The Expanse
An empty shell
A dried up well
Waiting for one
To bring the sun
An vast abyss
An unwritten list
What one leaves behind
What one lives inside
The expanse
The untapped
The unlatched
The compartmentalized
The unhypothesized
The unthought
The untouched
The unlived
The unloved
The expanse
The human mind
One who fills it
Is one of a kind.
The Unfortunates
People search their entire lives for answers. Answers to absurd and endless questions, such as the meaning of life. Or why bad things happen to good people. These characters found those answers in just one day. One bad, haunting day. I present The Unfortunate.
Lyriel, 19. He lives in a gauche, gothic house in Los Angeles. A house owned by his grandparents and ancestors, and one he hasn't left yet.
He wonders why this place is so haunting, and why every second he wonders what is going on behind him, across from him; the quiet noises that can seem to be thousands of decibels at night, while he sleeps.
But, nothing has happe
Hellcat
CANDY SHOP, EXT, DAY
Birds-eye-view shot
Suze- a gittery nineteen year old is walking around and outdoor candy store. There are, interestingly, several bandages around the same spot on her arm. She walks away with a bag full of candy.
Cut to-
Suze in her hotel. She's almost pothetic, sitting there, shooting up. With a sniffle, she leans back, high as a kite. She opens her hands with gittery hands and begins to eat. She stops, seeing someone in front of her and holding a gun at them, wide eyed and afraid. We don't see the person she's aiming at.
DRAGON KIM
Well hello there!
A gun goes off, fade to black.
credits
DRAGON KIM'S
Deep Six'ed
Chapter One
SIX FEET UNDER
I am a true prisoner to memories. Bad or good, any and everything I've done or gone through, I remember. Sitting six feet under in a coffin helps. It was all I had to think about. All that I had in my head to keep me from going insane in there. A few years of pictures depicting your life flashing in your head holds you prisoner.
Me being in that coffin six feet under was my fault entirely. It was a stupid move, but not one I did not outlive. The hint I will give you is my true age. One hundred seventeen.
I did not want my immortality to be known. I did not want the secrets of my survival to be sprea