autumn,s

Abandoned at Sea, by stiann

Here you can see the abandoned fishing village of Utvær, the most western settlement in all of Norway. Once a buzzling community of 250 people, this remote fishing village now lays deserted on an island out in the Atlantic ocean, far from the Norwegian mainland. I went out by boat and spent a day just walking around and didn’t see another soul. You do need a sturdy boat to get you across open ocean and all the way out there. Thanks for stopping by, any feedback appreciated!

THE AUTUMNAL EQUINOX (秋分)

“She’s in pain because she’s different. It hurts to be different.” –Anahita (The Autumnal Equinox)

Lily Rein. She’s a big girl but she’s 15. She believes colors are the most beautiful things in the world. She also believes humans are trash (teeheeheee sorry guys *sweating*).

Lily shares the same birthday as dear shoutuckerwasadick–June 17. Since my PC died on me, I missed a lot of character birthdays. Sorry dear. *hugs*

I’ve started a Birthday Project, in which I will draw characters of my stories (especially The Autumnal Equinox) + my favorite manga/books (Eren,Haise,Itachi, etc etc etc.) on their birthdays.

~Aty


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Autumn was sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed, running her fingers over the page of a book to read the Braille that was written on it. She had invited Peggy over since her roommate was gone for the next few days, but she didn’t really feel the need to entertain her as much as with any of her other friends because they were already pretty close. She knew that Peggy was on her roommate’s bed reading a different book, but which one she wasn’t very sure of.

“Do you want to do something?” she asked, closing the book with her finger between the pages so she wouldn’t lose her spot. They had been in there most of the morning and, even though Autumn’s favorite thing to do was read, she knew that it probably wouldn’t be best to sit in there with her book all day.

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| Prom?? | A & N

Here she was, another year come and gone, but this one was different. This was her last year. And everyone knew what that meant. Prom. The only thing that made it all more dreadful was the fact that her only friend had already graduated. But she wasn’t going to let that stop her. She marched right to his place, and knocked on the door a couple of times before walking in. “Noah, I have something I wanna ask you.” She called out, balling her hands into fists to keep her nerves down. “Will you go to my prom with me?” She asked, eyes closed, afraid of his reaction. treasxreplanet

after Abuelita

Javiercito, you’re leaving me tomorrow
when our tortilla-and-milk breaths will whisper
te amo. When I’ll pray the sun won’t devour
your northbound steps. I’m giving you this conch
swallowed with this delta’s waves
and the sound of sand absorbing.

Hold it to your ear. I’m tired
of my children leaving. My love for you shatters windows
with birds. Javiercito, let your shadow return,
alone, or with sons, but soon. Call me mamá,
not Abuelita. All my children learned the names of seasons
from songs. Tonight, leaves fall.

There’s no autumn here. When you mist
into tomorrow’s dawns, at the shore
of somewhere, listen to this conch.
Don’t lose me.

—  The Shatter of Birds by Salvadoran poet Javier Zamora