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The greatest Dream
By S. Miller
I could feel the soft glare of the sun’s glistening amber rays run across my eyes, the soft lights caught as I opened my eyes softly looking around the room I resided in.
It was absolutely beautiful, A soft beige and cream like silver. Soft white satin sheets covered the king size like bed myself snuggled into deep, with a large smile on my face. “Sean, are you awake?” I heard a young and soft voice called to me. My lovely wife, Walking in a fancy white gown walked to me, Her soft Scarlet hair flowing freely looked at me. “Yes, yes I am.” I laughed softly and too let out a beautiful smile on my face.

I rolled over to the side and hopped carefully out of the bed and onto the soft wool carpet below, letting my feet sink deep into.
I took my wife’s hand and walked out to the main room, holding her tightly, but not harsh tightly. As we walked into the living room, My children, my protégé’s of their mother and father, sitting there, my son who could almost be mistaking for a younger me walked up to me and shook my hand. “Morning dad.” He smiled and looked at me. “Morning Soric.” I replied. “How’s my journalist?” I asked him, seeing he must’ve already gotten of his shift, at the local paper. “It’s uh, been better dad. But you know us millers, we’ll get by.” HE replied as he hugged me and flung his bag over his shoulder and walked to his studio room.
And I look to my daughter, She sat there sketching more of her creations, And god! She took the looks of her mother so well.
“Morning sweetie.” I called to her. She looked up at me and smiled as well. “Morning father, How well did you sleep?” Sue asked me hugging me, she was my pride and joy…Oh what the hell, ALL my family was my pride and joy. I turned to the doors that connected to the patio outside and pushed them open as the wind flowed through the house, the curtains rushed around and I laughed in the bellowing belly laugh “This is my life!” I shouted happily. I could see the sky, Blue as the deepest part of the water, The grass below my Rather large estate, greener than the darkest of emeralds.
As I was surrounded by my family, I scanned the sky to see dark grey clouds start to engulf the sky, and I could hear the sounds of roaring thunderstorms. Then In a blink of an eye, the sky was sick and deep black, As dark grey clouds started swirling and thunder started striking the ground below me.
“daddy, what’s happening?” I could hear sue cry out to me, as I crouched as I sat there on the patio. The wind was strong enough to push the doors shut and start tearing the shingles of my roof.
Frantically I rushed to the doors and tried to open them up, to reach to my family, But the wind was strong and I couldn’t open it up. I started banging on the glass and told them to get to safety. Melissa looked at me, her eyes, her burning hazel eyes started crying. I hung my head as I placed my hand onto the glass, and so did she. “I love you.” I Mouthed, and then I felt the wind take me and knock me off the patio, and all I could scream was no.

I woke soundly back into my room, a Stingy little attic, my small bed, wth black and blue sheets covered with my, and my. My girl.
She looked to me and asked. “Is everything alright Sean?”
I smiled, as I looked to her “yeah, I just had a little scare.”
Her face had a frown upon it. “It was that dream again” She asked again.
I nodded as I held onto her, That smile never leaving my face. “As long as I have you, I can be the richest man on this damn planet.” I told her, as I went back into my sleep.
The Greatest Dream
A little something to keep you all occupied.
Sometimes I wonder what if I never started writing?
I don't know. But maybe it would be a good idea.
  • Mood: Not Impressed
  • Listening to: Dope - always
  • Reading: Texts
  • Watching: a Bunny
  • Eating: sprite
  • Drinking: popcorn
I got to admit, being a senior in highschool is kinda a bust, but it's only one more year, until i'm on my own and no more idiots to hang around and then I can finally get my life together.
  • Mood: Pleased
  • Listening to: Youtube (rock playlist)
  • Reading: Smut
  • Watching: smut
  • Playing: runescape
  • Eating: chips and salsa
  • Drinking: BBQ sauce (not weird at all!)
When you put the following things inside a story:
  1. BDSM
  2. Gothic
  3. Steampunk
  4. and an post-apocalyptic nightmare
then you add the theme of:

  1. Watchmen
  2. and a sin city theme
what could you possibly get out of it when it goes through a mind of a teenager?

Well the answer is quite simple: Something that your parents would be ashamed of if they caught you reading it, Your friends making fun of you, and constantly getting sick, angered, dramatized, and another substitute for pron, or male/female enhancement! (no literally!)

But before I dive deep into this summary I want to give out the character list of book one. and chapter one:

Sean (well me) - one of the MANY "guardians" that are thrown into this cesspool of sin, and lust. to look over the normal people and keep the peace, even in lawful/unlawful times. The hulking, gun totting, alcohol and porn addicted, and maniacal sociopath. Kind of really reminds myself of what my life is...I gotta rethink my life now, that really hurt. The reason why I was stuck in this place was to start a kingdom, to rid that "holy" place of a hell utopias and rise my own kingdom, from sin and lust.

Kalob - Bent on doing nothing but righting what was wrong, and trying to get revenge on david for his isolation and murder of his clan, Kalob before went on a nature like retreat and became one with the natives. well then he became one with nature and became a hunter and a planner. Though plans go from hell bent, to shit hitting the fan. kalob is the loyal and ignorant one of this group.

blayd - my man with a past of forgiveness. With the love of his life gone from his side, and problems with drugs that got him a dishonorable discharge from military service, blayd had no choice to work on small time jobs, blood on his hands or not. But with war, and drugs in his body, eventually he broke down and came to us in his time of need. only a hollow shell of his former self and oen goal: To get matter what the cost.

