ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
literature
An Ode
Deviation Actions
Matthew's Six Word StoryNothing makes sense, so kill everyone.
The Roses Are DeadI forgot to water them today.
2121Remnants of a civilization lost; dreams and hopes forgotten in the dust. Ashes stir as we set foot on this new land, and I can sense it has seen much despair. The smell of decay and the air of eerie quiet are disturbed by our presence here, but no one else seems to notice. They're too engrossed in the possibility of new homes. Some come in the name of religion, others for science, most come for profit. Only I am here because I have no where else to go.
I step away from the ship and the others. The pilots warned us not to stray too far away from the rest of the group, but the talk of politics and economics is making me edgy. I scour the groun
The Waiting Room Part IWhite
Red
Black
The atmosphere all around was distorted and fuzzy. A heavy cloud of haze hovered over all and prevented Jason from seeing. He was able to make out a few things: that the walls of whatever room he was in were spotlessly white and that there appeared to be several people in the room with him. He couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could hear their voices as if they were inside his head.
"There's no hope," one said.
"Yes, I do believe he is lost," continued another.
"Mmhmm. He's coming around."
"There's still a chance," another voice—a woman's—stated, full of hope.
Jason strained his eyes but still could no
© 2013 - 2024 4sauce4
Comments18
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
YES!!!!!! Thank You