Have You Horde Of Me by BlazeyBakeneko, literature
Literature
Have You Horde Of Me
Prompt words: Belonging, Altered, Acceptance, Rewritten, Yearning Arin lived a simple modern life. He didn’t make a lot of money, but he considered himself lucky enough to be fairly comfortable. He lived in what, he thought, was a decently sized one bedroom apartment, and what felt like a cushy job. Five hours a day at a stay-at-home online data entry position. It paid the bills well enough, and it meant that, aside from trips to stores to buy necessities, he wouldn’t have to have much face to face interaction with others at all. In some ways, he was the spitting image of the stereotypical nerd. 98 pounds, skinny, short, and sporting a “neckbeard” as they were calling it these days. But in some ways, he wasn’t. Mainly that he wasn’t much of a “collector.” He thought it was interesting when other people got really into pop culture and merchandise based on it, and he spent most of his freetime on YouTube watching reviewers. But for whatever reason he couldn’t bring himself to really
Abandoned Dragon Museum by BlazeyBakeneko, literature
Literature
Abandoned Dragon Museum
Only Lida's footsteps echoed back at her as she stepped inside the museum. She coughed on the dust. "when they called this place abandoned, they weren't kidding. ... I still can't believe they left so much art here. I mean, I know they didn't have the money to stay open... but just... leaving all this here?" Lisa spoke to herself. Any security the museum once had was abandoned too. It was a wonder that squatters and vandals hadn't broken in... And there was just so much art... Sculpture of bronze, stone, colored glass, painting ranging from classical to modern, and the elaborate mosaics on the floor. But what really got her attention was the giant crystal prism right in the middle of the room. She couldn't take her eyes off it. She'd wanted to see these ignored and abandoned works of art, feeling a kinship with them. Not to steal them, but to at least let people know about them. Now though, this prism was the only work art that drew her focus. Lida walked towards the