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you helped me rediscover myself when you left.

two years have passed since then I’ve discovered myself again and again and all the versions I’ve been have admired the pain I was in and none of them blamed neither you or I— though lamenting the theft of a proper goodbye— but gratitude you deserve none. the growth only started when you were long gone.

#let's just pretend poetry isn't the only thing i've been writing lately (but it totally is) #marewrites #poetry #mypoetry #poets of tumblr #writeblr

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I don’t know why I can’t be alone with myself. Everything reverberates like thunder in my ears. The quiet is deafening. I cannot hear my own thoughts. I see faces where none should appear, hear voices where silence reigns, but when I look up, I’m the only one in the room, not a soul in sight, and the world goes still beyond my windowsill. Unmoving clouds in a sky of smoke, unshakable branches of ash trees in the wind. I am left alone on earth, a sole star in the universe when all else has left this world, my light flickering like a flame in the winter breeze. Flickering, flickering, fading. Dying. I am trembling with fear and remorse. My veins crumble ‘neath the touch of my fingers and blood spills over the edge of my seat. My cry is swallowed by solitude and the universe closing in on me. There is no hope where no bearers remain.

#marewrites #my writing #not sure what this is really

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I hit 2k followers a while back and I'm not the type to celebrate milestones but I wanna share my appreciation, so!! have a poem. image ID under the cut

[screenshot of a poem saying: "I am trapped forever / in the cage that is the earth. / in time and space I build my dwelling, / and in my soul I find a home— / untruth may tumble / from my deathless lips; / never to be learned, / never to be kissed." it's followed by a dedication written in cursive: "dedicated to the undying / and every lost soul who feels life to be endless."]

#marewrites #this is a Follower Appreciation Post #i know i shitpost a lot #but thanks for sticking around #and to all the nice people i met on here #i love you all #i know this isn't the most cheerful poem? but i like it #i just feel this so intensely right now #felt trapped between the years 20 and 21 when i wrote it #so #here's to me rambling in the tags again!! #my writing #my poetry #poem #follower celebration #2k milestone #poetry

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My identity appeared intangible, faded as it was after years. Sooner or later Wren would learn that the person she’d befriended was a phantom at best.

#enjoy this quote #from ashen embers p. 117 #where miyo has an existential crisis #little does he know wren didn't just befriend a phantom #she'll grow to love one too #ALSO #this is like #one of very few meaningful lines in this wip #like i love the book but let's be honest the writing is pretty meh #but i love this scene #marewrites #my writing #oc: miyo #wip: ashen embers

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"I had no magic to lull me to sleep at night."

#sorry this line is haunting me #wrote it in a frenzy today #can't get it out of my head #idk how much sense it makes without context?? if anyone's interested i'd be happy to provide it #other than that i'm hoping posting this will give me some PEACE because i need to sleep #and not think about the sleepless nights my poor character is having #marewrites #wip: ashen embers #oc: wren #i actually feel sorry for her #so defenceless #my writing

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Find the Word Tag

thank you for tagging me!! @writingbyjillian

my words were: scream, soul, bright and cry. I took these excerpts from shaeva

scream

The cold pierced into my skin with every step like needles of ice, and the snow under my seemingly bare feet resembled a blanket of razor-sharp crystals enfolding me, robbing me of my senses. The winter numbed me, bit me with whetted teeth at the same time, until every cell of my body screamed in agony.

soul

These spirits, their cherry blossom forests, and the golden rivers were believed to be the only sources of magic in Shaéva. But Ymera was a lie. A fabrication of ancient legends. She was no goddess. If she truly did not exist, I had nothing to fear from the lost souls of these woods.

bright (I don’t have this one oops)

cry

Mavlen’s timorous countenance dropped at once. She raised her chin in defiance while the silk pouch disappeared behind her back, and I didn’t need to see her face to perceive the fire raging in her eyes. “For whom, if not for me?” she asked. “For you, for the spirits? For Ymera? Go on, cry for her. Tell her a foul, depraved girl stole the sacred cherries you guard all day long, or take my soul as retribution for my empty stomach.”

I’m tagging @thewritingace @zmlorenz @pens-swords-stuff @rhikasa, and anyone else who’d like to do it. your words are fire, crack, tingle and calm!!

#tag games #find the word tag #marewrites #my writing #wip: shaeva #writingbyjillian

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Last Line Tag

thank you for the tag!! @writingamongthecoloredroses

A chuckle resonated in my head like a strange echo, and the light of the stellar trio resembled the swell of an ocean in time to their words. That is the price you had to pay. But rest assured, Salaya: the answer will present itself.

