http://slow.writerscafe.org/Violet%2C%20Dylan The original writings of author Savior knowmore en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776014257 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am young, and I am blindAll I saw was what we used to be, not what we wereHow can I raise my head, when every night you lays yours down aloneI was foolish, to believe that I was truly helpingI never lied to you, that you can rest assuredBut that doesn't mean I knew everything about youEvery day, I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1119899/ In my tower, I awaited youIn my tower, I dreamed of a prince to rescue meIn my tower, I watched as the seasons changedAnd days dragged on into yearsBut you never cameI'm aloneSo, I made a ropeAnd I rescued myself from thereIn the wide world, I saw not decades, but secondsIn the wide world, I dreamed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1119898/ Raw and bloody fleshTorn from living bodyWith large stone I must threshMy hunger is most indeed bawdyBlood drops on stone floorRed joy stains my handsCivil manners made whoreOf this amazing delicacy none understandsMy teeth gnaw and gnashGobbling down my victimFor dessert, fine bone ashFor more, I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1119896/ Poison slides through the needle,Going deep into my vein.One more dose should do the dirty deed,And let me fall to sleep; an awakening bane.Warm black liquid,Moving as silently through my body like a ghost.Slowly eating away at my mind,So this is what they call an over-dose.It is a feeling like no o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1119895/ Follow me, O lost SoulsFollow me past the gurgling creekFall in line, dearly departedFall in line beside the tranquil streamMarch on past, dreadful ghostsMarch on past the screaming riverFling yourselves, twisted demonsFling yourselves into the abysmal lake. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1119894/ Penelope named this poem. not me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1041957/ It hides there, under the flesh,I know it's there,I can feel it waiting.It is stronger than me,A monster hiding inside.It causes death, pain, sadness,Because that is what monsters do.But nobody sees the monster,So I become their target.When I look in the mirror,The monster stares at me,Yellow eyes a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1029858/ A poem commission for my friend Ginger. May your dreams take you far http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1029052/ Can you see the truth? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1026030/ ... graphic... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1021830/ "Hey, wake up, Phoe. We're here, outside the hosital," I heard Jason say, feeling his hand on my shoulder, gently shaking me. I opened my eyes and looked up at him.&nbsp;"Already...? It was so quick," I yawned softly and unbuckled, looking at Jason. "What time is it?""Late. You're lucky the hospital.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1021808/ A young woman wakes up completely alone, without any idea who she is, where she is, or her purpose. Doesn't remember anything. Just a name... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1021805/ A young woman wakes up in the middle of nowhere, with no memory, no ID, no idea where she is. All she has is the penny coat covering her nude body, and a name. Phoe. Who is Phoe? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1021802/ Wrote in hospital http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/1019621/ I wrote this at the request of my dear friend, Katie. Hun, this is for you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/997290/ Chapter 3: Butler"No, faster. Not that fast. There that's better," Butler said. He put his mop next to mine. It was rare for Butler to help with any of the household chores. I noticed it only happened when Maxamillion was gone, either not on the Manor, or very far from us."Why do you do this, Bu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986643/ Chapter 2: Beast&nbsp;I turned to face the speaker.Maxamillion was a foot taller than I. He was pale skinned, but I couldn't put a nationality to him. His silver eyes were strange. It was then I noticed that he had no eyebrows, or hair, not even facial hair. Completely clean shaven."You're o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986636/ Chapter One: Three Monsters&nbsp;I had been bought, the way one would buy a loaf of bread when they go to the store. I had been put in a nice dress, stuffed into a car and driven to my owner&rsquo;s home.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I stood on the porch, before the two golden doo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986633/ &ldquo;There was a problem with Vampire XIX,&rdquo; said the Healer. The special doctor&rsquo;s voice was kind, which helped sooth his patients. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;XIX?&rdquo; asked the government lady.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &ldquo;Roman numeral.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986629/ Live human experiments sold as servants and slaves. A mysterious buyer takes all three experimental "monsters." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986619/ The deepest cut&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I sat in front of the game. I examined every square inch of the field, studying every possible transaction from terrain to terrain. In the mountains, I was protected by sheer rock. A good army could hold off .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/986566/ I had a very limited time to write this... Forgive me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/975863/ Echo gets a hint about her mother while learning military tactics http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/974502/ Totally unaware of who youAre, I entered your page, caught unawaresEvery step, leading me deeperYour words are funny and softEvery sentance, bringing us closerOurs is going to be a great friendshipNever doubt that http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/973480/ A little insight on life in Echo's home http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/973432/ Echo's shopping throughout the Kokuja Village. