Collaboration with ze_enigma_write! Prompt: underground. You can consider this as a story poem!
<3 I would love any ideas for the next contests theme! Thank you all for participating! @bookishmuggle @jinxedquill @stitchastory @shadowdream
@stevewaldrop
@romanticbloom1
@littlepotato
I hope, but I prepare. In case I have to bury myself underground.
Sorry for not posting as often! I am ashamed. Studying for the MCAT seems to be taking all of my free time lately. But I will make e...
We live underground. You don't know we are here, but deep within the earth under each house, each street, every city, even the forest and ocean, we are here. We are invisible to the average huma...
Like a string of a black paper doll cutouts, Emerging silhouettes illuminate the night
A short story about a trapped soul telling their story of how they got there.
Lets get to know our Main Character a little more, from the very beginning.
The passageway of the ghost. This is an adventure only the brave can dare.
Spring brings beautiful things, but not all of those things are wanted.
Sitting in the bright lit train car and looking through the dirty window.
Collaboration with ze_enigma_write! Prompt: underground. You can consider this as a story poem!
<3 I would love any ideas for the next contests theme! Thank you all for participating! @bookishmuggle @jinxedquill @stitchastory @shadowdream
@stevewaldrop
@romanticbloom1
@littlepotato
I hope, but I prepare. In case I have to bury myself underground.
Sorry for not posting as often! I am ashamed. Studying for the MCAT seems to be taking all of my free time lately. But I will make e...
We live underground. You don't know we are here, but deep within the earth under each house, each street, every city, even the forest and ocean, we are here. We are invisible to the average huma...
Like a string of a black paper doll cutouts, Emerging silhouettes illuminate the night
A short story about a trapped soul telling their story of how they got there.
Lets get to know our Main Character a little more, from the very beginning.
The passageway of the ghost. This is an adventure only the brave can dare.
Spring brings beautiful things, but not all of those things are wanted.
Sitting in the bright lit train car and looking through the dirty window.