The FawnThe Fawn8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In a diamond-placid pond, fragile legs kneel.
In this innocent world of love, there is no fear to wield.
A fawn awakens from a mirror of her dreams
As if her mind was violently reamed
By a world that is nothing as it seemed;
Gone are the cushy green fields
Of mirth and family and so many meals;
No sun to smile with warm rays that heal
Or distant sets of pink that rise when light yields.
Now, a dark craggy horizon is all that is seen.
The steely sun gleams
Through the cacophony frenzy of industrial screams,
Rising from fields of cold concrete and steam.
A world where hatred flows in bloody streams.
But she don't understand,
FawnFawn2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
scribbles for lips
boxed eyes and paperclip nails
somewhere under your thoughts
like a serpent,
tongues flicking across your skin
breaths wasted on your cheeks
and blue blood trickles from your thighs
onto broken cross bones
to caramelize your words.
[sugar coated screams]
a little closer,
dream baby, dream
The Little Fawn, IllusiveThe Little Fawn, IllusiveThe Little Fawn, Illusive3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Short Story
for Endless Forest
'What a strange occurence this is.' The old oaks whisper.
'It just appeared there without a birth. No mother. No father.'
'Oh but dear brethen, it has magic as its mother and father.' The oldest tree says.
The trees seemed to nod in agreement.
A little fawn, all brown and white. It has white specks scattered about on its back. It has no antlers, or protection. She is new to the world, with no name. She wanders about, with no real destination.
All it can do is s
Fawn's Problema I remember why. That is, I remember why it is wolves scare me. I had gone camping with my dad when I was five. I remember catching little fish off the bank of a river hidden in the woods. It had been so much fun.Fawn's Problema3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My dad and I had gone to sleep by our smoldering fire. I had always been a restless sleeper, flopping around whenever and wherever I slept. I had rolled to the of our campsite.
Animals don't resort to attacking humans unless they are very hungry. Knowing this despite myself, I could never blame the wolf who had nearly killed me. I, a very small and vulnerable human, must have looked very, very appetizing to
CanadaXReader- Photography PartnersCanadaXReader- Photography PartnersCanadaXReader- Photography Partners11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"______! Matthew is here!" Your mother calls from the living room.
"I'll be out in a moment!" You shout back. You throw on a red tank top and white shorts. You like your photography partner... a lot. And since he is Canadian, this outfit will definitely impress him.
A bit nervous, you sigh pulling your (h/c) hair into a sport ponytail.(A/N: Ignore that if your hair is too short for a ponytail.) Mr. (teacher's l/n), the digital photography teacher, had assigned you class to "Capture nature while telling a story". You really don't understand what he meant, but your friend Matthew did. He said he knew the p
Live Through WordsA poet is a strange person,Live Through Words3 years ago in Open More Like This
They live through words,
Words of love and fire,
Words of pain and tears.
You won't find them with your eyes
You have to use your ears.
They may be quiet, they may whisper.
They may be loud and raucous.
But if they truly are
A poet, they all have
Important to say.
They are a morbid collection
A collection of bleeding hearts,
The saddest flower of all.
So often passed by.
They gather in the shadows,
Won't you take them home?
The rejected ones,
With an archaic pastime.
We are the lost love language,
With our words on fire.
We are still here,
And we have more to say.
More to say
Theoretical Dog GeneticsWhen I was a kid I can remember being confused by the logic of dog genetics presented in cartoons. When two different looking dogs had puppies, the boy puppies looked like the dad and the girl puppies looked like the mom. I can only guess that this lack of originality was an attempt to cash in on the new character's resemblance to an older character that had already won people over, but where's the fun in that? Being the animal nerd that I am, I resolved to give myself a way to design a realistic yet varied guide to prevent such blandness. This is meant to accompany the visual guides I have already created, as a way to give a character a theoTheoretical Dog Genetics2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Fawn part 5-The tabletAre you alright? Tremblor was kneeling down next to Fawn, who was watching the markings on the wall fade away.Fawn part 5-The tablet4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
I Im going to be fine. How did you know her name? Youre not telling me something. The earth dragon got up and turned to the wall, sighing deeply.
I didnt tell you as I was unsure. Only after I went looking for you and found Pyronic dead that I was able to realise that she wasnt dead. This goes back to when we first found the tablet, fifteen years ago. We thought that just I and Pyronic survived, but clearly something else happened that I didnt know.
Fawn part 4-The ruinsEven though the Hermit had reluctantly helped her, Fawn still couldnt help but fell that he didnt tell her everything. She was sure he was hiding something, but she could also tell that he was stubborn and that she wouldnt be able to find out what it was. She was now well beyond her area of knowledge. She had heard stories of the westerlands, but now she was in the ape territory of the west, either no dragon she knew had been here, or chose not to tell her about it. The skies were darkening by the second. Whatever the apes were doing, it was accelerating. She knew time was short.Fawn part 4-The ruins4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
After a few hours of flying south, just as s
Aurora Fawn - Chap. 1 CRITIQUEThe depth of the situation was minimal. A child in kindergarten would know what was going on. But the real issue was trying to fix it.Aurora Fawn - Chap. 1 CRITIQUE3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wouldn't be the biggest problem in the world, but the thing was, we were in the middle of capture the flag, and a crow had stolen my waterproof watch. I hated heights, I couldn't climb the tree the bird had nonchalantly landed in. That watch could turn into my sword, Wavewasher, and if I didn't have it, I'd be killed.
