Days of Candy

derelictdirigible:

We built castles

Out of corduroy overalls

And Popsicle sticks.

Our fingers sticky

And our knees grass-stained,

As we plotted adventures

In clouded shapes.

Our stuffed animals sat at attention

As a jury of peers,

While picture books were smudged

With jelly fingered smears.

Everything was new then

And the world seemed so giant.

Who would have guessed

 That it was really quite small.

But in my mind it’s still

A great expanse.

Where days are longer,

And castles are built

Out of 

Sidewalk chalk

And dandelion seeds.

-derelictdirigible 

Love this.

Last Line Tag

athoughtadaytakesyourbreathaway:

livingbreathingbleedingwords:

celiaelliot:

alittle-writer:

wordsconquerall:

I was tagged by the lovely @el-norawrites. Thank you so much! 🙂

Rules: Type the last sentence you wrote in your story/piece of writing and then tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

“All she needed was the warmth of a hug and the sweetness of a kiss.”

I tag:

@alittle-writer, @enasroterfaden, @fluffpiggy, @solilouqy, @neonwillowtree, @wchwriter, @lilymaidofgallifrey, @theaspenreader, @artattemptswriting, @rat-librarian 🙂 I’m breaking the rule, too xD

Thanks for the tag lovely ❤

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“Please don’t die on me.” Adam whispered as his fingers dug into his ribs. Max stilled, unsure of how to respond to a promise he knew he’d never be able to keep.

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Tagging 32 people feels insane long but I’ll try! @writeontheedge @celiaelliot @dragonscanbeplantstoo @lazy-author @aj-the-satyr @briannadeberry @indecisive-hummingbird @byjillianmaria @i-am-your-northern-star @fell-from-sky @firewritten @merigreenleaf @brimorganbooks @thewriterkatie @starlitesymphony @cog-writes @dabiyyahwrites @autiemouse-study-and-write @allisonwyeth @rusty-sky-cat @scripturient-manipulator @temporarysentences @lilamina @ripleybeatsthor @stephaniewrites @bwauthors @madeleine-bo @teacups-and-tealeaves @jmlascar @scrapsofmywriting @kclenhartnovels @morrigans-ink-0124

Last line tag!

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“So Baruch was left negotiating with a Crone who rather see him dead and with his head on a spike.”

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Not the very last line I wrote, but the very last line was a note to myself, so…

Tagging: (oh, dear. 21 people. I’ll try) @ialwaysquitelikedyou @aliceswritingtips @aspiringwriter22 @ashlynicolemarie @she-who-fights-and-writes @stephaniewrites @scrapsofmywriting @homesteadhorner @livingbreathingbleedingwords @brynwrites @barthosprompts @necwrites @h-brook-writes

13 people. Can’t think of anymore. Sorry!

I’m honored by the tag (!! eek!!!), even though the last line I wrote isn’t my greatest;


My heart twists. Why do I want to stay so much?”


As for who to tag (sorry if you’ve already been tagged!), @opwriting @egirlunicornrocksall @athoughtadaytakesyourbreathaway @somehowletters @write–blr  @evergreenwords @acrosstheskysky @etherayy @leemartenspoetry @sapphicauthor  @crucioandcoffee

“And in one swift, defeated motion, she took a step towards the door, shutting it behind her as she entered the room for the night.” 

Boy am I a fan of long sentences (yikes)

((sorry if I tag anyone who has already been tagged–go ahead and do it twice!))

@jswets @catseyesbutterflies @lovelydisarray @bunnywritesanovel @vagabondprophet @youreyesheldtheworld @thru-rosecolored-glasses  @wantondestructionandsuch @writing-whims @vasilinaorlova @dorianlivinginhishead @theoutcastsays @I-am-poetrying @word-whisperer @sanderelizabeth @threesixxtyfive @adudewritingpoetry @hayleythrossellpoetry @mysticrosepoetry @alsnotebook @musicalmindedpoet @dbaydenny @ejnewman @xpresshiit @allscrawlwrites

Sincerely, your father.

