CHAPTER 15
Voldemort slowly awoke from a long, restful sleep. He found himself lying within the sheets of an old dusty bed in the church’s rectory. He still wore the clothes he had on yesterday with his shoes lying untied and neatly together at the foot of his bed. Rubbing the sleep from his...
CHAPTER 14
“Derivative.”
“Who’s that?”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“What did you say?”
“Derivative.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Well that’s the whole point, that’s the joke. It’s supposed to be derivative.”
“Is it still funny? Was it ever?”
“It’s still fun for me.”
“Does that matter?”...
CHAPTER 13
The time arrived for Ronald Bilius Weasely to begin his luncheon. He entered the strangely small sterile white hall. In the center, a single foldable table sat. Ronald collected his gruel at the gruel procession. Each day he ate the same gruel of some unknown grain boiled to a gray...
CHAPTER 12
Harry Potter returned to his abode, a sprawling labyrinth of underground caverns. Harry’s apes went berserk as their master arrived. In the few days without him the beasts starved. Harry approached the beasts, stroking their oily hide as they gathered around to nuzzle him.
"Hush...
In legends of old, of times before mine
I've heard tale of what lies within dead threads,
Not of poetry, writ for the divine
But for mortal men and their mortal breads.
An immortal symbol, baked of mere grain.
They sang of peace and land; sang of conquest.
They wept bitter tears; their songs...
CHAPTER 11
The figure cloaked in black that sat before the organ suddenly stopped playing. Voldemort froze in terror. In the absence of the music, the stillness of the decrepit church appeared eerie.
“It seems the time has come at last.” The thing spoke in a low, guttural growl, animalistic...
This is pretty good! Its a little difficult to give feedback on it considering its incomplete, but I'll try with what you've got. One thing to watch out for is passive voice, it's something that's easy to fix and imo usually does a lot for the flow. To use an example from your composition, it's...
CHAPTER 9
As morning broke, Voldemort left his home to meet with Harry at the local Starbucks. Voldemort frequented the place, he enjoyed corporate establishments and quite disliked the owner of the mom & pop coffee place down the road. He considered every half-caff soy latte as one step closer...
CHAPTER 1
And so Voldemort entered the room and spoke to himself in the most gentle and soft of voices.
"I wish, I wish, upon a fish- that I could kill that Harry Potter.
If that orphan boy I failed to slay
Could cease to live another day,
My dick would grown just a little hotter."
And...
Mr. William Little thought himself one of the more prosperous men in the city. The window of his office overlooked the scaffolds and cranes that surrounded the building of his design. He often looked at the tower with pride, watching as it grew taller with each day that passed. Some days he did...
Book One
Melvin, Meet Universe
In the beginning, only the abyss existed. On the first day, He created the vastness of the universe and all the stars and galaxies that filled it. On the second, He created the laws to which all must abide. On the third, He created the seeds of life and on the...