Auria : Writing

I Do

I Do

A Story by Auria


Egyptian blue leaved tress arched over the meadow in the breeze as snowflakes fell from the sky. The chime of the wedding bells gave me chills as ..
Just A Little Prophecy

Just A Little Prophecy

A Poem by Auria


Don’t spit me your philosophy, They’re usually filled with hypocrisy, Your wisdom always fails you, And I’m left with an ap..
The Unwanted

The Unwanted

A Story by Auria


The smell of burnt bread clouded my surroundings as I lay soundly asleep in my bed. “Emma...” A familiar voice called after me. ..