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![]() Congrats to Tai for winning the first contest
Here's my entry about the DESIRE. Footsteps I'm starting to visualize what I feel. I turned off my brains and allowed the soul to look around the dark vastness I found myself in. I got a clear vision of things, as the sight sharpens after a storm. I see and feel water, as though I float in mid air. A distant memory is activated, a feeling of something I already experienced, but forgot. It's a sensation I get instinctively and only when the brains are passive enough. It takes me back to the days before my birth, when I as an embryo was floating in fluid. Yet the feeling is not quite the same. My nostrils were tickled by the smell of sea salt, although I realize I shouldn't even breathe so deep under water. It's burning my eyes. The water is salty and it punished me for trying to open them in order to look around. I can't take it any more. I feel your embrace and it calms me down, for I know it is time to move on and leave this place. I'm emerging from the depths, cleansed and relaxed. The muscles are to soft and without the will to move. Yet I am rising. The depths are pushing me away and I feel a breeze. You're still breathing and I feel your exhale, you feel my sweat when you inhale. I'm on the surface and I feel the warmth. There's no more water around me and I open my eyes. I'm amidst the blueness of the sea, yet you behind me, for I feel your body touching my back. In the moist sand I see a small, almost shy footstep, as though a nymph would dance here pass and mark this heaven as her. I'm looking for her, but feel only waves, that are washing my feet, gently and arousingly tickling. I want you. There's no more wind. I turn and see you, staring, far away in the distance. I lie beside you and embrace you to feel your skin. I place my hand on your thigh. I feel the silkiness of your skin and smell your ticklish hair. I protect your back with my being. You turn revealing your face. I open my eyes, now washed by the rain. The rain that washes the worries away. |
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![]() Amazing story... *sigh*
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![]() Wow. Very good story. But kind of mushy.
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![]() Oh well. I'll try and keep this thread alive, but right now it doesn't look too good. So here we go with a new category - and please people - POST (if you have something).
The next category is PARANOIA! |
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![]() Seb, there haven't been any votes yet. This category is still open until the end of the month. Wael has asked me to moderate if he can't manage. Vote casting will start tomorrow.
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![]() Well becouse I have 0:01 I will vote now :w00t:
I liked Fawfulhasfury most for some time,but after I read what wrote Sebastianos I must change my opinion.He wrote about desire of elemnt that I love very much-water.So Sebastianos Btw if next category will be paranoia I will probably enter the contest.I have full loads of it... Just hope I dont screw it with grammar |
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![]() Hehe, it's okay Seb, I know you're just eager to write a new piece! :bleh:
Okay, we have three excellent entries this month to vote on. Thank you guys for contributing!! (I decided to refrain this go-round, wasn't sure it would be appropriate to enter this time as last month's winner, but watch out next time, hehe Quote:
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<!--QuoteBegin-Sebatianos Footsteps I'm starting to visualize what I feel. I turned off my brains and allowed the soul to look around the dark vastness I found myself in. I got a clear vision of things, as the sight sharpens after a storm. I see and feel water, as though I float in mid air. A distant memory is activated, a feeling of something I already experienced, but forgot. It's a sensation I get instinctively and only when the brains are passive enough. It takes me back to the days before my birth, when I as an embryo was floating in fluid. Yet the feeling is not quite the same. My nostrils were tickled by the smell of sea salt, although I realize I shouldn't even breathe so deep under water. It's burning my eyes. The water is salty and it punished me for trying to open them in order to look around. I can't take it any more. I feel your embrace and it calms me down, for I know it is time to move on and leave this place. I'm emerging from the depths, cleansed and relaxed. The muscles are to soft and without the will to move. Yet I am rising. The depths are pushing me away and I feel a breeze. You're still breathing and I feel your exhale, you feel my sweat when you inhale. I'm on the surface and I feel the warmth. There's no more water around me and I open my eyes. I'm amidst the blueness of the sea, yet you behind me, for I feel your body touching my back. In the moist sand I see a small, almost shy footstep, as though a nymph would dance here pass and mark this heaven as her. I'm looking for her, but feel only waves, that are washing my feet, gently and arousingly tickling. I want you. There's no more wind. I turn and see you, staring, far away in the distance. I lie beside you and embrace you to feel your skin. I place my hand on your thigh. I feel the silkiness of your skin and smell your ticklish hair. I protect your back with my being. You turn revealing your face. I open my eyes, now washed by the rain. The rain that washes the worries away.[/quote] EVERYBODY, PLEASE VOTE. YOU HAVE TIL THE END OF THE MONTH!! Current vote count: Sebatianos: 1 |
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![]() I vote for Seb...
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