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Ruru

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#1
Hello~
Here I'll post my short writings and poems : D
Longer stories will be posted in separate threads.
A little about me:
I love to read and write and that's about it xD I love fantasy and the Discworld series~


I'll update later ; )

PoemsStories
¤ Bloodthirst
The madness have taken over. The cover has fallen. She is but a beast.

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Waiting for you
Something short about waiting, tears and love. It's open, both story and end.


¤ A Deadly Whisper
Based on the poem Deadly Whisper

Other
 

Ruru

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This story was made for a contest at the site figment.com, It had to contain the sentence: “Even with the taste of food on (his/her/its) tongue, even in the face of all the horror (he/she/it)’d caused, (he/she/it) was still hungry.” And it had a limit with max. 500 words, this one is 499~
~Story~



Bloodthirst

Description

The madness has taken over. The cover has fallen. She is but a beast.

Laughter was heard close. The villagers looked at each other with panic and fear. She was getting closer and in no time they would have to run and hide again. They soon heard footsteps getting closer and closer. It was quiet.

“I know you’re here,” a voice sang, it was female.

The villager started to quietly move towards the village main street.


“There you are, playing hide and seek again?”

She had found them, was just at their heels as they ran. She enjoyed it. The villager fell one by one as she caught up and hit and sliced them. Left was a little boy. He stood there looking at her with teary eyes and fear.

“Leila, why… why… why did you kill them?” he cried. A soft smile showed up on her face as she walked closer.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. Come here, I’ll help you,” Leila said quietly as she hugged the boy. “You know, I was bored. I had been locked into the mansion for weeks just because of the sun,” she whispered into his ear.

The boy still sobbed as he talked. “Why were you locked up?”


“Why? Because I couldn’t stand the sun, it made me sick before so no one wanted me to become sick again. But see what happened! I’m perfectly fine!” she stood up and spread her arms. “Look, isn’t it beautiful?” Around her only ruins remained, all houses was burned down, corpses were laying everywhere, slaughtered. Her dress was stained with blood and her hair unkempt. But she smiled at the boy. “Say, what do you think, isn’t the most beautiful sight in your life?”

The boy looked around, tears started to fall down once again. “No. No! NO! You killed mom! That’s’ not beautiful! Stupid Leila!” he screamed crying. The smile on Leila’s face disappeared and was replaced with hate.

“I thought you would understand, but I was wrong.” She walked closer to him and grabbed his neck, lifting him from the ground. “I thought you out of everyone would understand. You my dear brother. But it seems like I was wrong, no one here can understand me. That’s why I did it.”


While she spoke the boy’s struggling ceased and she let go. Her nails had dug into his neck and were now dripping with blood, she tasted it. Even with the taste of food on her tongue, even in the face of all the horror she’d caused, she was still hungry. It was a hunger for blood, a hunger awakened when the sun had touched her skin for the first time in 10 years. It had awakened the thirst for blood she had always had.

She looked around a last time at the village that had once been her home. Only ruins, bloodied streets, corpses and her. It was blood red and it was her doing. She smiled as she slowly walked out of the village to find the one who would understand her hunger.

 

Ruru

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#4
~Story~​

Waiting for You

Description

Something short about waiting, tears and love. It's open, both story and end.

Crying, hope, tears falling. I cry wishing you were here.

Hope won’t leave me. But I still doubt and the tears won’t stop.

Where are you? I miss you, are you coming home soon? I can feel you but I still doubt.

I wait every day, I wish to see a sign but nothing. Have you left me? No, I still believe.

The place, the home you left. I keep it for you, tears keep on falling.

Was it you I saw? No, you would never lie. I trust your words.

Dark outside, rain hiding my tears. Are you out there, are you cold? I wait with hope.

Whispers around me but they tell lies. I know you still are here. You promised.

The night turns to day. Sunrise before my eyes, a beautiful memory arise. I remember.

Sunshine so warm, clearing the clouds in my mind. I miss your warmth.

A tear, the crying. A question asked. I can’t answer.

Where are you?

Mail, mail, you sent me a mail!


Hope arises, the doubt sink and no more tears. I open it and read.

The tears won’t stop. It is a lie. A lie, I believe and trust your words. I promise I’ll wait, I won’t leave. So please, return to me. Your warmth, face and love.