@lillypads-starrynights @friedcornflakes @freddiecooper

smokeinfreshair:

You dare ask what’s in my head

Then you dare venture to lands of the dead,

You dare risk not waking from your bed.

I look in the mirror

And I’m unsure of who I see,

I walk in this body but me is not who I be.

I’ve lost my soul, feeling things I have never felt, maybe I am not myself.

Maybe I just need to see someone,

Maybe I just need help.

It’s okay to not be okay. Just get help.

– smokeinfreshair

lillypads-starrynights:

It has been awhile since I have known the taste of water.

I’ve been living in a dry spell,

a seemingly endless drought. 

Sitting atop plains that were once lakes.

Lakes where starlight used to pour spheres of a beautiful glow.

But the clouds cried

when I saw you across the room. 

And I was drunk off of the life that curled down my face

off of the weight under my flesh. 

                        s.c

Tagged Game

I was tagged by the talented: @sarahmariepardy
Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag peeps you’d like to get to know.

Name: Vaughan Wesley

Nickname: Not really, feel free to give me one though.

Zodiac sign:  Cancer

Height: 5′11″

Orientation: Straight man with a wonderful wife.

Nationality: Canadian and proud, I’ve actually been mistaken for a beaver before. I think it’s the tail, throws people off.

Favourite fruits: Coffee…

Fav season: I love every type of weather I really do. Favourite may be winter though, I really love it when we get snow, which unfortunately isn’t often enough.

Fav scent: Probably coffee. Baked bread is good too.

Fav colour: Green.

Fave animal: Dogs are great, but if I could tame one animal and have it for a pet I’d choose a komodo dragon. How awesome would that be to pull up in the parking lot at work to tie your dragon up while you do your shift.

Coffee, tea, hot 🍫: Coffee, for sure. If you think you know somebody who takes their coffee obsession to the next level you haven’t met me. Last time McDonald’s had their one week of free small coffee’s I had 42 myself in that week, that’s not counting the ones I made at home.

Average hrs of 💤: 5-6

Fav fictional character: Obi-Wan Kenobi is definitely up there, Darth Vader. Huge Star Wars fan. I love Woody from Toy Story and Mr. Incredible. Hermione is also amazing. Malcolm Reynolds and River Tam from Firefly also super awesome.

No. of blankets you 💤 with: 1

Dream trip: Ireland, Israel, Japan, Mexico. The next trip will likely be Mexico I love it there.

Blog created: Sometime in the spring of 2017.

I tag: @lillypads-starrynights, @friedcornflakes, @freddiecooper and anyone else who sees this and wants to consider themselves tagged! 😉

Prologue: Part Two

lillypads-starrynights:

Seraphine curled her fingers around the cell bar that separated her from Luke. They had placed him in a dimly lit corner in the far right of the cell. You could barely tell that it was Luke with the way his ashy skin camouflaged into the darkness. She stepped back and with another wave of her hand she unfroze him. Luke, who was in mid-lunge, stumbled with all of his force and heaviness towards the front of the cell. “What the fuck?” He whispered to himself. He took a moment to scan the room he was in, touching the stone walls that were like ice. The ground under him was sterile concrete and ached at his soles. His eyes narrowed in confusion until they finally met with Seraphine’s just outside the steel bars. It was at that moment where he realized where he was. Her pursed his lips, chuckling softly and slowly. “So…you locked me up, Seraphine?” He took long strides until he was right up against the bars. “Are you scared of me?” He snarled, pushing his face against the bars. His pupils trembled as he awaited her response. “Answer me, Seraphine! Are…you scared of me?” He yelled this time, gripping on to the bars tighter. “I’m not scared of you, Luke. I’m scared for you. You’re a monster…” He ceased the rattling of the bars and stuck to her gaze once again. He was entranced by how beautiful she was. The simplicity of her beauty seemed to normalize him. “I’m scared too, Sera. Please let me go. Let me fix this. I want us to be a family.” Seraphine closed her eyes and caressed the bars where his hands once were. Under her tears she crafted a smile, a genuine smile. “Ah, see that smile. I know that this can work. I know that we will be okay.” She looked at him and her smile softened. “Luke, unfortunately…we can’t.” Her fingers still tucked between the bars, Luke grabbed hold of the bars with Seraphine’s fingers underneath his palms. “That is bullshit, Sera!” He tightened his hold and her fingers pained under the pressure of his hands. “Let me go Sera! Let me go! Get me the fuck out of here. Seraphine!” She forcefully pulled away from his grasp. She turned her back to him while shaking her head. She felt defeated and completely lost. She was scared. “And that is exactly why you are wrong, Luke.” She sighed deeply and began to walk away.

