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skyriia · 8 months
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(i would like to put a tw, this ones kind of dark, with death and identity theft with poem gore)
though dust
though rain
though blood and pain
with rotting veins
take the place, face
of the one who was once a friend
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skyriia · 8 months
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Little one
The brittle son
The failure born;
Form the saviour, gone
Dripped in blood
stripped of glory
never enough
never enough
who said you chould take her place
your wanting so much
non of it will come
im sorry to the son
you really weren't made for this
you should have known, your nothing special
of course someone else can take your place...
"I'm worried about you eiruan, your not like your mother, you're not a hero"
man, now i wanna make a "finally" with all three working together and being gay but i can't figure out which to ship D:
2/3 done, PS please check out the other two
the follow up to little warrior and two other poems fit together to tell a story (kind of)
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skyriia · 8 months
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little alive one
Little warrior
Oh, how you grew
You're a fighter
Your a fighter
Your life burns brighter
Blood of land
Your spear in hand
Of fear, of fear
Can't clear the pain;
Once set aflame
Burning memories
Your wanting so much
You never see;
All that you have
You still survived
But after all, little fighter
Thats to hard to see
(I have given up on drawing, the art block is too powerful)
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a follow up to little warrior (becouse why not, ✨️ideas✨️)
and the follow up and two other poems fit together to tell a story (kind of)
part 1/3 please check out the other parts :D
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skyriia · 8 months
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The little soldier
are you older?
true your stronger
who cares less, than you
do you even care at all?
the blood you spiled
the ones you killed
you saved us all
or did you
you dont want this
your given so much more
why are you sad;
little boy?
you need to fight
thats all your good at
why are you holding back?
You where given the role as heir, you didnt even need to fight
you replaced her son, and your not even thankful
3/3 done, PS please check out the other two the follow up to little warrior and two other poems fit together to tell a story (kind of)
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skyriia · 8 months
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Hii, so my name's skyria (sometimes written as skyriia)
I'm fine with any masc/neutral pronounces, (though preferer he/him 💙🩷🤍🩷💙)
of course, any discrimination is not welcome here
enough about me, shall we begin?
Genre - high fantasy, set in the beginning of time
Audience - those who love gore, angst, lore, world building, like a lot of world building :D
warning - some story's can have heavy angst, gore and violence, death and trauma
if those fascinate you, i think you might like my world
So, shall we begin?
Once… the beginning was filled with peaceful nightmares. five creatures of chaos roamed the land. With death's bite, and touch. They were once much like us, as well as the early day homosapien. The ethaira or enruath, also known as the nightmare wolf, was the most successful. Along with four others, that will be reveled in time, together they once ruled the land.
sincerely;
thank you for reading, i do hope you like my world :D
- skyria <3
skyria_ - YouTube
skyriia the second - YouTube
@skyrias_art • Instagram photos and videos
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skyriia · 8 months
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little warrior
(tw, death, fire, people burning) Little fighter Little boy A spear in hand Aren't you to young; To see the world aflame
The night brighter No more joy Blood poured in burns You shouldn't see this; boy Oh so strong Mentally your gone What is like kid; to burn?
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skyriia · 8 months
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✨️belloxis✨️
(Speices i made)
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skyriia · 8 months
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dear child of the stars
You, the child of the stars
My little asterism
A ruler of reaith;
My dear you're so young
With midnight skin
Stars in your eyes
My dear child of the stars
My little asterism
Playing among the kids
You are who you are.
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skyriia · 8 months
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the night was bleeding into the blood splatted heavens. into the ground. a pit of slaughter, an uncountable number, so many dead laying there. an eye left and right, an organ, a hand. dismembered body parts lay in the gore. and he lay there holding onto his chest. unable to look her in the eyes. anything was better. anything but her eyes and the bloody remains.
"you didn't think would save you?" she mutters. her voice weak. nothing compared to what you would expect of someone so powerful. he can flinch. covering his mouth. unable to whisper a response. if she loved him, she would have helped him already. saving him and his sister when she died, she was there, wasn't she. or an old friend he just couldn't let go. he also died, he had to go though that alone as well.
"I- i didn't you would care..." he finally let out.
"Elmer..." she places her face onto his bleeding chest. "of course, I care. I've always cared."
but he just looks down. watching the blood seep form his chest, not wanting to look at her. even if the last thing he'll see is nothing but his own blood.
but Elmer won't die, at least he doesn't think so.
...
"my love, im going to save you."
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"You didn't think I would save you?"
"I didn't think you would care."
"Of course I care. I've always cared."
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skyriia · 8 months
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some of my favorites are: -i once had an idea for a charter, a genius with some bad mental health issues, and a partner. the mental health issues turn the charter to drinking, only once they became an acholic did they resile the only real deep conversation they can have with their partner are while drunk, there too smart, the partner can't understand, and there to closed off to tell anything. - a superhero/villain, who is one and the same person, playing both roles in diffent costumes acting as if they were two different people - two morally grey characters. one a closest transgender man (likes men) the other a closeted gay, each are using each other, nether is aware of what's going on, both end up cheating on each other with themselves online - a master manipulator who isn't evil fighting a more manipulative evil guy - a story would be if it was like, 3 kids/teenagers all extremely close, all with mental health issues, 2 worse than the 3d, the 2 make a sort of suicide pact, and end up attempting together, one dies the other survives, leaveing the alive on with survivor's guilt, and being blamed by the mentally best person, who just found out there two best friends went behind there back and did that, and there are the left out one, and could have helped
Everyone has those ideas that never make it to the paper. Either they just won't fit with your current story, the character doesn't have a world, the world doesn't have a character... But we love them anyways.
Use this as a way to share your love for that scrapped scene, cut character, lost plot point - or even for a story that never made it off the drawing board!
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skyriia · 8 months
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In the smoke of the bonfire
Though the mist and flaming glow
Though the blood stained ground
And cracking flames,
witch the smoke only seems to radiaide off
Though the thick of the ashes
Burning skies and screams
The young one wonders to the noise
Black ink and spit, a spider takes their host
Black blood and many eyes glow
Doing nothing but looking at the young one this is mostly just a bad scrap, lmao
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skyriia · 9 months
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Life
(Ps you still gotta kiss me dude)
@eminwood
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