Random Collection of Writings

Random Collection

A breeze invades the air, carrying with it the tantalising smell of freshly cooked hot dogs and the bitter taste of metal from heated bonnets. The lights turn green and the two opposing worlds of the Zafira and the Porsche go their separate ways.

Fantastical City

The sun burnt a warm orange over the horizon, slivers of light refracting over the broken city of Handregford. The once majestic city of men was now shattered, writhing in the aftermath of the great battle. The city itself used to be a network of cobbled streets, surrounded on all sides by towering stone behemoths. If you followed the right path out of the city, you were brought to the vast waters of lake Draegifion, once a glittering expanse of sapphire, now intermittent with pools of rubies. The city was annihilated after the battle, with rubble strewn within the once proud walls surrounding Handregford. The broken bodies of soldiers paved the streets now, faces contorted into an eternal scream. Smoke still billowed towards the sky, like the breath of a dragon unfurling. The heavy scent of death clung to the air here, though there was no one left to breathe it in. There never was, not after facing the devastating army of Grorkles. They left nothing, no man, woman, child nor animal. Handregford was a beautiful city once, the pride of all those who lived there. But no more. Now, it was a graveyard, a burial ground for the last hopes of man.

Horror Prompt

Red. The walls, the floor, the blade – it dripped red. Glittering with evil glee as it was brought into the air and, like a pent up force, thrust back inside the bloodied, dying man on the ground. He tried to scream, the sound bubbling and gurgling through the blood that flowed freely from his throat. The woman clutching the knife laughed maniacally and threw her head back, her lanky hair whipping around her face like greasy, feral ropes. The man raised his now pitifully weak body off the ground, but a crunch of boot against nose brought him back down. The woman's eyes were wild, crazed yet happy. She appeared to be in a gleeful, murderous dance, the knife darting forward like an adder to cut deep into the man's face, biting into him, and leaving the venomous taste of agony. She was a hunter, and he was her prey. But as is always the case, how does the hunter know when it has become the hunted? The man finally managed to scream through the blood, a gut wrenching animalistic roar that tore itself from his very soul. A roar that is, that masked the sound of footsteps coming from behind his attacker, the devil himself – or herself, for that matter. Tears flowed from his face, and through his blood soaked eyes he saw the hazy red figure approaching the back of the woman. She noticed nothing however, except the light that had sparked back into the man's eyes. That was a light she was determined to snuff out. The knife fell from her hands and hit the floor with a moist thud. She lunged at her prey, digging both thumbs into each of his eyes, her sharp nails making light work of piercing the iris and scraping the back of the socket. The man's scream rose to an inhuman pitch as the woman's thumbs turned his eyes into a bloodied jelly. She was brought short however, as she felt a sharp pain in her chest and looked down to see the tip of a long knife protruding from her blood stained top; she turned round to see another man, holding his hand out as he had just let go of the blade that was now stuck in her. She opened her mouth to laugh again as blood filled her lungs and she slowly choked on her life essence, dying with a smile on her lips and a crazed grimace. The man instantly ran over to the woman's victim and cradled him in his arms. He was too late, the man had died painfully from the numerous wounds his attacker had inflicted upon him. His would be saviour pulled him in close, and sobbed over the loss of his fiancé.

Random Poem #1

The icy bite of metals breath,

The eternal hold of death.

The life that holds that beautiful spark,

The person trying to make their mark.

All wanting to beat the average pace,

In the eternal game, the human race.

Random Poem #2

Beauty cannot be held in words,

It's in every animal on this earth,

Foxes, wolves, rabbits and birds,

The miracle of a child's birth.

And yet in you I see all this,

Every piece of beauty shown in your face,

You're the only one that I want to kiss,

You're my gorgeous, final case.

Random Poem #3

Love used to be just a four letter word,

then I found you and everything changed.

You're all I can think about, you're stuck in my head,

Why can't I shake this damned feeling.

Thinking of you causes my chest to constrict,

My heart feels ready to explode like a bomb.

I want you, all of you, until the day that I die,

You're the only future that I see now.