I’m waiting…
 

Ruru

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~Poem~

Who are you?

My world is upside down
Right in your eyes
Struggling in mine
Wrong in yours
Right in mine
Who am I?
I'm Death

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Freezing Hill

A chilly wind
an empty hill
a sky filled with stars
my arms ruined by scars
the moon so bright
a freezing night
o lonely flower
hiding but taking cover
brave it stands on the freezing hill
 

Ruru

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#7
Three very alike poems :3



~Poem~

Pouring rain
Dying sun
Clouds white as death
Who are you hiding behind the mask
The mask of truth will it ever be shown
Will the truth ever be revealed
My heart left behind
is it the truth or the lie
A lie white as snow
A truth red as blood
a life black as shadow

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White Lie

Pouring rain
Dying sun
Mask of Truth
A lie white as snow
a truth red as blood
a soul black as shadow
what lies behind the story of death
what hides behind the door to my heart
the door locked forever with a key lost in the sea
lost like the lives in war
forever gone the lock will rust and stay closed
forever and forever
for all eternity it will be locked without a key

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Apple of Death

Apple red as blood
Rotten as the lie you told
A lie white as snow
With a meaning cold as death
I bled, rot, died, I became nothing
My heart was broken, crushed to pieces
Now it's in a chest white as the lie
Black as the night
Hidden in the depths of my mind
 

Ruru

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~Poem~

Deadly Whisper

Broken I scream
See you everyday
Happy are you now?
Left behind now I'm lost
Somewhere a voice whispers
Tells me the solution
Gives me the tool
I go to find you
Now it's all blood red
See you before me
Lying there, stained
Now you'll stay with me forever
I lay down in the sea of blood beside you
Smiling
 

Ruru

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#9
~Story~

A Deadly Whisper

Description

Based on the poem Deadly Whisper

I was happy, happy being with you every day. It became my light, seeing you at school, after school, simply being with you. But suddenly you started to avoid me. It made me sad. Very sad. So I tried to do everything for you. Then you became mad. You said that I was annoying, that I couldn’t leave you alone for only a few hours. Is that wrong? I love you, so why can’t I be with you? But I did as you said and left you alone for a few days. One day I saw you, you was with that cute girl in your class. The two of you hugged, smiled, laughed. Kissed. I asked you about it, all you said was “I don’t like you anymore, bye”. That was after school, and I was petrified, I became a statue. The chock made me unable to understand, but once I did I screamed. You had broken me, broken my heart, with a single sentence. I cried and cried, I screamed for hours.

The next day you were with her, you ignored me, didn’t say “Hello” and didn’t even look at me. But I saw you, and I continued to see you every day. Are you happy being with her? Are you happy seeing me broken? Did you feel happy when you said that to me?

I’m sitting in my room, staring out of the window. It has been a month since he broke me. It’s raining outside, like the weather tries to cry all the tears I can no longer cry. Ever since you broke me I’ve been lost. I’ve had no idea where to go, what to do or what to be. You were my life, my meaning. As I close my eyes I hear a voice. “How can you make him return? How can you make him stay with you forever?” Who? Who is it? I wonder, but the voice continues. “What if he could stay by your side, being only with you? Do you want that?” I nod. Yes, I want that. “Do as I say, simple follow what I say and everything will be good again.” I walk down to the kitchen and the voice tells me what to get. I grab the tool as the voice tells me where I can find him. “He has club activities today, and today he’ll be the last one leaving. Wait for him to be alone.” I walk to school and looks at him from far away. I see the other girl, but she doesn’t matter anymore. Yes, soon he’ll be mine again. I continue to watch and then it’s over, I wait a little more before going down to the changing room. I see him inside and I open the door. “Who?! Not you again! Didn’t I tell you it was over?” he shouts at me. But I don’t care, because soon he’ll understand what’s important. I walk closer to him, not saying a thing. The look on his face slowly changes. I come closer and as I lift my hand and let it fall I close my eyes. When I open them again you are on the floor, stained by blood. I drop the knife, now I’m sure you won’t leave me again. I lay down beside you, holding your hand. I can feel how my clothes becomes wet but I don’t care, you have returned to me. And I smile at the thought.

3 months later

“Are you really fine?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, no need to worry.”

