Short story contest!

[QueenElizabeth3]

I hope it's ok if I start a contest, Panda. If it isn't feel freeto delete this.

Contest: What is peaceful to you?
Hence the name of the guild, write a poem, story, or song about what you think is peaceful.

Deadline is July 14.
Prize: (hrm...any suggestions? a cookie?)^^

 

[PandaEnlightenment]

No, its fine. n___n
As long as I don't have to give out the prize. xDD
I think time is peaceful. o:

so anyhoo, are we limited to one entry? c:

 

[Rad Disease]

I don't work well with prompts. 0_0  

[QueenElizabeth3]

Panda: Enter as many times as you want!

HammieBee: I left the prmopt really open, so you can interpret it how you want. But you don't have to enter if you don't want to.  

[PandaEnlightenment]

Woo! Okay, I'm entering so far... once. c;

Time is the memory that lives in all of us,
where birth gives life to death,
which then murmurs
the time of day that it's fate was set.

An air wave, a breeze,
that floats silently by,
caressing each being's heart
with white noise that can only be experience.

Time is the breath that we share.
You exhale, and I'll recycle your air,
whispers one hemisphere to the next.
And so it continues.

Nothing is gone forever.

<3  

[QueenElizabeth3]

PandaEnlightenment

Woo! Okay, I'm entering so far... once. c;

Time is the memory that lives in all of us,
where birth gives life to death,
which then murmurs
the time of day that it's fate was set.

An air wave, a breeze,
that floats silently by,
caressing each being's heart
with white noise that can only be experience.

Time is the breath that we share.
You exhale, and I'll recycle your air,
whispers one hemisphere to the next.
And so it continues.

Nothing is gone forever.

<3

Panda wins. lol, not yet but you have a very good chance! That was beautiful!

 

[PandaEnlightenment]

QueenElizabeth3

PandaEnlightenment

Woo! Okay, I'm entering so far... once. c;

Time is the memory that lives in all of us,
where birth gives life to death,
which then murmurs
the time of day that it's fate was set.

An air wave, a breeze,
that floats silently by,
caressing each being's heart
with white noise that can only be experience.

Time is the breath that we share.
You exhale, and I'll recycle your air,
whispers one hemisphere to the next.
And so it continues.

Nothing is gone forever.

<3

Panda wins. lol, not yet but you have a very good chance! That was beautiful!

xD Thanks! <3

 

[Hiro Takamari]

Glowing with brilliance,
Field full of flowers,
they bloom silence

The caterpillar transforms,
to the beauty of a butterfly,
flies away into the sun

it leaves the tainted,
spreads its beauty farther as it flies,
the snow begins to fall

the sun rises at its end nears,
the field of flowers where it was born
it lays down as it begins to die

th butterfly dies under the snow,
the cycle goes on as the spring comes once again,
another butterfly is born again...
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I call it the butterfly affection  

[PandaEnlightenment]

heart

 

[delirious-dreamer]

I'm willing to give Panda a run for her money. xp
Here's a super short story. A piece of 55 Fiction, a short story in 55 words exactly.

XLR8
The exhilaration of his acceleration,
Cascading to the earth, awoke within him feelings of ecstasy he never felt before.
His heart palpitated rushing oxygen to his starved brain.
"This is what shatters the mundane…"
He was on a collision course with Earth.
He opened his eyes seconds before impact,
Witnessing the horror,
Staining the pavement.

 

[PandaEnlightenment]

wow, that's fabulous, delirious! i'm going to have to try a 55 fiction sometime. n____n
i'll enter again. o:
i guess this is peaceful to me because its an experience that i've had, and i was actually quite happy with this peace after i wrote it, which... well, i think you'll understand after you read it. ;]

Patron

Why can't it be you
sitting there
in your bedroom
reading my journal,
your mind overflowing with
genuine prose?
Why can't I be the one
who wrote, with such passion,
an account of my days
filled with dread and love and
confusion?

It just isn't so.
No, for now, I am stuck in my
bedroom, writing an account
of my single day, well, less than that, filled with
poetic lust.
Your stained-glass words tower over my
humble abode, mud and brick
with a tiny window,
just large enough to see you whistling as you go on your way,
and just small enough to hide me in
plain sight as I
write furiously within my
four walls.  

[delirious-dreamer]

Thanks Panda, that piece isn't too bad as well.  

[PandaEnlightenment]

Why thank you. n___n
Out of curiosity, who are the guys in your signature. I have a hunch, but I'm not willing to look stupid on the chance that I'm wrong.
ninja

 

[delirious-dreamer]

Bret and Jemaine, Flight of the Conchords. New Zealand's fourth most popular folk comedy duo.  

[PandaEnlightenment]

Yup, I was right. n____n
I love their song The Most Beautiful Girl in the Room. xD