I heard the pounding of enemy footsteps, and snapped to it. I had to get Wavewasher back. I decided to use what Chiron said not to use, unless I needed to. It wasn't harmful to people, consi
break down _collab_Oh later, they'll look back and they'll say "This was the moment." Here it is, the evidence outlined- stories told by the rush of blood in veins and the cracks in the bones, the damage life did before it eventually killed, as it always does. But they'll be wrong as they usually are.break down _collab_1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Darling, didn't you know that life has an expiration date on it?"
It's written right here, in codes that no one can actually read, blood cells and bone cells and growth plates and neuron pathways. See it? Twisted smiles can't fix broken hearts and the explanations they'll hand you later won't hold anything, much less the weight of your grief.
So later, when th
FawnYou stareFawn4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Green eyes stare back
Timidly, you touch the mirror
The girl's pale fingers touch back
Her mouth moves
"Luna" she whispers
"Fawn" you whisper back
You reach for her hand
The mirror is like water
She reaches back
Your hands clasp together
The girl steps out of the reflection
Blond hair dancing in the breeze
"I have returned to you Luna" she murmurs
"Moth is no more, Fawn has taken her place"
You look into her shining eyes
"I've always known you would come back"
You know you are obsessed when You know you are obsessed with The Mortal Instruments when...You know you are obsessed when3 years ago in Settings More Like This
1. You hear the name magnus (or bane) and think 'Warlock!'
2.When your friend is injured, your first thought is to draw an healing rune on them.
3.Your phone vibrates and you think it is a sensor going off (sorry if it isn't called a sensor, i have bad memory)
4.You see a nerdy person, and think of simon
5.You begin to try and see through the glamour when in the city
6. When you hear something about brooklyn, you think of Shadowhunters, demons, warlocks, vampires, and etc.
7. You are afraid to eat a plum for fear you will run down the street naked with antlers on your head
they can't be takentheir bleach skin caught my eyethey can't be taken1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
albino white against the wild
hair like bright sky electric in the briars
haloed sister gods shot down like fawn
The FawnThe FawnThe Fawn8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rising out of the deep
While it's cold and you weep
Hands dragging you back
With the strength that you lack
Your fingers in the dirt
But only twigs will they find
The lump in your throat
Your hands they will bind
Your muscles, they ache
So weak, they burn
You're so anxious
Your stomach will churn
Your howling drowned out
Not knowing what they're about
You struggle to pull away
But on the ground you shall stay
You're swallowing your tears
And drowning in your fears
But you know you won't go
Down with out a fight
On this lonesome, dark,
And damp night
Rising your head to see
Only dead trees
And in the distance
Intro Fawn-Bell's storyIntro Fawn-Bell's story3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
So My name is Fawn-Bell Bells for short. I know you don't know me, I'm the daughter of Rogue and Gambit, or Anna-Marie and Remy as I like to call them. I was pretty much an experiment that Dr. Mccoy wanted to try, basically in human talk put some sperm and an lady egg in a jar and then see if it works (I'm sure that's not all that he did but I don't really want to know). Dr. Mccoy also made it so that I grow at an abnormal rate so instead of 9 months it was 9 weeks until I was born. I got to spend about 2 to 3 weeks with my father before he became one of apocalypse's horse men Death. From all that I can remember he w
Fawn part 3-The HermitFawn continued to track west, unsure of what she was looking for. Who was the Hermit? What are the relics, and why would they be so important? She was unsure about so much, but she felt that she had no other choice. If she didnt follow Tremblors advice, the dragons counter attack may run into a trap. Enough had died already. As she continued to travel, the scraping noise was quieting. She was finally able to think clearly for the first time in days. She started to think about the attack, how the apes slaughtered many without being provoked. She thought of how she would never see many of her friends again, and then finally her thouFawn part 3-The Hermit4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The Fawn and The StagThe Fawn and The StagThe Fawn and The Stag1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
fawn of new
stretch your legs
taste the dew
run in limber
legs of leap
for your innocence
meadows of gold
startle the stag
young, but bold
lower your face
greet in peace
soft as fleece
in the spring
leap in fall
feet of wing
bound as one
two little deer
have made a vow
: The Sylphide and the Fawn :: The Sylphide and the Fawn :4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was a day of those in which there is nothing that to count. A doe and her fawn grazed to the edges of the Pond.
The small fawn, innocent and curious decides for a moment to abandon the proteccion divine of his mother, after be going to harass a butterfly that caressed it since toward few minutes.
The Greats Twin Gods, in a sudden attack of boredom, decide to sink to the Endless Forest in a thick fog.
When the fawn fell in the account, he was defenseless and alone in the middle of the Forest, shouted aid, but nobody listened it. With the light of his picto as only sign, the fawn illuminated timidly each movement that he listened.