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Story-PainPAINStory-Pain by Artemisia96
Mock,mock a mockingbird no one knows its interior
ruled by pain and sorrow no one knows her feelings.
want to do something forbidden fear holds her down.
there is no one who understand her people mock her
not knowing that they are themselves poor.
wanting to change destiny she can't there is no way out
future only pain and sorrow.
she wants to kill herself she's afraid
interior empty and painful future whitout exit.
wants this wants that but no one understand her needs.
happines it's out of sight
pain just pain whitout ending.
she express her feelings difficult
but when she express them no one cares.
she feels sad and abandoned
afraid that her dreams will never come true.
the only frend she's got is her imagination there she can live in happines
the reality is pain.
she wants to escape but she can't
there is no way out
she feels so much suffer and pain that no one can't describe.
whit age she hardned exterior cheerful inside pain and suffer
she is a slave of herself.
her only wish
The Riddler's WoodUlureia trotted silently through the dense woodland which ran parallel to the blighted Barrens, a scorched patch of earth extinguished of shimmering beauty and life through years of magical and conventional warfare. The centaur youth exited her home at the tearful embrace of her sickly mother, who pleaded for her to remain vigilant and safe. It was the war over the Barrens, after all, that took the life of her father and many of her kind.The Riddler's Wood by thwackcrackers
Now, Ulureia was the last vanguard of her bloodline, a single ember of light burning in a dark world. Her ailing mother, who kept to the home while she was away, fell victim to the Goblin Rash; a malignant virus which seeped out of the devastated Barrens. Green rashes and splotches of hideous black marred her figure. Her bones fell feeble and her once vibrant heart seemed to be siphoned by the illness.
Ulureia could only pray for a quick death for her mother. No manner of magic of elixirs could cure this newly bred infection. A wet tear st
The Pit Fiend of the NessusGrayson poised himself proudly at the far corner of the circular arena. Pits of lava lined the exterior and the painful harrowing of demons fed through the many corridors leading into the battleground from where he stood. Across from him, his malice-driven, snake-bodied opponent slithered back and forth, eyeing him with those glittering, otherworldly eyes. Even under her soulless gaze, Grayson knew that even mariliths bled; even mariliths could be killed.The Pit Fiend of the Nessus by thwackcrackers
Her six arms hoisted an array of serrated, demonic weapons which vied to cleave, bludgeon, and gut him limb from limb. Her sinuously long and armored snake-like tail slid rather elegantly along the blood stained metal arena floor. Grayson patted himself down, a habitual examination he did before every fight. His obsidian-red plate armor moved with unmatched balance and grace. He smiled to himself, knowing he wasn't sacrificing protection for the sake of agility unlike his rival.
To the side of both combatants sat a mighty throne
Artists and artworks of the month August 2014
♥ Photography ♥
♥ Photomanipulation ♥
♥ Traditional Art ♥
Heart of the Forest by Emily-Luella
Night of the Mermaid by Otherra
♥ Digital Art / Drawings and Paintings ♥
Moon by melazerg
La Regina Degli Elfi by LenteScura
Heavenly by artofEvre
Find your way by Liancary-Stock
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