A build-up of things I haven't been posting...

'Ello guys! I haven't posted anything in a while, so I have a bit of a build-up. Hehe... Anyways, these are things that are unedited, unproofread, etc. They're small blurbs of writing that were made for no particular purpose. Yeah... well, here they are.

Oh yeah, and none of them have titles.

#1

Toast turns to wet sand in my mouth.
I am torn,
Two different paths,
Yet only one the true way.

It’s something that cannot be done,
Cannot be accomplished.
Something deep in your heart,
Deep in your soul,
Through the sadness and calmness,
The breathlessness and reluctance,
Lies the only path ready to take.

I’m scared, I’m afraid,
What am I going to do?
Should I hurt one to love another?
Should I love one to hurt another?
Heavy mist hazes decisions,
Yet running away seems so much clearer.

I go with haste, I don’t turn back,
I make my choice, deciding what is and isn’t right.
The one who was loved now faces the gallows,
The one who was hated now praised,
And the one in the middle now regretful.

#2

I awoke
Bright and early.
Gave her a poke,
In the head, so curly.

But she didn’t move,
Didn’t make a sound.
Didn’t dance with a groove,
She just lay on the ground.

I called her name,
But what a shame,
Am I to blame?
Or is this a game?

I gave her a shove
With the tip of my shoe,
When above flew a dove,
In the sky so blue.

I looked back at my friend,
But she was nowhere in sight,
So death wasn’t the end,
Though she gave me a fright.

#3

I’m fighting the world, as it is me.
All of the odds never in my favor.
I take the time to look beyond the shores,
A gentle caress of the setting sunlight
On the azure horizon.
How I miss that careless life,
Though how I crave to wander freely.
I chose to let go of responsibility
And join them on the other side.
What has become of humanity?
The answer is simple: insanity.

-End-

I KNOW, I'VE ACTUALLY BEEN WRITING POETRY! Why, I wonder? -ponders-

Okay, I also decided to post a part of my novel I've been working on. Note that I have not proofread or edited this certain portion yet, so it probably has alot of mistakes.

Excerpt from my novel, Blood and Sails:

Julianna.

Her eyes shot open, though she could still see nothing but the cold, dark blackness before her. She suddenly felt another presence, one different from the empty one she felt before. It was a warm one, a gentle yet strong one, ripping through the darkness.

Julianna Edwards.

She knew that voice. An unforgettable voice, one that no one who has ever heard it even once could ever forget.

“Luca…?” she forcibly whispered into the darkness. It hurt to talk, as if with every breath she took and word she spoke an enormous pressure consumed her, sapping her strength, causing her to crumble. She screamed, unable to hear her own blood-curling yells.

Julianna, tell me where you are.

She screamed and screamed an unheard cry. She tried to move, she tried to thrash around, but the darkness consumed her and all her senses. Where she was, what she was doing, it was all unknown.

Julianna, are you all right?

She stopped screaming; Luca was speaking to her. What was this power she had never known about? Reading minds? No, it was more than that. He was in her mind, in her consciousness, talking to her. Another one of their mysterious powers? It must have been. Julianna felt ecstatic; Luca was there with her, talking to her, keeping her safe.

Julianna, what are you feeling?

“Cold…” she replied, a sound barely escaping her lips. Suddenly, the pain returned, a force pressing down on her, smothering her, constricting her into a confined area. “Pain… Luca, please…”

Julianna, where are you?

“Pain, Luca! It hurts! Luca! LUCA!” Julianna started into hysterics, her screaming becoming louder and louder. “Help me! Please! LUCA!”

Julianna.

“Luca! It hurts! It hurts! Luca!”

Julianna we’ll--.

“Luca! Luca! Please! Don’t leave me here like this! The pain! Luca!”

“Julianna!”

She stopped screaming. She felt as if her heard stopped beating. This time, she heard his voice loud, clear and crisp, different from before. He was no longer in her mind, but there, standing before her. She became still, wiping tears from her face. She looked into his eyes as he stood there, a sad look on his beautiful, flawless face. Captain Luca Riley stepped closer to her, but she still couldn’t move, or make a single sound.

