Young Writers Society

[pre] Nocte


A secret friendship that holds the truth. Every look is every chance to grab the words. The smile is the feel of one’s touch. And the breathe of sadness he want to take away. Tonight the sun is gone and the moon will rule. A moment they grabbed; uncertain of what will they do. The lips of the liar one and the devil met. And from that did speak nothing. And morning followed. They have done it again. But now it’s certainly different. The cold wind and the vague sky tell that a rain is coming and it does. While she loosens her self and she started to cry. She knows the man back home wait for her come back and slowly dying within. The devil and his love for her. Their lie. His love. But the hardest thing is in her shoulders. Who will she chose? What will she chose? A friendship that wants to survive. A promise that was wrecked. A love between them.
“The light from the moon is like their love, never it ill be to anyone for It’s just been borrowed to someone else heart.”[/pre]

This isn't really a story. This is more like an abstract introduction to something that might possibly be a story, if you squint a little.

Flesh it out a little more?

..uhm the last line tells what happen in the end..
"The light from the moon is like their love, never it ill be to anyone for just
been borrowed to someone else heart."

and the whole story is short..
but maybe your right..
thanks for the comment..i'll try what you have said maybe other times..

..i appreciate it ..