Tag "Angst" - Works and Original stories

The fear of death. Is it even possible to describe the feeling of ending a life in the endlessness of the frozen cosmic realm? Where does this terror disappear when a divine creature filles all of our thoughts and hopes? Is it really there all of the time or not? And is it scary to die without any regrets or fears? Is the fear that formed in our mind really that terrible?

Not that the blockade, not that the diary of Alexander Romanov

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Fluff with a picnic on the edge of the forest

Once there was a sky so bright, With clouds as white as snow, But now it seems the light has gone, Leaving us all in woe.

Once upon a time, there were people in the beautiful city of Memory who were fascinated by past events from birth. In this city, every house was built from forgotten moments and memories of past residents. The streets were laid out in a mosaic of lost memories, as if every step awakened an invisible part of history. People walking along these paths seemed to be imbued with the past, remaining prisoners in their own memory.

Sasuke can't go against Naruto. For several reasons he rejects.

In a land where dreams take flight, I ventured forth, enchanted by the sight. A shimmering lake, crystal clear, Mirroring the moon in hues so sheer.

And then there's the cloud that mimics a smile, Radiating joy, and happiness worthwhile. A reminder that even in the darkest of days, There's kindness and love, that never strays.

In a magical book, a heroine did dwell, With words that caught hearts and weave a spell. She danced through chapters, a captivating sight, Drawing readers in with her enchanting light.

Once, in a distant world, in a huge flowering meadow, there lived a little bee. She was, without a doubt, the sweetest and most beautiful bee in the hive. Her wings shone like iridescent rainbow drops, and her body was covered with noble, golden fur, like a precious ring.

«I used to have a lot of small problems - moving to a new house, my mother's pregnancy, a new college... Having met Ryan Types, the most popular guy in college, I fell hopelessly in love and tasted his lifestyle. Now there is only one problem - my drug addiction. And either I can defeat it, or it will kill me.» Marianne gets involved in a dangerous relationship, trying to save a person from falling to the bottom. But is it possible to help someone who doesn't want to be saved?

Kenny falls silent one day and Cartman screams about how he doesn't like silence. His ribs are covered in soot, he pulls his teeth out, black with grime and wants to rip out his own heart to free up some space.

Rootspring's thoughts after Bristlefrost's death

Light and darkness are by no means very similar concepts in their meaning. Those who seem like a ray of light in a foggy day may turn out to be your worst enemies. And the one who initially causes distrust and fears will eventually give a helping hand at a crucial moment. The main thing is to learn to see the difference between them...

Soviet on-screen VID, transferred to the Brooklyn realities of the 50s, with a light powder flair.

The story of little Takemichi and "Bonten".

Was I supposed to bring the truth or bring the lie? Was I supposed to live like human or was I supposed to die?

A collection of drabbles on the TV series "Teen Wolf".

I've tried so hard before, and I can't get my trial account back