I have seen many people writing stories on EMC recently, so I thought I would make a thread for posting stories (and poetry, too). I don't want this to just be a thread where stories are just posted, but a thread where criticism can be given and received. I just ask that you do not simply post that you do or don't like something, but that you give reasons for your opinions; I do this in hope that we can all learn from this thread. I also ask that you put your stories in spoilers, so people don't have to scroll through walls o' text. Edit: One more thing, don't steal other people's work.I guess I will start. Here is something I wrote a while back (I will try to write something new in the next couple of days): I awake. I am in a field. I watch as a raven flies overhead. I watch until the ominous sign slowly flies out of sight. I begin to look for others, but I find only shadows. And so in the emptiness I sit, until dreams become reality and reality becomes dreams. The answer finally comes: the maiden with black hair appears. I do not know if she is an angel or Death incarnate, and I do not care. I begin to follow the muse, although I am not sure why. As we cross a creek, I turn to watch butterflies flying by. As I turn back she is gone, and soon her name escapes me. The sound of rage and discord rips through the air. The sound of waves hitting the beach over and over again in Db minor feels my head and the world. The wind begins to blow harder. I hear two planets collide. The sound of nothing grows until darkness takes me.I awake. I sit between two pillars, old and timeless. I see the moon overhead illuminating everything in it's pale light. A mass of beetles crawl around me. I run into old, autumnal woods to escape the beetles. All is calm in these woods which I now sit. A raven flies overhead and I follow. It flies so quickly. My body feels as though it will rip from existence because of the exertion. It leads me to a sepulchre and dies in front of it. I pick up the corpse and watch it disappear into the quantum plane. I approach the sepulchre; it appears to be the center of the woods. The door has been ripped form the hinges, so I enter it and swim through the air until the moon takes me.I awake. And I see everything.