Creative Writing: Twin Sanguine Moon

Im going to be honest, I was terrified when I looked at the packet that said “What does my book choice say about me?”. I was worried that I might not be able to relate to the book, as I find it hard to even read books and understand them in the first place. I saw the title In Darkness and being the person I am, thought “Hey, In Darkness, sounds like it’s about depression, I can totally relate!” but then proceeded to wait till the middle of the summer to even pick a book. My friend had read all the books on the list and thought I might like In Darkness, saying how there was blood and violence which might help keep me interested, and trusting her, I got the book.

A sharp bend in the passage revealed a sight which made him gasp. A faint circular opening in the distance permitted the rays of the moon –which had fitfully begun to shine –to penetrate the stygian blackness. The end of the passage lay before him. Victory –escape! The cold night air fanned his face; he urged himself onward in a last desperate effort.

“After defeating the Cyclops Polyphemus, my men grew exhausted. They grew thirsty from rowing under the beating hot sun. Sweat dripped down their heads and the ship’s deck grew moist from the mix of the salty, seawater and sweat. We stopped by on a nearby island.

He stepped into the headlight of my car as a ground-shaking BOOM following a massive burst of light shook the earth.

“Mags, come on, we got to get to the rally point, it’s just down the hall,” John said, leader of the 117th squadron. The mission was to get to the rally point in the middle of an invading alien species Mothership. The squadron was composed of 4 outstanding marines, the best of the best. They are part of the selected few, the Guardians.

Good. I touch the icon and drag it. Oh, it’s following my finger’s movement. Alright, let’s see… I drag it to the slot that indicates my right hand. Immediately, the bokutõ shows up on my hand with a quick white light.

I'm going to Lucky Eagle this morning, but wanted to send you a note before I head out to let you know that Jackie and I will not be on next Monday's casino bus to Red Wind. We're going to Pendleton with a group of gals to play golf and gamble. We're leaving Sunday and returning on Tuesday.

After Mildred closes the door behind her, I'm left there stunned. Not only by what she said, but how she said it. It sounded sweet, almost caring, as if she cared about me could she? I ask myself. I shake my head. No that can't be, I'm loosing it, just like I almost lost it when she asked me about the girl., so I had to lie about it to protect her.

Pluto watched from a monitor at the new subject in his trial. It was an elderly man near his 60s with a frail frame and thin white hair in a light patch around the back of his scalp. Through the camera, Pluto observed the man enticed by the planted shrub made for the sole purpose of luring humans who acted upon their emotion. As soon as the elderly man picked the shrub, the ground cracked open and took him into the depths where Pluto's kingdom resided. Seized into the underworld, Pluto asked for the man's name. The man frowned and shook his head, “I have no reason to tell you anything about me. I've learned by now that I should not waste my breath on people who do not know what value my breath is.” Pluto cocked his head to the side slightly,

I watched the operation on my terminal as I tried my best to remain calm. After each water pod carrying James and his people docked on the Lancer and I was given the sign that all of them were safe, I felt relieved. With such large containers without life supporting equipment and personal supplies in them, there wasn’t need of many water pods to get James and his people on board. Once the pods were emptied, the cleaning program took over and sanitized every square inch of the container. Once that was completed, it started filling up with the Black. It was going to take several minutes to fill just one, but there wasn’t a faster and quieter way to let the captain show his regret of how he has behaved. Now if the good old captain hadn’t

There was a knock at the door of what Will understood to be her new bedchamber, --- at least until she accepted Markus as her mate. “Yes” Rae poked her head in the door asking, “How are you doing?” Will smiled, “come in, I’m doing better.” Rae walked over and hugging Will and sighed, “I hope you don’t hate me for giving permission for you to be turned without asking you first, but really you were in no condition to be asked, and if I hadn’t you would not be here now. --- Don’t hate me.” Will pushed Rae back so she could see into her eyes, “I don’t hate you,… I needed some time, and I might need a little more once in a while until I have mourned the loss of my mortal life.” Rae sighed in relief, “I totally understand that, I’m surprised you

The next day John woke up to a bunch of teens staring at him if he we an out cast. He asked, “What is the big idea staring at someone sleeping.”

Macy starts out her night out the same way, just like she been for the pass few years. She wakes up and get dress for work to go and take care of the elderly, what ever they might need. On this night the moon was high and full, and she knew it would be hell. The people always says, “the crazy comes out on full moons,” and that is the truth!

Once upon a time, in a land called Fairytopia, it was year 5012. King Eric and Queen Cindy ruled over all the people. King Eric was dark haired and dark eyed and unlike Queen Cindy, he was very kind. Queen Cindy was the opposite of King Eric because she had green eyes and blonde hair and was very rude. Almost everyone in the kingdom hated her, but they stayed because she threatened everyone who dared to leave. King Eric was oblivious to how mean she was and loved her so much he didn’t realize how rude she was. He would do everything she wanted and didn’t think twice about getting her anything she wanted. Even the servants hated her more than anyone else but she paid them well so they didn’t complain.

In the slums of Chicago there was a small building that was slightly run down from years of weather damage and vandalism. Behind the building was an alley that locals used to lounge and smoke with the few occasional bums here and there that would use it as a safe haven to escape from the weather. At first glance most would walk past the place having never known it existed. Everything except for the front of the building had vibrant colors and decorations marked with graffiti from different locally consumed customers. At the front hung a sign reading "Asteroid Blues" walking inside you see it's a smokers dream....a smoke shop. At the front counter is a glass display counter with varieties of cigarettes, cigars, rolling papers, chewing tobacco.