He rattled the cell bars with full force. His body shook and his was was rough. “You can’t leave me here! You cannot walk away from me, Seraphine. That is MY child too. Sera, I will not allow you to raise my child with knowing who I am. You won’t get away with this!” He screamed through the bars and he echoed through the halls of the dungeon. Seraphine stopped for a moment, took a single, deep breath, and turned her head to see Luke. “I will not keep your child from you, Luke. I will let them decide how they perceive you. I hope that our child loves you as I do.” A slow minute of silence passed before she walked out of the dungeon. The slow clanking of her heels down the store hallway was all that was heard. With with step further away Luke cringed and twitched. When he could no longer hear her footsteps he fell to the ground and crawled to the far corner once again. He clawed at the floor around him, rocking from side to side. The shadows hid him from sight. Luke began to cry as he realized his fate. He was a prisoner and this was his new eternal home. 

Seraphine called a council and the elders, including her father, gathered in the main sanctuary. “What is it my child?” her father asked. “What urgency brings us all here?” She stood before them, hands firm on her waist.” My recent…developments have led me to a rather un-desriable decision. While it may not be ideal in the beginning, it is the best for everyone. Our people and the humans.” Seraphine paced around the circular room. “We must…no we will no longer purse the humans as more than friends. Nothing more. From this day forth the romantic entanglement between our kind and the humans shall be forbidden.” The room was overwhelmed with gasps, awes, and questions. The look of confusion spread throughout the entire room. “Please draft this new order as quickly as possible and enforce it immediately. That is all everyone. Thank you.” Her father stood up from his seat and fortified her command with a single, yet stern nod. “Dismissed.” Seraphine spoke softly and her father placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing her gently. “What will we do with Luke?” She rested her hands on top of her fathers, fighting back more tears. She didn’t want to cry anymore. At least not today. “He stays there. He sees his child when I allow it and under no circumstance is anyone else to go down there.” Her father only shook his head in agreement and kissed her on the forehead before leaving the sanctuary.  The doors closed behind him and Seraphine was alone. 

She walked around, studying the walls that were decorated with lush greens and beautiful ancient glyphs. She was entranced by the marble floors in the center of the garden where her and Luke first kissed. She sat at it’s center and let out one last and hopefully single sob. 

Next part people. Read it do it it’s good. @delightfulharmonypoetry

Prologue: Part One

lillypads-starrynights:

“Luke…wh-what happened to you?” Her voice was shaky and as she hugged her stomach her body trembled. “You did it…didn’t you?” Her eyes welled up. She already knew the answer. Luke had fallen victim to his temptation and her heart broke for him. “Why Luke? Why? You stupid, stupid man! You knew what could happen to you!” She let out a shattering cry for her greatest fear had came true. 

Quickened to anger, he snarled in response. “I did it for you! For us Seraphine!” He slowly walked towards her with arm stretched out. “Now we can be together forever…eternity. Just like we talked about, just like we wanted!” His gaze locked onto Seraphine, but she saw nothing more than an empty man. That wasn’t Luke anymore. With once arm extended, the other silently shook as he ran his fingertips against the soft curves of her face. She held his gaze for but a single moment before turning her cheek into his palm. “Luke…this isn’t right. I told you. I mean, look at yourself! You…you-” He lifted her chin just slightly “Seraphine, my love. I can live forever. There is nothing wrong. How could you possibly think there is something wrong with this?” His grip on her tightened and she could barely move her face. “Luke you are not you.” It was difficult to speak as his fingers started to dig into her skin. Under short breaths she tried to shake him away. “You’re hurting me. Luke, let…me…go. Let me…go…Please. Luke.” She pleaded. “We can fix this.” “There is nothing to fix!” He hissed and released his grasp on her. Seraphine stumbled back, her pale green eyes danced underneath pools of tears. She stared at him as he made his way back towards her. His bare feet crossed over silently and her mumbled inaudibly to himself. Seraphine tucked back the loose strands of her golden hair that waved against the winds of her scared breaths. Luke parted his lips and let a single huff of desperation for attention fall. “Seraphine…”

