• The Tara commented on the post, savage 6 years, 3 months ago

    Drip.
    Drip.
    Drip.

    The only sounds in the air were that of blood droplets hitting the ground and her painting breath. One clan defeated, one more to go.

    She arose, dropped the severed head, smiled, and continued on her savage journey.

  • The Tara commented on the post, available 6 years, 11 months ago

    Nothing was available. Not one broken down car. Everything was taken. Every last car. What were the chances that on this day, this time in my life, a way of getting from here to you was not available? Of all days, why today? Of all days, why did it have to be the one day that I would’ve finally been able to see your pulchritudinous face? Why? Why? Why?

  • The Tara commented on the post, whether 7 years, 2 months ago

    Whether or not the castle did stride through town, pompous and full of itself, it did travel through town one way or another as it’s footprints were littered throughout the streets. The idea of it’s arrogant walk […]

  • The Tara commented on the post, patrol 7 years, 4 months ago

    Back and forth Thomas walked, sweat dripped from his brown onto his dark, grungy uniform. He knew in the back of his mind that it would happen. They would come and attack. And, when the did, they would take her […]

  • The Tara commented on the post, crew 7 years, 4 months ago

    The crew shuffled along the deck, scrubbing the sea water covered planks in preparation for the king of Nair who was to ride aboard that evening. Little did any of the sailors know that the deck would soon be […]

  • The Tara commented on the post, science 7 years, 4 months ago

    A scientist scurried across the drab and decroded laboratory to his many chemicals. One by one he added them to the giant glass vat as it bubbled and steamed. Sweating with an insane smile spread out beneath his […]

  • The Tara commented on the post, railroad 7 years, 4 months ago

    Solid lines, flowing into infinity, from infinity. That’s all it is. A metaphor for life, not seeing the end, but being aware it exists. Knowing that it will stop, but enjoying the trip while it lasts. Life, and railroads.