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Results of my poll: Alright how many out there have seen these movies? The actual question here is which one do you think is top rank worthy?
Alright how many out there have seen these movies? The actual question here is which one do you think is top rank worthy?
43% said The Matrix
43% said Equilibrium
0% said Young Frankenstien
14% said Monty Python and the Holy Grail
0% said Interview with a Vampire
Total Votes: 7
43% said The Matrix
43% said Equilibrium
0% said Young Frankenstien
14% said Monty Python and the Holy Grail
0% said Interview with a Vampire
Total Votes: 7
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House revised again:Continued.
-Next to the window thing on the east side is onther doorway, no door. Through it leads into the large kitchen. First thing noticed is the marbel island in the center of the room ith a wrought iron chandelier thing that hangs over it. From it hang lights and pots and pans. On the marble island is a wooden cutting board and a nife holder with several stuck into it.
-Around the island are countertops and cabinets. There is a frig, dishwasher and a trash compactor thing. On the south wall of the kitchen isa water cooler thing with little paper cups attatched to it.There are windows all around the kitchen. Hanging infront og each is a potted plant of some sort.
-Also on that wall is a set of French doors. On the far side of said doors still inside the kitchen isa large heay looking wooden table. There are several chairs around it.
-Outside the kitchen frech doors. is a small deck in the shade of trees. out and around the deck is a large garden. Set into the garden is a cricling path and four large stones. In the center of the circle path is another smaller garden. At the center of this garden is a large flat stone, big enough for four people to sit on.
Farther out from the garden is a stretch of green lawn. Then there are trees lots of trees. Moving back into a forest. Most of the closets trees are climbable. There is a fire pit away from the garden and the trees. Between two of the trees closests to the house is a hamock.
- Back inside going to the door i have not yet gone through on the northern wall of the large room.I move into a a littl hallway and come to a sort of spiralling stair case leading to the second floor. On the second floor is a medium sized round study-library. There are two desks each containing a computer. There is also a curve window seat with a large window. There is another smaller window opposite it. The windows face west and east, to see the seting and rising of the sun and moon respectfully.
-In one of the ’corners’ of the room there is another ladder/stairs of sorts leading up to a a third floor. Getting to this last flor there is a small round room. Ther entire thing is made up of ceiling, windows and window seats. that and pillows. I sit down and watch the sun setting, for in this dream an entire day has gone by quickly.Behind me i hear a shifiting of clothes and the closing of a book. Arms wrap around me from behind around my arms and my shoulders. A chin is rested on my right shoulder.
-"Morning." Is said, then i wake up.
-Around the island are countertops and cabinets. There is a frig, dishwasher and a trash compactor thing. On the south wall of the kitchen isa water cooler thing with little paper cups attatched to it.There are windows all around the kitchen. Hanging infront og each is a potted plant of some sort.
-Also on that wall is a set of French doors. On the far side of said doors still inside the kitchen isa large heay looking wooden table. There are several chairs around it.
-Outside the kitchen frech doors. is a small deck in the shade of trees. out and around the deck is a large garden. Set into the garden is a cricling path and four large stones. In the center of the circle path is another smaller garden. At the center of this garden is a large flat stone, big enough for four people to sit on.
Farther out from the garden is a stretch of green lawn. Then there are trees lots of trees. Moving back into a forest. Most of the closets trees are climbable. There is a fire pit away from the garden and the trees. Between two of the trees closests to the house is a hamock.
- Back inside going to the door i have not yet gone through on the northern wall of the large room.I move into a a littl hallway and come to a sort of spiralling stair case leading to the second floor. On the second floor is a medium sized round study-library. There are two desks each containing a computer. There is also a curve window seat with a large window. There is another smaller window opposite it. The windows face west and east, to see the seting and rising of the sun and moon respectfully.
-In one of the ’corners’ of the room there is another ladder/stairs of sorts leading up to a a third floor. Getting to this last flor there is a small round room. Ther entire thing is made up of ceiling, windows and window seats. that and pillows. I sit down and watch the sun setting, for in this dream an entire day has gone by quickly.Behind me i hear a shifiting of clothes and the closing of a book. Arms wrap around me from behind around my arms and my shoulders. A chin is rested on my right shoulder.
-"Morning." Is said, then i wake up.
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House revised again: Damn thing keeps evolving.
-I wake in a room, wearing black silk pj bottoms and a black tee shirt. The rooms window shades are drawn, and are showing morning light around the edges. I slip from between the sheets and go over to the window. I have to sit down, lean over since there is a window seat before the window set into the wall. I pull the shade and it snaps up. Outside the window is a view of tree tops and woods.
-Turning back around i go back to the bed, which is on the north wall head board against the wall in the center of the wall, and examine the room from there. The walls of the bedroom are a deep rich green, with framed painting, posters, masks and weapons set upon them.
-The floor is covered in a plush warm carpet of a deep cream color. In the southeast corner of the room the is a large plush chair next to a book case. The book case has a glass case on the top shelf. Inside the case is several different things. A large old book, a few different instruments, a few figurines, some porceline, lots of candels,and a jewelry case. Below the case are other shelves with books and a few strange objects.
