torch

March 18th, 2012 | 225 Entries

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225 Entries for “torch”

  1. The torch was lit and all around us the horror was reviled. The dead bodies piled on top of eachother. Such a mess. All these live just lost within seconds. It really is a tragity.

    Becca
  2. I was walking through the tunnel, everything was so dark and cold. I had nothing else to guide me but my hands against the wall of dirt. I then kicked something and it felt like a stick. It was a torch

    Anais
  3. I held it above my head
    It burnt my hair
    But the glory over-rode the burn
    It was a flame of no ends
    It left blisters behind my ears
    I fell in love with the pain
    And it was there to stay.

    Tarrah
  4. There you stood, silhouetted alone against the angry red sky, a break in the treeless landscape. The wind swirled clouds of the torched earth, fingers of dirt clawing against your stinging eyes and lining your lungs in a fine, sandy powder. You waited patiently until the sun was obscured by a malevolent haze of the air-borne ground, watched until waterless thunderheads of displaced soil towered over you, over the house, over your panicked, corpse-like cattle, over everything you had known.
    You saw the very earth you had cultivated, had cared for–and now abused–rise up from beneath your bare feet join the sky in a mighty display of Nature’s defiance.
    And there was no doubt in your mind that this time, Her intent was to kill.

  5. the torches burned red
    the flames were starting to flicker
    waver
    falter
    we were almost there
    the air
    was getting thinner
    at the middle of the pyramid

    Hanna
  6. Torch in hand she attempted to shed some light. Because no one likes the dark. No one likes to be surrounded by the unknown. So she lit her torch. In hopes of everything becoming obvious again.

  7. Fire has been around for longer than anyone realizes.
    Fire was in the begining
    and fire will be the end.
    No one know when and no one knows how.

    So when the end comes,
    Carry your Torch with pride

    Jamie Leigh
  8. I, hold the torch in my hand. It’s all up to me. I control the future, I lead those down the path I chose. I am finally doing it on my own. I need the advice of no one to be happy.

  9. a dark cave with a single lit torch, shining through.
    they walk along narrow passages and steep falls till they see the door they have waited for. The one that will lead them to truth. they open it and see there is nothing there. to come all this way for nothing…

    leah
  10. Zas clutched his chest. The pain was getting worse, and the ache in his body was throbbing like loud music preventing his thoughts from flowing. He knelt, letting out a pathetic whimper. “Why, why does it have to hurt?” He muttered to the empty tunnel. Behind him, there was a cough. “Because love sucks, dude.” Zas gave a barking laugh and rolled off his legs to sit onto the floor, glancing over his shoulder with a pout. “Make it go away.” The flame haired god laughed and slapped his friend on the shoulder. “Nah dude. That’s not my department. Insanity could probably do something for that, besides Chaos is what drives love more than any other force. Why do you think people always fall in love with those who don’t reciprocate? It’s just chaotic bro, no rhyme or reason.” He grinned, bright eyes flashing. He laughed louder as Zas growled and turned away again, folding his arms in a childish pout. Cahg whistled a tune for a moment, ending it with the sung words “Stupid cupid, stop picking on me.”

  11. The 4th of July at my cabin on the river or the torches we used to light around the hot tub in the winter. Either way, it made that setting so much better and calmer. Oh how i am become a pyromaniac.

  12. We once had a motivational speaker who came to our school and regaled a tale from his younger days about a blunt in a car. He was sitting in the backseat of a friend’s car, feeling pleasantly awkward and snug between two females of the friendly variety that he didn’t know. Up front, in the passenger seat, a boy held a joint between his index finger and thumb, waving it over his shoulder toward our motivational speaker and said, “Want some?”

    At this point, our storyteller pauses as if in deep thought and stares at the tiled floor of our make-shift classroom.

    “You guys know what this was all about, you know? You puff and then you–” Here he pauses again for emphasis, but we mistake it for a chance for us to fill in the blank.

    “Pass it!” We reply as one. It seems he was only trying to pass on a torch of knowlege learnt from experience, but all we’ve really recieved is a basic understanding of how two blunt-heads share their scores.

  13. We once had a motivational speaker who came to our school and regaled a tale from his younger days about a blunt in a car. He was sitting in the backseat of a friend’s car, feeling pleasantly awkward and snug between two females of the friendly variety that he didn’t know. Up front, in the passenger seat, a boy held a joint between his index finger and thumb, waving it over his shoulder toward our motivational speaker and said, “Want some?”

    At this point, our storyteller pauses as if in deep thought and stares at the tiled floor of our make-shift classroom.

    “You guys know what this was all about, you know? You puff and then you–” Here he pauses again for emphasis, but we mistake it for a chance for us to fill in the blank.

    “Pass it!” We reply as one. It seems he was only trying to pass on a torch of knowlege learnt from experience, but all we’ve really recieved is a basic understanding of how to blunt-heads share their scores.

  14. a portable light that you can use anywhere. We use torches when we go out camping and there are some games you can play that involve torches.

  15. I have already written about this word. I think you should have more than 1 word a day. A torch is a light which is very handy because you can carry it around and stuff. Torches usually run on batteries. That is all.

  16. torches are great. They provide light without using power, his is great for usage in storms when there are power outages. Torches are great for many things!

  17. a torch is a light that is potable source of light that runs on batterys some are water proof

  18. A torch creates light. It lets you see things in the dark. Good to use when you go camping. Fun to play with. Can be all different shapes and sizes. light source.

