was an average woman living on Bacoon Street. She held a slender build with small amounts of muscle. Her hair was usually down in a mess of smooth curls. More often than not she wasn't seen with a lot of make-up on her face, but she did dash a …
Our Different Paths
Our Different Paths by Shelby Boyde You are walking an odd path, A journey I may never see. Taking on a different life, One which wasn't built for me. You go for a left turn, As I try to make a right. You jump off the nearest edge, While I disappear with flight. I know …
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