-On the east wall is the is the window seat set into the wall. Along that wall is a little cabinet. Inside is full of art suplies. Some of whuich consist of: acrylic paints, oil pastels, lotsa pencils, pens, a pile of sketch books, brushes, and what looks like a unfoldable easle.
-On the west wall and the south corner is a another set of book cases and a huge pile of pillows.
-Back to the bed. The bed itself is a four poster canapy bed.The canopy is a cream color with green green accenting embroidery. The bed frame is made of a dark silvery metal. The matresses is a king size and will hug your hand if you lean down on it. The sheets are black satin, the comforter a deep purple almost black.
There is a pile of pillows at the head board and there is no foot board.
-There are tables on either side of the bed at the head board. One holds a lamp, candle, water glass, and several sets of earings. The other table holds an alarm clock, another candle, and a small black-red leather book. Both tables have piles of books infront of them.
-The closet, on the west side of the room, is large and is a walk in. There are lots of different things in here. I don’t stay very long to look at anything well. Around the room itself are random things and a few stuffed animals. There are two cats sleeping on the window seat. One is a black short hair, very sleak and lean, with a thin long tail and green eyes. The other is an orange tabby with a short stubb of a tail, also short haired,with one blue eye and one yellow green. It has a little patch of white below its chin on its belly.
- On the south wall is a door leading out into a hallway. There are two doors that some off of it. One leads into a large bathroom. The other leads into another bedroom. It appears to be a spare of sorts.
- Farther down the hall is a set of stairs leading down. It goes down to the first floor. At the bottom of the stair is another short hall way. Also two doors. One is a nother smaller bathroom and the other is a linen/laundry room.
- At the end of the hallway is a large room.It has high vaulted ceilings that have wide sort of ruff wood beams that cross the room.The door you just entered from is on the north wall of the room. Also sharing this wall is a large marble stone fireplace, and on the other side of the fire place another door.
-The bottom of the fireplace is above floor lever and has a lip of stone that exstends about a foot and a half around it. There is a wrought iron poker set on the side closes to the door you just entered from. There is a piece of art over the fire place mantal. On the mantal is a bunch of picture frames, candals, crysally things, and a set of glasses on the end near the other door(not the one I entered from).
-The room itself is a honey cream color. The carpet is thick and makes you want to wiggle your toes in it.In the center area of the room is a large plush red couch, its ends facing towards east and west with a seated person looking at the firplace. There is a large wood and class coffe table infront of the couch and there are a few mugs, a candel, a bowl of grapes, and a book or two on and under the table. Infront of the table between it and the fireplace is a sace large enoough for a person to lie down in.
- There are little tables on the ends of the couch. varius items are on them. Along the west wall is a set of three large windows. Between them are two chairs, plush red like the couch, with a table between them. East wall has several book cases set into the wall. Full of books of course, but also DvDs.
- The other half of the east wall opens up into a a small room connected to the large room. It appears to be the entrance to the house. There are walking sticks in on corner near the door, a closet on one side, and a cloak hanging on a peg near the walking sticks. This part of the room is above floor level by a step, so to go into the large room you have to step down. The floor in the smaller room is hard wood, with a dark finish.
-On the south wall of the large room is a cut away window with a counter attatched to it on the large room side and below it a cabenet counter top on the kitchen side. There are stools pulled up to the counter on the large room side. Rescessed lights are set into the ceiling inside the window cut out.
-Turning back around i go back to the bed, which is on the north wall head board against the wall in the center of the wall, and examine the room from there. The walls of the bedroom are a deep rich green, with framed painting, posters, masks and weapons set upon them.
-The floor is covered in a plush warm carpet of a deep cream color. In the southeast corner of the room the is a large plush chair next to a book case. The book case has a glass case on the top shelf. Inside the case is several different things. A large old book, a few different instruments, a few figurines, some porceline, lots of candels,and a jewelry case. Below the case are other shelves with books and a few strange objects.
-On the east wall is the is the window seat set into the wall. Along that wall is a little cabinet. Inside is full of art suplies. Some of whuich consist of: acrylic paints, oil pastels, lotsa pencils, pens, a pile of sketch books, brushes, and what looks like a unfoldable easle.
-On the west wall and the south corner is a another set of book cases and a huge pile of pillows.
-Back to the bed. The bed itself is a four poster canapy bed.The canopy is a cream color with green green accenting embroidery. The bed frame is made of a dark silvery metal. The matresses is a king size and will hug your hand if you lean down on it. The sheets are black satin, the comforter a deep purple almost black.
There is a pile of pillows at the head board and there is no foot board.
-There are tables on either side of the bed at the head board. One holds a lamp, candle, water glass, and several sets of earings. The other table holds an alarm clock, another candle, and a small black-red leather book. Both tables have piles of books infront of them.
