Another HopeThe sunset steadily sunk down the horizon as Anna turned to the only broken window in the house to close the curtains shut. Her eyes, red from tears, peered out onto the dirt streets and closing markets below. Usually owners would be lazily moving about, tired from their work. But today she noticed most of them were frantic in their movements, as if they all wanted to be the first ones out of the area. Noticing an old man closing his orange shop, panic shown brightly and obvious on his face.Another Hope by ~xMimameidx
What's wrong with the people today? Breaking her eyes away from the scene, she scanned a little further on the countryside, and finally she spotted some
Lost TreasureOn the edge of a breathLost Treasure by ~xMimameidx
tumbling lifeless in sight
Your soul nearly escapes
as you peer into that light.
No gold beneath the ground
You tear your eyes away.
And make for safer voyage
You had not the heart to stay.
With words stuck in your mouth
The butterflies died that night.
And brightness pierced again
That one treasure, lost in vain.
Prose writing sampleA tense moment arrived at the scene. Everywhere people were becoming frantic, whispering, gasping, even choking at what they were witnessing. The children previously in their seats got up and hid behind their mothers, the elderly pulled their canes close beside them, as if they were to be later used as a weapon. Others just stared open-mouthed, too afraid to make any noise or movement at the advancing woman, who had small gun poised in her hand. Everyone expect her to look vicious, even deadly, hateful, but this woman was none of the above.Prose writing sample by ~xMimameidx
A child's cry rang out as others reacted fearfully, shushing the child as if a bomb were to explode an