“Julianna. Please, just listen.”

He stepped closer to her, now so close their bodies were almost touching. He lifted a hand to her cheek, gently wiping away a tear.

“My poor Julianna, please do not weep,” he said in his usual poetic tone. “Soon we shall both be out of this retched place. You could not listen through your crying, so I came down here myself.”
“Where… exactly are we?” Julianna asked, regaining her ability to speak.

Luca did not answer. Instead, he looked intently into her eyes. He began to murmur under his breath, a secret incantation of which she could not understand. He closed his eyes, the darkness around them becoming lighter and lighter. Soon there was not darkness, but a bright, white light, blinding them. Luca did not move, and in fact seemed as if he did not even notice the sudden change.

Everything became white, and Luca was no longer in sight. She felt nothing, not even cold, not even darkness. All she could see was the white around her, not even her own palm in front of her face.

Suddenly, she hit her head very hard on something very, very solid.

“Julianna! Julianna!”

The voice was different this time. It wasn’t Luca’s, but instead Vincent’s. She felt his warmth as he embraced her, feeling a tear fall on her face that wasn’t hers.
“Oh, Julianna, I thought for sure you were…”

Julianna finally opened her eyes, her vision becoming clearer as she saw the rest of the crew on the Anastasi coming toward her. She looked around, but saw no sight of who she was looking for.
“Vincent… where’s Captain Riley?”

Vincent stopped talking, the rest of the crew growing silent. He let go over her, stepping away and looking in a different direction, like the rest of the crew, who were all averting her eyes.
“He gave himself up… to save you.”

Even before Vincent had spoken, she already knew what happened. She knew that Luca would do that for her, and the thought made her sick to her stomach. The wind blew, howling through the cold night.

Don’t worry, Julianna, I will always be right here with you. Don’t be afraid.

Tears started flowing down Julianna’s cheeks. How could this have happened? Why would Captain Riley give up everything he had, his entire crew, his ship, just for her, a girl he had barely met? It made no sense to her, but still… she couldn’t help but feel guild. Tears streamed from her eyes as she buried her eyes into Vincent’s coat. She began sobbing, and he held her tightly in his arms, trying to comfort her.

“Don’t worry, shhh, don’t worry,” Vincent said, his beautiful voice smooth and soft. “He did it because he wanted to, it was his choice, please, Julianna, don’t cry…”

She remembered the words Luca had spoken to her only moments before, though it seemed an eternity ago. My poor Julianna, please do not weep, he had said. She stopped crying, taking deep and ragged breaths. She would not cry. He did not want her to, and so she would not.

“Come, Julianna, you need rest,” Vincent said her, then, looking up to the rest of the crew, added, “We all do, for the sun will be rising soon.”

He tried to help her up, but she wouldn’t budge. She sat there, sitting on the floor with a tear stained face. “A captain. Who is the new captain.”

Vincent looked at her, and then to the crew, who were all looking to him. Silas looked down to him, shrugging. “I vote for you, mate.”

“All in favor of Captain Vincent Bursnell?” Julianna said, an air of authority around her, still looking intently at the floorboards.

“Aye!” the crew shouted in unison.

“Well then,” Julianna said, not sounding surprised as she looked up slowly, putting her hand out in front of her for Vincent to take. “Captain.”

He smiled, taking her hand and pulling her up, but she did not as he suspected. She began walking towards the crew’s quarters, turning back just before disappearing through the door. “I shall be turning in now. I think the rest of you would be wise to do the same.” She raised an arm slowly, pointing to the rising sun on the horizon.

The crew looked to Vincent for orders, and he wasted no time giving them. “Make haste for the lower decks!”

“Aye!” the crew shouted, scrambling around the deck. Vincent caught Julianna giving him a slight wink just before she disappeared through the doorway.

-End-

Any opinions and constructive criticism is appreciated. COPYRIGHT ME, YOU STEAL AND I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL MESS YOU UP SO BAD YOU HAVE ANY FINGERS TO TYPE WITH OR EYES TO READ WITH, GOT IT?