Tj - Wanting revenge for david as well, Tj: Kalobs actions along with sean: his voice and conscience. Tj wants david dead for the fact that sam had to be stuck with a man like him, like blayd, with drugs and alcohol in his system, he too wants to stick david's head on a pike, and rid the planet of those utopias once and for all!

Samantha/sam - the loyal, kind hearted, caring, loving woman of the group. (not to mention the biggest cocktease in the group) Sam stays along side the boys in their endeavors to reclaim a kingdom, Bent on a lot of tings herself, She looks over the boys. To make sure when shit hits the fan, she can get them out. Like another girl in the novel, sam is the girl of teasing and manipulating, especially kalob. sam gets what she wants, when she wants!

Melissa/missy - Sean's girl, with similarities in the millions! not to mention the sam with sam, but unlike sam. Melissa takes pride in trying to be the dominant one on and off the field. Which sean takes as an offense and a challenge. Her goal is to support sean through hell and back. But worries that sean's determination will be the death of him.

David/Mr. Blanton - the greedy, son of a whore, who created these safe havens.
along with his hatred for all of us, he thought that the people like him could live in peace, as the rest of us would die, for our own survival. and with the sub districts gone and dead, they'd tear down the walls and expand across the fucking earth.
his goal, is genocide...not by color, or race, or gender...but by if you support him, or are against him.
So my friends, do you wanna hear a story?
Please I insist, It'll be worth your time.....If you like it, you can stay and hear the rest. If not, I'm sorry if I wasted your time.
Anyways, let's begin, and i'll tell you: Oh boy I got  a story for you.

Imagine a world, The four horsemen have traveled into the blazing horizon and their deeds have been done, and the sins have taken their toll on the world and humanity.
And I'll tell you...It's pretty fucking sweet!
we'll start off in america, yeah a shocker right to start here huh? Not really, since this was a start of a new world, and a new beginning for some. hehe, get it "foursome" ahh, you're not a funny type...typical.

But the united states is divided into districts, And with the sins and the chaotic destruction of the world, people started to make places called "utopias" With doctors, and scientists and yadda, yadda, yadda.
Well that was in the middle of ALL of the districts, and surrounding that Glowing city were smaller districts, Like a square with a bright ass dot in the middle. And those mini-districts were created for those, with the "impurities."

The common/strong man district: This district was on the south-west part of our district. These were the farmers and the laborers that couldn't get inside what we're going to call, "heaven" because of the infection or that they could not afford it. although not perfect, they were allowed inside heaven because they were the ones keeping heaven basically floating with jobs and opportunities for the young and the strong.

the Econ district: Christ, I hate this place. This the place were coin is everything, and boy do I mean EVERYthing. Dollar can be used for anything, Supplies, trade, even human slavery. This place was a nightmare for those with debts, or runaways, or even worse. if you weren't like the W.A.S.P or even white. This place was hell, believe me. but hell that was the "republican" side, of the district, while it was all different of the "democrat" side. I'll put it simple: Civil war from hell....

Then we have our home, the "sin city" district: What happens when you get the combination of BDSM, Steam punk, Gothic architecture, and even a watchmen theme, following with every bit of the goodies in between? A home, A home to those who are crazy, and wild and we love it! While yes this is a district for not the faint of heart, as the people who wanted refuge from other districts..well they came here. and well it wasn't pretty since this is the district where your life is watched over, and before you ask by who? Well, here's a hint: I'm one of those people.
We'll get more into our slice of paradise later.

and lastly, The Corpse district: If you think zombies and ghouls were of just legends. Then boy have you been fooled! during the time of disease and plagues. What turned some districts, hard working and normality, into dead walking corpses, some people, who have been infected stay, but they atleast have their normality still....

But you're probably asking why am I talking about this, these districts, throughout the united states? Because we can blame, only one person. A man who had once became good friends, but he was shunned, and with his path to venance. He wanted us dead...and the world ridden of us, because e didn't see us as people. But he rather saw us as savages.

So here is where is our story starts, with the utopia, Mr. Blanton, The Sin city, and most of all....

...It starts with me.
Tales of an Erotic Traveler: Prologue
Well well well! 
It appears that another intresting thing has come into mind, haha but of course!
  • Mood: Not Impressed
  • Listening to: Dope - always
  • Reading: Texts
  • Watching: a Bunny
  • Eating: sprite
  • Drinking: popcorn
I got to admit, being a senior in highschool is kinda a bust, but it's only one more year, until i'm on my own and no more idiots to hang around and then I can finally get my life together.


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Sean "Big Papa" Miller
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
My name is Sean and Welcome to my deviantart page.
Here I post my personal literature, whether it should be Yuri/Yaoi/Normal.

Please, if you're going to be a rather annoying douche, i'm going to have to ask you to leave.

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EKMKE Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2013
Welcome back
naruto200975 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you, i have recreated somethings for show and have updated and revised on some other types as well
Pronon1990 Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
naruto200975 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Pronon1990 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
how are u
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