    Sarah
  19. torches are battery powered. they come in hundreds of different shapes, sizes and colours. torches are very useful in the dark.

    chelsea
  20. Torches are something that provides light. It is very useful when the power or electricity goes out. Lot’s of houses have torches, but it is us-less if you have no batteries. It is fun to make shadows out of like dogs and cats. Meow Meow. Hehe.

    Danisha Wheeler
  21. Fun to play with
    Good for when in a storm
    People have like o

    Benny smith
  22. The torch was burning ever so furiously in his heart. It was starting to melt the frigid area and starting to make the place different like as if it was spring time. wtf
    The End

  23. A torch ay be one of two things, depending on what country you’re in: it may be fire on a stick, or it may ust be a flashlight. And although it is true that light is safer when contained and not producing sparks, one cannot deny how badass one feel when sporting a flaming torch.

    Mikyla Hindson
  24. It is dark and hot the torch burns bright and they keep it away fro their bodies so the flame doesn’t make their already sweaty skin more putrid smelling.

    Emily
  25. They were bright in the nighttime sky. Lit up, signaling some kind of danger.
    The danger awaits.
    Yet, no one moved.
    They only became brighter, and nearer.
    Yet, everyone stood still.
    When, suddenly………they went out.
    Gone.
    Away.

    Olivia
  26. Snuffed out like a torch, so you are to me as I almost became to all. If you ever think to come back, I’ll be willing to at least listen and try to forgive. Just be willing to listen to people when they have a noose on their neck or the taste of a greasy gun barrel on their tongue. They might not be around if you don’t.

  27. Its like love. It can hurt or lead the way. You either need it or never recieve it. Why do we all want it i dont know. Its like a stab in the heart when you find the one that means the world to you and you dont know what you mean to them. If only they eould lot up so you could see.

    Alyssa
  28. hold your torches to my chest, sweet genie. trace your fingers along my ribs, burn my bones into a black xylophone, and send my skin into the air as flakes of ash, let me ignite, let me kindle, for i am witch, i am woman.

    MJ
  29. I took a breath. It felt hot. Thick with the intense scents of explosions. Despite the relentless pain, I turned my head. The fright was justified. I heard a torch rip through the air then saw a million beautiful sparks soaring at my face. Then nothing. She had found me.

  30. The light from her torch flickered against the cavern wall. It was all she had left, that light. Everyone was gone. Her last hope, her last, flickering, hope. About to go out.

    Erin Nunes
  31. Torches guide the path, the path that travels around the world. Illuminating shadows that otherwise would never have been discovered. Smoke billowing into the air. A glow within my heart kindled by the flames clutched in my hand, encompassed in a torch.

  32. The torch in my hand was my only source of light while i carefully made my way through a hidden passage i found in my room. you see, i just moved into this new house, and while exploring and decorating, i stumbled apon this hidden passage so i grabbed a torch from my room and made my way through to find that it led to an enormous closet!

  33. light, dark, beacon, camping, sight, batteries, room, flame, switch, blackout, power, house, scared, lost, toa

    brooke
  34. The flame touched my skin, gently peeling back what was once a permanent fixture to my body, the smell of burnt flesh reached poignantly towards my face as I held myself to the torch and willed the pain to never stop.

    AV
  35. Blue and red flaming arrows shooting into the sky. They are brilliant. Everyone’s eyes are aflame with the performance. They are caught in space and trapped in a moment of time. I feel the same. But somehow I am separated from it all.

    Sara Guyer
  36. she spent hours carrying me around like a torch, a guiding light that was simply too bright, too hot, too painful to show any affection towards, but she needed me like breath.

    Kyle Jackson
  37. Passing the torch. Blowing out the torch. Dipping the torch in water and stirring it around. wiping the ashes off on her shirt. “Cut it out!” She giggled like she used to do all the time. Made me want to pin her against a tree and take it, but we had a third wheel. Someone’s younger brother. Couldn’t blame him, but somehow I did. Don’t remember his name, I still give him a polite nod sometimes, so he doesn’t feel left out.

  38. “Pass the torch!”

    “Pass the torch!”

    The cry was taken up all across the city as the shadows swooped down from above.

    “Light the fires!” Someone yelled. “Throw in the firecrackers. Burn it all!”

    The shrieks quieted to the occasional yell as light began to flood the darkened city. The warm, amber glow began to push away the eerie shapeless shadows that hovered overhead.

    “Did we get them, Papa?” Benny crouched low beside his grandmother and handed her a fire-warmed stone for her old hands. “Did we get them?”

    “Not tonight, Benny-boy.” The grizzled warrior squinted up at the sky with an expert eye. “But we’ve sent them running for tonight. Must always remember to keep the lights about you.”

    “Yes, Papa.”

    “No, Benny–I mean it.” He bent down to the young lad’s height. “The light inside you.” He thumped the small boy’s chest. “And the light outside. Always remember it.”

  39. Lit, done, the tribal word begotten. He wrenched himself up like a storm preparing to slay. Is this what a liege does? Call his tribes to honour, to killing? The flame flickererd again and again in the wind and a delicate foot slipped into the doorway… .

  40. Flickering light fights against the encroaching darkness. Hope endures that little bit more. Fear loses a small portion of its grip. One small solace is achieved. Will there be peace?

    Then creepers. Kaboom

    red