I snorted. Such an ominous prophecy was hardly any help at all. “Well, great. Thank you very much.”

#so this is from my shaeva wip #and it's the first time salaya's talking to the stars #i can't really. say anything else because spoilers #which is also why this isn't exactly my last line #the actual last line would be much more spoiler-y #but #it's from the last CHAPTER i wrote #i realise no one really knows what the hell this wip is about because all i ever say about it is so VAGUE #but i haven't had the time to figure out what i can say without giving it all away #and i haven't made any intro posts or wip pages #which is really due to my laziness skdjksjf #marewrites #last line tag #writingamongthecoloredroses #wip: shaeva

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👀 for the WIP thing

thanks for the ask, anna!! this one's part of a fight scene in ashen embers

Everything started crackling. My pulse went through the roof; it made my hair stand on end. The air was nearly bursting with electricity, charged like shortly before a storm, and nets of electric wires seemed to spread between us, cast by an invisible force.

My thoughts turned to mist, yet I recognised the feeling straightaway. My body took over as I relinquished control. I dodged my opponent and parried off a blow across my shoulder before sliding to Miyo's side. The real Michoel had already reached him, and his eyes blazed like burning coal. I didn't think. I grabbed Miyo's shoulder, shook him with all my might as though disrupting a dream – and everything happened in one fell swoop. The threads dissolved, their net broke asunder. It crumbled to a pile of ash. I could almost feel it running through my fingers.

#asks #wip: ashen embers #marewrites #my writing #thesnowflakeemporium

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Last Line Tag

thank you for tagging me!! @zmlorenz

this is the last line of a (yet to be finished) german short story called Mitternachtstänze. didn’t bother to find a proper english title but I translated the excerpt at least

All of a sudden, he was standing in front of me, the tips of his shoes nearly brushing against mine. “I’m so terribly sorry, Satu,” Leven murmured. He lifted an arm as though wanting to hug or touch me, but then he hesitated, paused, and dropped his hand without a sound. “When I heard what’d happened... I should have been there for you. I owed you that much.”

I closed my eyes to his pitiful gaze. Silence reigned in the forest before he spoke again, his words barely a whisper. “Can you forgive me?”

I’m tagging randomly so feel free to ignore (but if you want to do it, tag me!!) @ellatholmes @writingamongthecoloredroses @ryns-ramblings 

#ahhh this short story #don't touch me i'm emotional #satu and leven are >>>>>>>>>>> #the softest #one of the best short stories i've ever written content-wise #the writing maybe not so much but the story itself??? push a knife into my heart and carve it right out #satu's trauma and mental illness manifest in real world creatures in this one #and it's just #i #cannot #get over it #this started out as a novel a few years back but then i decided to make it a novella which also didn't work out #because i have the attention span of a fly #so it ended up a short story instead #which is the best choice i've ever made #this was meant to be a short story from the start #marewrites #last line tag #tag game #short story #my writing

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Heads Up Seven Up Tag

I was tagged by @zmlorenz (a little while ago) thank you!!

so this is from the Book of Veitau Part I, a short compilation of myths from Veitaunese mythology (which is what the people from my wip Of Time and Wonders used to believe in)

In the everlasting darkness amid the flickering stars, there were two lost lovers yearning to unite. One was Nua, the Goddess of Night and Afterlife, of everything that surrounded them at the time, of that which could not be seen, that which could not be known, that which would never come to light. Then there was Yume, Goddess of Today, who was everything Nua was not: the present, the here and now and every slipping moment, a single breath of life and light, who did not remember, did not learn, but simply knew. It was engraved on their skins, hearts, and bones that they were different to the core.

Yume embodied the joyful disc florets in the magnificent constellation of the Sunflower. Nua, on the other hand, appeared as the brightest star of a bewitching flute; its plaintive sound was said to be dulcet and lilting and mellow, sweet and soft as the half-light. 

I’m tagging @josephinegerardywriter @timefire25 and @writerfae but as always, no pressure!!