“I’m pregnant Luke.” In and instant those words rang in his ears, like loud bells of a chapel. He was stuck in place. Stuck in a loop of those words. Seraphine gathered herself with a heavy but defeated sigh. She placed her arm around her waist, gently rubbing her stomach. “I found out last night.” She looked down and smiled, but the corners of her lips were tainted with dread. “We…are having a child?” Those words fell dryly off of his lips. He was anchored by the news, but couldn’t hold back half a smile followed by a happy chuckle. “I’m going to be a father. This is amazing. Seraphine…” The heaviness lifted and he immediately quickened his steps towards her. He embraced Seraphine and pressed his lips against her forehead. “Oh this is really something…it’s amazing!” Seraphine hummed  and her arms hung at her sides. She closed her eyes, afraid to make eye contact. She could feel his power. it warmed her like a fire on a late December’s night. His dark energy coursed through him and she felt it pounding against her chest. A single tear fell from her eye and she took a few small steps away from Luke. With a gentle push to his chest she was suddenly a few feet away. “It can’t be like this. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I didn’t want it to be this way, Luke.” Seraphine hung her her head, strands of her hair that were perfectly placed fell once again and covered her eyes. “What are you talking about Seraphine?” Luke was puzzled and stared at the distance between them. “We are going to have a family…”

A few moments of silence passed. The air was thick. Finally Seraphine lifted her head, her lips trembling. “You are a monster. I can feel it…” She placed her hand over her heart. Her voice cracking under tears she was holding back. “I can feel you Luke. I feel…whatever darkness that is surging through you. That energy…that dark energy. It’s not who I fell in love with and it surely is not who I want to or can raise a child with.” She cocked her head to the right and let it hang just above her shoulder. “I’m sorry Luke…” Her words trailed off and played over and over in his head.

“You’re a monster.” That stung. The words pranced around in his mind, growing louder with every repetition. “You’re a monster.”

“A monster?” Luke tightened his lips, clenching his jaw as he clinched his fists at his sides. When he raised his head his once beautiful, sterling gray eyes muddied into black. He watched as his skin went from a frosty white to a dark gray. It was as if he walked through the ruins and ash of Pompeii. “I’ll show you a monster. “ 

He lunged towards her like a feral creature, mumbling curses under his breath. Standing stoically Seraphine waved her hand in front of Luke, freezing him in place. She stood silently before him. Was this all just a vivid, bad dream? Was this actually happening? It was at that moment where she realized that she had lost her true love. Seraphine looked into the onyx eyes of her beloved, but she saw nothing. Nothing good at least. She saw a broken reflection of herself and the love that they shared. Little by little the tears rolled down her cheeks. Her sniffles and stiffened breaths were a weak attempt to delay the inevitable. The longer she stood in front of him the less strength she had. her knees weakened and she sudden found herself on the cold travertine floor, sobbing at Luke’s feet. She slammed her hands on the ground and cursed it. 

“Why? Why? Why?” Her sobs turned into a woeful wail, her tears trickling down the smooth edges of her face and onto the ground. “It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I am so sorry Luke.” Through her sobs she called for her guards to take Luke to the dungeon. That call hurt her more than he would ever know. The guards rushed to Seraphine. No questions asked they took Luke’s frozen body and made way to the lower level cells. One of the guards held Seraphine at her shoulders and helped her up. She nodded in respect. “Please take me to where you will be putting him.” The guard nodded and motion for her to follow him…

-s.c

Great story everybody, read it. Don’t ask questions just do it. @delightfulharmonypoetry