the human body is a blank canvas. it's up to the artists to decide what to paint on them. copyright © 2015 by eloquencx {#136 in poetry • 26 april 2015}

Give me a pen and a piece of paper, and I'll pour out my thoughts, my feelings, my mind and my heart. #252 in Short Story, 6th April 15

small but big things. copyright © 2015 by eloquencx #187 in short stories - 05.04.15

Meet Kaitlynn Snow. You're ordinary geek from Westridge High. What makes her different from all the other geeks is her past with the Mr. Popular, Chase Hudson. They kept it a secret, locked in the back of their minds. Nobody knew, and nobody expected it. Back in their past, Kaitlynn had an unavoidable small crush on Chase, and she got over it, or so she thought. Although up until now, Kaitlynn always pondered over what they could've been. Little does she know she wasn't the only one thinking about it.

The Age of Dragons is over. King Aesar, Dragonlord of the kingdom of Dracariya, had been overthrown by the treacherous Lord Malekar. Dracariya lies under the shadow of the Usurper's tyrannical regime, which ruthlessly crushes rebellion. Very few oppose him. But not none. Vengelis, the fifteen-year old bandit/idealist, strives for change. Change for the better. Aided by a gang of misfits, they work in shadows to serve the light. They fight the regime to fuel a hope for peace. In the North, the last Dragonlord, Prince Vaesar and his dragon Acturis grows and trains in a distant outpost. An army of rebels serve the exiled prince, awaiting the day when they march on Dracariya. Far in the East, a dark Empire rises, built in steel and fire. And It does what all empires do: Burn and conquer. As the factions close in for a fiery confrontation, as the world dissolves into anarchy, all must choose sides, or be swept away in the deluge. The Dark Ages has begun. It shall not end bloodlessly.

And these words I have contempt flew out of me, myself. The screeching resonance around me, echoing all around me. The face I once was wore was never again For darkness impaled the light Screeching of horror as the light fades away Into the pages of bright And the ink of dark, kept on rustling Scratching Painting those words out of my head, Making truth of what I have seek What was left was a book I have once discovered.

Alexandria had just found a midnight 'game' to play with her friends on Friday night. She believes in science and logic and is thus not superstitious, her belief in 'supernatural beings' being completely nonexistent. Alas, she was wrong. Read to find out how her supposedly 'fun' ritual game turns into a nightmare. *Credits to neverlander123 for making the awesome book cover :D

"Lead us to victory, Marked One." The Queen of the Grey Kingdom bore a Violet, one so unblemished the Witch of Eeras' own power flared to life uncontrollably. Upon further inspection, it was found that the boy, Rhedall, was the prophecized Marked Violet, whose arrival warns of a forthcoming war. Separated from his family and believing himself an orphan, Rhedall dwells with the Witch, training his powers for the day he will fulfill the ancient prophecy and lead the Four Kingdoms to war -to their victory or to their fall. Rhea was born into a life of perpetual solitude. Her parents were marred by the events that took place the night of her birth. They could not look at her without seeing the ghost of their son, her twin, that had been wrenched away from their grasp. Rhea was left to fend for herself in this unforgiving world, growing bitter by day. No one cared enough to be there to stop her from tumbling into the dark chasm of hatred. With the threats of an imminent war, the Four Kingdoms will converge, and the twins will inevitably meet their other half. Will they be on opposing sides?

Who knew that Snow's grandson was a brilliant but mad scientist exiled years ago for an unforgivable crime? Henri, codenamed Hazard, is now back with a thirst for revenge. With the 26 serums he and his team created, he will recreate the Hunger Games, but with a new name. The Death Carnival. Cover design by Jayde Irwin

"And they have a name for those kind of people. People with both the blood of a regular mortal and also a Zoid. They call them Elementalists. And I'm afraid to tell you, Nathan, that you are the last Elementalist." Days after his mom's death, Nathan discovers that he is not a hundred percent human, and there was a reason why his dad disappeared when he was a baby. In fact he is of a different species, and he is the last of them. But what happens when he enters a different dimension, and is believed to be the prophesied Hero? Will he bring peace to that world, or will he become a traitor and join the dark side? And what will happen when he finds out the truth of his true identity? Join him as he learns more of this fascinating world. Is he really the Hero?