Futaba's Pure Light by PrismaticMemories, literature
Literature
Futaba's Pure Light
The Princely Knight
“Do you think you’re some sort of princess?” A young lad with scatter black locks for hair glared down. Behind him was two girls and another boy, all rather young. On the ground was a young girl, a bit more smaller than the others but looked around their age if not older. Her hair was loose and in a vibrant silky green color. She had on a dress that covered up to her knees, and stockings to cover up whatever skin was visible on her legs.
Her eyes seemed dulled out, uninterested, cold. Even so, there was still a glint of fear in them as she looked up to the other four. Her dirtied hands were fisted on th
I never really screamed. In the playground as a innocent child, the kids would all squeal and scream wit delight. I never did that. I never knew why, I never thought it was necessary.
My mother did a lot of the yelling. My father did a lot of the screaming. Eventually, he screamed right out the door and left. The angry yells of my mother became even more laced with rage. She took over the position of screaming.
It never occurred to me that I should’ve taken over with the yelling.
I never saw it necessary.
“Oh great, we’re stuck with the attention whore again this year.” Irritated and glaring to the side, a young la
The Start of Pokemon Special by PrismaticMemories, literature
Literature
The Start of Pokemon Special
The beginning of an era. How do you now when it starts? When it’s here? How do you know your role in it all? How do you know, when the start of something new, evolves into the light and the ending of something sacred, slumbers back into the darkness…?
… you don’t.
Footsteps, soft clacking. Raven shoes walked down the dim lighted hallway and soon down stoned steps. The ceiling sloping downwards blocked the black tie dressed man’s vision from seeing ahead. Once he’s reached the bottom, he took his time to look around the room. The basement, a laboratory.
Human beings in white long coats, many of them, and
-Even though I walk amongst them… I’m not one of them…-
A red haired young teenager walked through the crowded streets of Tokiwa City. Around him, he ignored the blurred pale beings moving in all directions around him. His bangs covered until the just below the cheek bone of his left eye. His pale carmine locks were a bit lower than shoulder length and there was two locks steadily growing on his sideburns.
Even though his bangs covered his left eye, he could still see through the open spaces between locks whenever he shifted around. Walking made his bangs shift, and luckily he was walking fast enough to make him see a pu
He felt nothing. There was days where he couldn’t move. He would just lie there motionless. His eyes were never closed but they weren’t fully open either. He could feel his heart thumping every once in awhile. He would remember that he needed to inhale the oxygen around him. Weeks later he would remember he had to exhale the air out of him. He know not of other colors besides blue. All kinds of blue, many shades of them. He also knew of white. And a dark shallow red. Oh, and why of course he knew the color yellow. At least one of it’s variations.
But that was all he knew, that was all he remembered. He would often forget hi
Library Permission by PrismaticMemories, literature
Literature
Library Permission
A caramel brunette speed walked with her fist balled up and arms swinging to gain more speed. One could have thought she was angry, though it was quite the opposite. Her low pigtails were placed after the red scarf tied around her skull and leaving bunny ears on the left side. She had on mini shorts and a black loose that was tied with a red scrunchie. Around her waist was a red jacket. Her white sneakers squeaked when she suddenly halted. “Ah…” Hibana Kotone was actually not expecting her target to be lofting around the lobby of the Indigo Plateau.
Her Ex-Rival, and currently rather close friend seemed to be admiring the
Not Sweet Anymore by PrismaticMemories, literature
Literature
Not Sweet Anymore
It was the most nerve wracking thing he ever had to do. All the paranoid thoughts, the slight depression phase he went through when he thought he had effectively ruined their relationship. The endless waiting and unable to consume food without feeling nauseous. Nerve wrecking, dreadful, two weeks the man named Silver ever had to go through.
Or, well, that’s what he thought.
Tonight’s date? Could easily compete in that category. Silver thanked the Gods he doesn’t believe in that he didn’t lose the food he had eaten. Then again, perhaps that would have set a more serious aura around the two. Agh, whatever. When his tho
Just Another Sunset by PrismaticMemories, literature
Literature
Just Another Sunset
Pallet Town, about an hour away from sunset. Perfect time to take as swim according for a certain black haired teenager. A teen that went by the name Masayoshi Red. White and indigo sneakers walked along the dirt path of Pallet, the hometown of one of her closest friends. She was wearing black long sleeves with a navy blue vest over. Her dark blue jeans almost matched the colors, though she was never the one to care about what she wore so she really couldn’t care less if it matched or not.
On her way back to the path of Viridian, her ears picked up on a sound she rarely heard. The sound of joyous laughter. It was coming from behind the
Twinleaf Town, a small grassy town that has light chilly breezes passing through. It was still autumn, nearing winter though. It was said that even underneath mountain of snows, the grass still stands tall. At a certain two story house was a certain female who recently became popularly known all around of Sinnoh as the Heroine who took down Team Galactic. Her name was; Tsugabara Hikari.
She stood in the mirror looking at the dress the Champion of Sinnoh had given her. It was midnight color with pink vine patterns at the rim. There was also an over cloth in a pale yellow see through color. She wasn’t normally the type to go for fancy ba
Softy the waves of the ocean tides brushed against another. Creating a soothing vibrate throughout the shoreline. The waters were a deep azure color, ripping along to make it to the sand. Sinking the land further in, letting seashells and such wash up in the process. On the sand, not to far from the where the waves reach. There was two humans being walking along the shoreline. While one of them did everything in vain to not get wet, the other just really wanted to get wet.
“Oh come on Silv, it’s just water.” A tall brunette wearing a long white flow skirt and a pale cyan tank top, walked barefoot on the wet sand. Her camera