Stories tagged “green”

  • The Beginnning and The Boy

    In the small village of Gammot lived many well-to-do people. Like all other small villages, there was not much excitement to be talked of, no scary or fantastic tales to tell, and everyone had pretty much lived there for his or her entire life. Few for...

  • Shop of the Uglies

    I shuddered as the ugly man grinned toothily at me. “I’m Kelly. How many olives do you want?” he asked. “About fifty should do. I’m starving.” Starving enough that even you haven’t put me off food, I thought. &...

  • Where are you Green?

    Stroll outside And you will see Exactly what is missing To me. For the trees Are dead. The trees Are brown And creak lifelessly Barely a sound. The winter is bleak For no colors will grow. The only excitement bearing Is fresh fallen snow. The thing I d...

  • Journey to The Center of Your Soul

    Your parents call you out of bed To tell you of a morbid dread. Cooling blacks and Soothing blues to help numb up and block the news. You tremble from your toes to head and try to sort out what they’ve said: You try to cry with heart of lead, And...

  • Green & Dance

    “Come on! You simply can’t refuse this, can you?” Her eyes flickered to the torrential rain, and her mouth tightened into a small line. “I can.” He knelt before her, legs long and lanky; he didn’t know where to put t...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Chain of Order

    Yesterday, Nina was taken to the port. She cried too much for my liking – it made me want to cry, too. She made us sweets and left them on the counter with a note blurred and softened by tears; it was just like her. She did it despite the beating...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Green

    Sometimes I dream in colors. A lot of the time, my dreams are green. Not a boring, basic green like you might see in a textbook or color wheel, but a shimmering green that’s just the right shade and every other shade and the same time. Like leave...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Watching the Dogs

    Though the green light winked at him, Micah did not move. He had not moved all night, nor had he taken the traffic signal’s advice the two previous nights. His lonely vigil, thus far inneffectual, kept him parked in a rented car outside ‘Ho...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
  • Day 3: An Abundance of Katherines By John Green (Part 3)

    And that was the day I fell in love with John Green. “Is it good?” Robin asked as we sat in my living room, him watching TV, and me reading. “What,” I muttered, not actually caring what he said, but rather just answering to shut him up. “I as...

    • Author: Catherine
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Emerald Cat Burglar

    She was perspiring. Heavily. Great slick beads of sweat that slid down the subtle curves of her face and neck. This wasn’t like her at all. It was distracting. Unprofessional. But she didn’t have the luxury of time to worry about it at the ...

  • Competition

    I shouldn’t be obsessed with trying to compete with them, trying to out-PDA them with Warren, but I can’t help but feel inadequate in my relationship. We’ve been together for three years, now, and we just don’t feel the need to ...

  • The magical hat

    Once, there a magical hat. It was made out of some sort of fabric that nobody but hippies knew about, which was varying colors of dark gray-green. It had a brim over that went over eyes, and a magical secret pocket hidden inside of it. The magical hat ...

  • I Picked the Hat

    It takes a lot of effort to enter the exalted ranks of The Hatters, you know. You can’t just buy a hat and learn the 38 secret uses of mercury, oh, no. The Hat must speak to you. You must be chosen. More importantly, the specific color is importa...

  • The Little Green Man

    “That’s what I been trying to say! I traded it for a magic little green man,” Stanley exclaimed. “A magic little green man?! What in the world are we going to do with a magic little green man!?,” his wife shouted. And with that, the little gr...

  • Satellite Heart by Anya Marina

    Reaching the top of the stairs he found her bedroom door with light shining through the bottom crack. He slowly pushed the door open. He stood in her doorway for a moment, observing her, letting the pain of what he was seeing soak in. She was wearing a...

  • Knots

    It looks innocent enough, nothing hostile about tying little knots in string. They don’t mean anything. “What nice colors,” they say as they pass. They only pay the knots mind, they always look away from the tie-er. The colors mean di...

  • My Guardian Angel

    As my tree came back into view, I noticed that the circle I traced around the tree had been smeared by the increasing bitter winds. But where I had slept the night before was still clean of snow. As I walked closer a spot of green stood out against the...

  • Lady Graham

    Leaves crackled and skittered down the street, chased by the wind. The swirling browns and oranges piled in the sewage being thrown out of the windows, waiting fo the coming storm to wash it away. The hartlots bared their chests to the passing men, wit...

  • Ashes Remain: Prologue Part 1

    I looked up, waking from a daze. My cold, pale fingers shook as they held a small black-and-white photo. It was of a small girl, maybe 16-years in age, cuddling a black kitten in her slender arms. He face was scrubby, her clothes looked like they had n...

  • Dreamt Moonlight

    Green lush Leaves lean Splayed— just All mussed Up by a gust They flicker, Blossoming bright insight— Where heart rate’s align right, Combine, and climb quicker Alit by a dreamt moonlight My soul grows thicker As I slumber and reme...

  • Winter, Spring

    Night falls, winter ends. Spring has come, to make amends. Here I watch, the waking world, from its sleep its blooms unfurl. The buds come forth, bright and fair. Leaves are green —here, there. Yet I cannot, the chill forget, when winter howled...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • If you Painted the World

    If you painted With every color imaginable The world through your eyes What would you paint? Would you paint your family What means the world to you? The love of your life, Who is the world to you? Or would you paint money? What keeps the world changin...

  • The Temple of the Lost

    The leaf and loam give way beneath his silent gait, the forest edge before him, his life’s mistakes behind. A slip of breath escapes his lips in a moment paused, but he must continue. As lace-like mists entwine the lofty bows, he reaches out to b...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • I Accuse (Mature)

    Rufus Green buried his face in his arms and wept on the antique dining room table. The Colonel’s laugh, a meat cleaver chopping into wet wood, danced heartlessly in Rufus’s ears. The old wraith was seated again in his wheelchair (but just h...

    • Author: RicoLaser
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Your Eyes.

    Your eyes. You know how I melt in your eyes. They’re lies, they hypnotize, disguise. I despise your eyes. They look They stare without a care, everywhere. Do I dare lose myself in your eyes? I’m lost I’m found. All around there is no...

    • Author: OpenSkies
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5