“But that wound was pretty deep, and you still look pale…”

“I promise, I’m fine, just a little a tired.”

The boy in the bed looks out of the window. He can’t remember much of what had happened when he was stabbed. All that remains is the picture of his ex-girlfriend standing in the changing room with a knife. After that everything is black until he woke up in the hospital with his family and friends around the bed. They said he had been stabbed, no one could understand why she did it though. When they had been discovered on the floor in the sea of blood he had been near death, she had died, killed herself they say. That’s another thing they can’t understand, how she did it. The knife wasn’t close to her nor did it have any of her blood on it. But the boy doesn’t care, he’s happy to be alive and that she won’t bother him anymore. He squeezes his girlfriend’s hand and smiles at her and asks “You know, I wonder what I did for her to stab me?”

 
#10
Your latest piece was engaging. It was intense. I could feel the raw emotion: the anger, the sorrow, the desperation. The story was thriling to read, but with a bitter ending at the conclusion. You've got a flair for writing stuff like this, and I'm eager to see more of it. Keep up the great work! ;hello;
 

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~Poem~

Nothing Left

Everything is gone
Nothing is left
All is taken away
Taken to a place I can't reach
It's beyond my horizon
I can't get it back
What can I do?
What should I do?
I want it back
It hides in the darkest deepest place on Earth
Not here
Not there
Nowhere to be found
I have finally found the answer
Only one step is needed
A single step to reach what is lost
And I take the step and reach the darkness
Will I find it at the other side?
 

Ruru

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#13
~Poem~

Crushed

Crushed
Broken
Destroyed
You caused my heart to crumble
My mind to break
My world to fall apart
My life to be nothing
My worth to be gone
I became nothing
And nothing I shall be
Forever and ever hiding in the darkness
The darkness called Death
 

Ruru

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~Poem~

Waiting Death

Walking through the world
Invisible to all
I cannot be seen
By human, animal or God
I’m Nothing yet All
Walking through the world, crying
All is gray
I am what you fear the most
The darkness in your heart
The sin in your eyes
The true you in the mirror
Yes, I’m the one that will always be there
Never leave you alone
I’ll catch you the day you fall
And it will all end
End with me
Begin with another
But it’s all about me
Me, called Death
 

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Random stuff ftw ~

Despair, the one who gathers your hopes and wishes to leave you in misery.

Walking through this world, eating your dreams as I pass by. I leave you crying, the tears dripping to the ground. But I do not care, I smile and enjoy my meal as I look for the one with the biggest hope and dream. The one I would enjoy to crush the most.

Looking for the one spreading this hope around the world I keep on devouring dreams. The dreams that makes the world go around, the dreams that gives the world moral.

Look everywhere, under every single stone. Don't miss a corner, a spider and leaf. I am Despair and I'll make this world a gray world filled with sadness and tears.

The hopes being my food and the tears my water I live of your sadness, so follow me and be devoured you simpleminded humans with no destiny.

Dreams, dreams.... What am I dreaming. I dreamt about death and Death came. I dreamt about water and water came. I dreamt about you but you didn't come. What are dreams? Truth or dare?


And random convo :3


Lulu 5/7/11 7:03 PM
I need stock so you can make me a set ~

Mike 5/7/11 7:04 PM
that is true

Lulu 5/7/11 7:04 PM
I wonder if I have anything saved :3

Mike 5/7/11 7:05 PM
I wonder

Lulu 5/7/11 7:06 PM
I wonder if I can wonder

Mike 5/7/11 7:07 PM
I wonder as well, I wonder as well

Lulu 5/7/11 7:08 PM
Wondering is a dream or reality?

Mike 5/7/11 7:08 PM
Maybe both~

Lulu 5/7/11 7:09 PM
Maybe a lie

Mike 5/7/11 7:10 PM
It could be

Lulu 5/7/11 7:11 PM
But is it?

Mike 5/7/11 7:11 PM
Oh, your saying it is a lie

Lulu 5/7/11 7:12 PM
Maybe I am but how can I know what is a lie and what is not

Mike 5/7/11 7:12 PM
Only the liar in question

Lulu 5/7/11 7:16 PM
But does the liar know that it is a lie

Mike 5/7/11 7:15 PM
D:
*raises white flag*