#i love this wip not gonna lie #the mythology is just #wonderful #and writing it was so much fun #can't wait to write part ii #although that might take a WHILE #considering i have some other wips that i'd like to finish first #but i'm kind of in a hole #can't seem to get writing #anyway #nua and yume are THE star-crossed lovers of the millennium #two cuties #marewrites #tag game #heads up seven up #zmlorenz #wip: book of veitau #wip: of time and wonders

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👀 and ❄ (unless its too much)

no not at all, thank you for the ask!!! i’m answering these for ashen embers because my love for that wip is undying

👀 - an excerpt from my wip

I considered the beautifully curved letters on its leather binding. It was worn at the edges like old cardboard, and dust had stained the fading title. “The same.” Then I looked up, directly into her face, which she’d already turned away from me. Intently waiting for my response, she examined the stone wall to our left. In the gentle ray of daylight falling through the window, her hair appeared almost silken, and the dark of her eyes sparkled. It nearly took my breath away how beautiful she was.

“Although… there are certain things I would like to know.”

❄️ - toughest aspect of my wip

giving minor characters time to develop into real human beings on the page rather than just in my mind while ALSO making it exceptionally clear how both miyo and wren hardly notice anything but each other. it’s like. miyo only has eyes for the girl next to him but he has to bond with adrian so i’m like??? could you please focus for just a second and be hopelessly in love later????

learn more about my wip!

#asks #underwoodinc #wip: ashen embers #marewrites #my writing

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👀 and 🦀? :D - reininginthefirewriting

oooh thank you!! @reininginthefirewriting i have so many scenes to share from ashen embers i can hardly decide... gonna pick two that are like a page apart from each other (and Very dramatic)

👀 - an excert from my wip

I pressed my lips together as I stomped towards him and tore the necklace from his fingers. Sunlight hit my skin, warm and tender, and Miyo practically recoiled in horror. "Wha–" he began, but the words got stuck in his throat. He stared at my hand aghast, at my entire body standing unscathed before him. The light did not hurt me nor sear my skin. I, however, was seething.

"Who do you think you are?" I snapped, holding the necklace to his face. "What was that? Some power game? I won't let myself be treated that way."

"Wren," he stammered, "the light–"

"The light can bite me!" I was trembling with fury, so much that I couldn't be bothered by what he thought. What he knew. By the fact I had just smacked my secret onto the table, open for him to see, had practically slapped it into his face.

🦀 - a favourite piece of dialogue

Miyo froze. A mere statue of himself, he explored the depths of my soul with his eyes. "You're human," he breathed.

The silence that followed could have shattered bones.

learn more about my wip!

#asks #marewrites #my writing #wip: ashen embers #with-a-little-bit-of-light

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Last Line Tag

thank you for tagging me!! @bexminx haven't done one of these in a while so here goes. this is from my wip 'the dead prince' (see, we're already using that title hehe) originally written in german!

"The murderer has never been caught." The words passed his lips surprisingly easily. He'd been repeating them in his head over and over like a mantra, incessantly, hoping they'd put an end to his agony. Hoping he'd be able to put it behind and start a new life in Mahlyn.

But the dread had followed him here, and now it clung to him like a leech. Sucked the life out of him until there was nothing left but an empty shell of the man he'd once been.

admittedly that's more than one line but we're not fussy here. i'm tagging uhhhh @theforgottencoolkid @katabasiss @persona-pax @aurumni-writes @raevenlywrites @underwoodinc @tigerwing-writing but no pressure :))

#last line tag #tag games #marewrites #my writing #wip: the dead prince

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every now and then I look up at the stars

and they ask me again can you watch over mars? can you keep him safe? hold on to his light? we know you are brave and warded at night.

despite their endeavour as my strength starts trembling I am urged to never, ever, stop rememb’ring how alluring and vast they are unlike me an insignificant past yet momentous to be.

and I embrace the truth the way it is given for we savour our youth but when it is riven.

— 3rd January 2020

#inspired by a new wip idea i had #it's not really about the wip though tbh #i never post my poetry #but this time #i just had to #marewrites #poetry #my writing #this is so random. sorry

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oh, how ineffably sweet

it is to make you laugh!

but an even sweeter treat it be

if now and ever complete i see

how wonderful, how perfectly right

when she who laughs to my delight

is me

#i wrote a little something #notice how you can't read this aloud without smiling ;) #marewrites #my writing #poetry #this was written in the middle of the night so i'm putting it in my queue #yes it's my queue again

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daffodils the colour of the sun swaying in the winter breeze i leave the porch, step onto the grass listen to the silvery hum of frigid windy days like these.

firm as a tree, old as the hills roots digging deep as my sorrow it stills i long at length for the fierce cold to grip all that is left off my numb tongue to slip.

#marewrites #my writing #poetry #poem #felt like posting this on here