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The only thing I can remember is that I had fallen off of a boat during a horrific storm... Screaming for help, and trying to stay above the terrifyingly large waves, I thrashed about madly. But sadly, I couldn't stay above the water. But as my partner tried looking for me in the darkness, I felt as if he was leaving me... Not accidentally though. But then I passed out.
I woke up on a... Beach? I was surprised to be alive, and so I just lied there on the sand for a little while and thought about what happened. But I couldn't remember anything! Er... mostly anything. The only things I could remember were: My name and that I am a human. At least for now.
But I also remember that my body was so tired and injured... I felt as if I was aching everywhere((Pain.)), as if my throat was falling apart((Thirst.)), and like I had the worst stomach ache of my life((Oh geez, hunger pains are the worst.))... I tried to stand up, but my body didn't listen. I felt like I was in shut-down mode, but not as well. Like I was a stick in the mud, waiting for some kid to come pull me out.
Well, not much I could do, sadly. So as I waited for someone to come over to me, I tried to remember anything else that might help me know where I am, or why I was on a boat in the middle of a storm! But I felt like I was losing breath... I tried to breathe, but I couldn't! I was panicking, already seeing spots around me turn pitch-black. When I stopped thinking, coming back to the real world, I noticed... something running over to me. But I had already lost too much of my breath, and passed out right there.
It'd take a miracle for me to survive this... But with what just happened, was a miracle that much? Are miracles, good luck, just something that I have a lot of? I didn't know what to think of at that moment, though. Probably because I had passed out.
End of part one.
I woke up on a... Beach? I was surprised to be alive, and so I just lied there on the sand for a little while and thought about what happened. But I couldn't remember anything! Er... mostly anything. The only things I could remember were: My name and that I am a human. At least for now.
But I also remember that my body was so tired and injured... I felt as if I was aching everywhere((Pain.)), as if my throat was falling apart((Thirst.)), and like I had the worst stomach ache of my life((Oh geez, hunger pains are the worst.))... I tried to stand up, but my body didn't listen. I felt like I was in shut-down mode, but not as well. Like I was a stick in the mud, waiting for some kid to come pull me out.
Well, not much I could do, sadly. So as I waited for someone to come over to me, I tried to remember anything else that might help me know where I am, or why I was on a boat in the middle of a storm! But I felt like I was losing breath... I tried to breathe, but I couldn't! I was panicking, already seeing spots around me turn pitch-black. When I stopped thinking, coming back to the real world, I noticed... something running over to me. But I had already lost too much of my breath, and passed out right there.
It'd take a miracle for me to survive this... But with what just happened, was a miracle that much? Are miracles, good luck, just something that I have a lot of? I didn't know what to think of at that moment, though. Probably because I had passed out.
End of part one.
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''Sere breve''
Dulce es el azúcar
al igual que tus manos
como el calor de mil veranos
es el vivir en este mundo urbano
sin estar a tu lado
sin la suave y grata mirada
de tus ojos que no dicen nada.
Como olvidar que un día hablamos
nuestras manos tomamos
y miradas cruzamos
ahora todo ha cambiado
buscare en cada llano
y en cada altiplano
tus perdidos abrazos.
Agrio tus besos
como el un invierno
pero odio el caramelo
y amo el frió en los huesos
recuerdo que no he olvidado
todo lo que he silenciado.
-Conni :D
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Forsaken
Forsaken by the Goddess
For speaking of a prophecy
Telling the end of man, merciless
She creates ruptures and storms for all to see
The price of speaking ill is death
Furious, she took away his breath
And condemned him unto the hell that is his mind
Fore the answer was his to find
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Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
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I've personly now got into mystery dungeon and from what I can see is that person wakes up on beach as water-type for some reason and claims he was human so this series has me interested OWO