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/972667/ A short chapter, meant to describe how Echo percieves things. And a secrect is hinted at about the kind of place she lives in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/972532/ Spirit of the blade&nbsp;&ldquo;Put more muscle into it!&rdquo; Father said, his thin sword lashing out and kissing my cheek, leaving a very tiny cut just below my left eye, matching the one on my right exactly. I had brought my sword up too slowly. It swung upward, completely missing Father&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/972207/ The air was cold, chilling the marrow in the man&rsquo;s bones. The man stood in a red puddle that expanded as he moved, turning into a sea of blood. His sword was stained black with the blood of countless victims. His left arm swung the sword so fast his victims only saw a blur before they died. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/972203/ Echo, a young swords-mistress, has only known her Father for that. But then she realises a horrible truth about her origins. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/972202/ Bored in geometry http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/970906/ Begging a girl to stay, even when you know she won't. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/970687/ The truth is revealed about Deoxys... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/970247/ In the darkness of the deepest forestLives a creature of absolute powerReigning over all other beingsIts flesh clad in hard, aged armorReaching up to the moon, its claws touch the starsIts hundreds of arms have a thousand fingers eachWatching over its kingdom since time forgottenNo bei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969442/ little thing i wrote in class http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969441/ a normal poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969439/ Cry was small of stature, but big in powerRaking her claws over the little bones of manYet, her long claws and teeth betray herThorns of emotion stab at Cry as she does the evil deedsHooked tail swishing on the cave floor Entangled in an eternity of traditionTradition states that demons are .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969435/ more acrostic for my best friend http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969434/ sorry. this is the second half of a very long poem about love. but, read the message in the acrostic. then the title will make sense http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969432/ An acrostic poem for my best friend <3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/969429/ Chapter VIIIPlanet Bia, Obelisk Galaxy I stepped out of the shuttle-port and into the cold night air. Planet Bia was the eighteenth planet from the green sun, so it was always around zero degrees. The only thing that kept it above zero was the fact that twenty feet below me was a volcanic vein o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941151/ Chapter VIIPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy I was jolted awake. My light was on. The door was ajar. Blake was asleep on his bed. A girl stood in my room, glaring at me as she set down a metal bucket. It was then that I realized my clothes and bed were soaked and I was freezing. "I yelled for you to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941150/ Chapter VIPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy We sat in my room in the dark, me on one bed and Mage and Blake on the other. Blake explained that his race were nocturnal, so he couldn&rsquo;t be in the light, as this planet had no stars or moon to provide light. "Why are you here? I thought you weren.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941149/ Chapter VPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy&nbsp;"Blake!" Mage shouted loudly. I remembered the picture and that Blake definitely didn&rsquo;t have golden eyes or was this creepy.&nbsp;The golden eyes continued to move towards us, silent and not activating the motion sensors. The golden eyes stopped .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941147/ Chapter IVPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy&nbsp;Me and Mage had eaten our breakfast in silence. It dawned on me that I must have been one of the first people she talked to, if not the very first.&nbsp;We had gone to an area near the front of the building, on the ground level floor. It was a large, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941145/ Chapter IIIPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy&nbsp;I woke up to find Mage holding me instead of her stuffed panda that her mom had given her before she had left. I unhooked her arms from around me and crawled around her to get off the bed.&nbsp;I did my usual morning exercises. I did twenty sit ups and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941143/ Chapter IIPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy&nbsp;I looked at them, feeling shocked. "D-don't you want to know what I can even do?"&nbsp;The six of them looked at each other, aside from Mage who was still looking at me. It was obvious that they hadn't thought that far yet. Sev looked like he wished h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941141/ Chapter IPlanet Bae, Hidden Galaxy12 years later&nbsp;"Happy fifteenth birthday, Alex," Greavus said to me as I got out of the car.&nbsp;"Ya, now I&rsquo;m officially a prisoner," I grumbled.&nbsp;"Not a prisoner, just a guest who isn&rsquo;t allowed to leave and is under constant superv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/941139/ ProloguePlanet Vral, Ukri GalaxyYear 2932, Summer"My name is Special Agent Greavus Deadlok. I&rsquo;m on assignment to tell you something that almost nobody knows," said the strange man. He was of average height but had broad shoulders and was thickly built. His hair was white and in a pony .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Violet%2C-Dylan/925982/ The story of a girl with special gifts, so special she's considered an outsider even among other mutants. Even alien races can tell she isn't a normal human. 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