Rolling shades of deep purple, bright orange, and subtle gray blaze in the sky above me, while the miniscule pebbles beneath me crunch as I trot along. In the faded gloaming, my eyes can distinguish a far away glitter that shoos a thrill through my body. That's it. That's my goal, I think to myself. Suddenly, a dark shape materializes in front of me. Danger. That's what lies ahead, before I can reach that gleam which is my goal. I must pass through it. At first, my feet move steadily through what I now recognize as a huge, towering forest. I can just barely catch a glimpse of that far-away twinkle through the trees. As long as I can see it... as long as it doesn't disappear... as long as my feet don't stray from the path.... All at once my feet halt on the path I was following, as a thick mist swiftly enshrouds me. And the glimmer fades, so fast that I am left in utter darkness. …show more content…
Do I turn around, and lose any chance of obtaining that now unseen glitter? Maybe if I stay where I stand, and don't move, then I will be safe. I realize that for some reason, the haze is not quite so thick nearer the ground, there is a miniscule flicker of dim light. I sit down. But when I do, I wished I hadn't. A tiny creature, no more than ten inches tall, materializes out of the mist. It has a slender, almost girl-like form, with pale white skin and contrasting vivid blue-black hair. What sends waves of terror down my back is, when it lifts its face to meet mine, I observe that its eyes are pure black orbs. The Thing is coming closer, lifting its emaciated hand; the horrid creature plans to touch me! I shriek and try to scoot what I hope is backwards, but in the choking cloak of darkness, I can't make sense of direction. And without warning, the Thing is there, and its hand grips mine. I shiver from its death cold touch. Because of its touch, I'm chilled to the bone, frozen to the
The sudden motion surprised the crowd I was in and the guide grabbed an iron bar and pushed the thing’s demanding finger away. Then it spoke, not like its usual gibberish but real words. “Inferno”, “caelum” I froze. The words were familiar somehow, without thinking I stepped into the room and grabbed the thing’s arm, “what did you say? What about-” Before I could say anything else, I was yanked out of the room but before I could think of anything the screaming began.
creature stood before me, gnarling teeth, sharp enough to slice cleanly through my flesh. Skin, a sickish green, mounted with boils and sores, rough and jagged all over. Claws, double the size of the contorted figure, curled by it's side. The creature hunched over, as it were waiting to pounce any second, or maybe as if I was waiting for it to pounce. Now, I was more curious then frightful. My feet glued to the floor, my heart pounding heavily. I was to be a victim, slaughtered and eaten as the main course yet I still stood. The compelling need, to look the creature in the eye had taken over, and my chin lifted. Our eyes met, and my breath caught in my throat. My stomach churned, not at the sight of the horns that stretched from it's forehead,
On a snowy Friday morning in California, there was a very clumsy german shepherd, and his name was Sparky. He’d always go off topic and make everyone crack up laughing. Although sometimes he would end up in his own doggie world. Seven years ago, the policemen Bob and Joe were looking for a new german shepherd puppy to train. On a Tuesday afternoon Bob and Joe both went to the pound.
I wake to the blaring noise of screeching wheels. I am in the back of a transport vehicle. The lights burn my eyes, and they take a moment to adjust. I am weak and my head pounds with a severe ache. The truck makes sharp movements and shoves me from side to side.
In a time before all of this, it was solely darkness. The universe was merely a black hole, void of life and light. Within this void however, their was one conscious being. Sol, the being within the void was the only thing that possessed energy. Said energy had always been within the void but after years of manifestation this energy became Sol.
“Well by the looks of it, it looks mythical.” she said sounding certain. “Thanks, i’m pretty sure i’ll need your help later on. Do me a favor and don’t tell mom and dad.” I said relieved. “I thought so, that's okay.” She assured. 2 That nightI was laying in my bed supposed to be asleep,but I just couldn’t.This creature was amazing and it wasn’t even out of its shell! I decided to get up and go check on it. The ice was melting... I don’t think it’s supposed to. I need to wake my sister but I fear she will be mad at me if I do. We never know until we try it. Here goes. “My heavy breathing would get me killed if I was ever in a situation were I had to be Silent or get killed. When I woke up my sister I was shocked by what she told me. “ After you went to sleep I went outside in the forest. You’ll never guess what I found out by the pond.” She said trying not to wake anyone else. “What did you find?” I said
What i saw was horrifying. this tall, bony creature had no eyes and it’s mouth was wide open like it’s jaw was broken. It had nothing on but the skin on it’s bones, long pointed fingers, and no hair on it’s head. I gasp in shock but quickly cover my mouth so it wouldn't hear me but it was too late, it heard me. I saw it stop and turn it’s head my way, oh god i think it saw me. I turn my head back and i can breath, my heart is pounding in my chest. The feeling of fear and adrenaline pumping through my veins. Then I heard it continue on to wherever it was heading, ok that was anticlimactic. As soon i heard it go out the door i quickly ran to the door and shut it before it had the chance to come back. Hopefully the door will hold ,whatever that
The charcoal sky spat cold rain. Each drop fell heavily, piercing through her skins surface. Instantly her hair became drenched, her golden locks lay messily in separated brown strands of hair. For a fleeting moment she saw a shadowed figure from the corner of her eye.
Our breath, clearly visible in the morning light, escaped our mouths as if we were breathing fire. We begin our trek to the right, we plan to walk the perimeter of the pond. Leaves and grass that hide in the vast shadows of trees still have frozen dew, creating a magnificent collage of colors that are so naturally leasing to the eye. Stunning whites, sprinkle themselves amongst the matte browns. Shadows cast themselves over the brilliant greens, masking their true beauty.
I didn't think something so beautiful could be so scary. The rock crumbles under my feet as I look out into a wide landscape big rolling hills at the bottom of massive cliffs towering over trees like people to ants. The rock beneath my feet is hard but soft there's no real substance to the rock it's just crumbled into dust and sat there at my feet. Trees flap in the air like seaweed underwater. The wind rushes through my coat and my pants feeling like it was pushing me to the edge.
The coldness of the void crept into my body. A constant, throbbing pain that I couldn’t escape. I hated that pain. In order to warm myself, I cowered into the grey, soulless rock below me, squishing my body flatter than a pancake. The coldness of the rock stung me, the gritty stones digging into my flesh.
But where is here? All I can see is white. I move around the rock where I was resting. The harsh wind makes me blink. I thought of my pups: four small, white fluff balls.
The eight-legged creature snapped its jaws and nearly grinned at me. I stared in disbelief as the lights died. How evil a way to go, to present my own death to me and leave me to wonder when it will strike! I tasted the very dry, bland texture in my mouth once more and took a few deep breaths as I felt a mass grow closer.
The bedroom door slammed open, the mysterious guy started walking and breathing heavily. I slightly opened the closet door. Its desiccated skin pulled tightly over its bones. With its bones pushing out against its skin, its complexion the ash grey of death, and its eyes pushed back deep into their sockets, the creature looked like a gaunt skeleton recently disinterred from the grave. It was a perfect description of a
I scrambled to my window, becoming tangled in my sheets and struggled to pull open my curtains. My eyes scanned the empty street and it was then I saw it. On the edge of the treeline stood