-The closet, on the west side of the room, is large and is a walk in. There are lots of different things in here. I don’t stay very long to look at anything well. Around the room itself are random things and a few stuffed animals. There are two cats sleeping on the window seat. One is a black short hair, very sleak and lean, with a thin long tail and green eyes. The other is an orange tabby with a short stubb of a tail, also short haired,with one blue eye and one yellow green. It has a little patch of white below its chin on its belly.
- On the south wall is a door leading out into a hallway. There are two doors that some off of it. One leads into a large bathroom. The other leads into another bedroom. It appears to be a spare of sorts.
- Farther down the hall is a set of stairs leading down. It goes down to the first floor. At the bottom of the stair is another short hall way. Also two doors. One is a nother smaller bathroom and the other is a linen/laundry room.
- At the end of the hallway is a large room.It has high vaulted ceilings that have wide sort of ruff wood beams that cross the room.The door you just entered from is on the north wall of the room. Also sharing this wall is a large marble stone fireplace, and on the other side of the fire place another door.
-The bottom of the fireplace is above floor lever and has a lip of stone that exstends about a foot and a half around it. There is a wrought iron poker set on the side closes to the door you just entered from. There is a piece of art over the fire place mantal. On the mantal is a bunch of picture frames, candals, crysally things, and a set of glasses on the end near the other door(not the one I entered from).
-The room itself is a honey cream color. The carpet is thick and makes you want to wiggle your toes in it.In the center area of the room is a large plush red couch, its ends facing towards east and west with a seated person looking at the firplace. There is a large wood and class coffe table infront of the couch and there are a few mugs, a candel, a bowl of grapes, and a book or two on and under the table. Infront of the table between it and the fireplace is a sace large enoough for a person to lie down in.
- There are little tables on the ends of the couch. varius items are on them. Along the west wall is a set of three large windows. Between them are two chairs, plush red like the couch, with a table between them. East wall has several book cases set into the wall. Full of books of course, but also DvDs.
- The other half of the east wall opens up into a a small room connected to the large room. It appears to be the entrance to the house. There are walking sticks in on corner near the door, a closet on one side, and a cloak hanging on a peg near the walking sticks. This part of the room is above floor level by a step, so to go into the large room you have to step down. The floor in the smaller room is hard wood, with a dark finish.
-On the south wall of the large room is a cut away window with a counter attatched to it on the large room side and below it a cabenet counter top on the kitchen side. There are stools pulled up to the counter on the large room side. Rescessed lights are set into the ceiling inside the window cut out.
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Darkness Falling (sister poem of Darkness)
The shadows rise again
to envelope me.
The madness and screams
overcome me.
My light, my passions
blotted out by the rising darkness.
History if ignored, does not repeat,
it mearly turns in upon itself.
Chaos,
the misunderstanding will kill the misunderstood
dooming both to stagnant
eternity.
Depression and pain
around for now, because
nothing else lies at the end
of this darkening tunnel,
but my own
releasing
Insanity.
to envelope me.
The madness and screams
overcome me.
My light, my passions
blotted out by the rising darkness.
History if ignored, does not repeat,
it mearly turns in upon itself.
Chaos,
the misunderstanding will kill the misunderstood
dooming both to stagnant
eternity.
Depression and pain
around for now, because
nothing else lies at the end
of this darkening tunnel,
but my own
releasing
Insanity.
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Acrostic Poem: Burned!
People often tell me
You shouldn’t play with fire
Really you could be burned
Oh, how I wish to tell them
My lips quiver to say ( or scream)
Already have I been Burned, but
Not by conventional means
Instead by life, by love, and people who don’t understand me
And since I no longer fear, I will
Continue to play with fire
Since I have already been BURNED!
You shouldn’t play with fire
Really you could be burned
Oh, how I wish to tell them
My lips quiver to say ( or scream)
Already have I been Burned, but
Not by conventional means
Instead by life, by love, and people who don’t understand me
And since I no longer fear, I will
Continue to play with fire
Since I have already been BURNED!
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Person
Eyes
the windows into the depth of a persons dreams
Body
passages of feeling through which the soul flows
Face
the vessal that can hold pain, love, any emotion imaginable
Hands
paint brushes that stroke cries into existance
Feet
through which we move to the steps of life
Breathe
our essense, sent into the very air
Voice
from which can move from song to scream
Lips
which whisper passions and sorrows
Two lovers
the artists of time
through them the world is colored
the windows into the depth of a persons dreams
Body
passages of feeling through which the soul flows
Face
the vessal that can hold pain, love, any emotion imaginable
Hands
paint brushes that stroke cries into existance
Feet
through which we move to the steps of life
Breathe
our essense, sent into the very air
Voice
from which can move from song to scream
Lips
which whisper passions and sorrows
Two lovers
the artists of time
through them the world is colored
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Letter from the Gods.
Dear Delanie,
The answer to all the universally unsolvable
enigmas that exist,
mostly in the fallable fantasies of men,
is quite simple.
Sub-quotient 9 to the 678,594,907,435rd
power
divide by
the sub-atomic output of an imploded star ( a black hol will do
nicely, though the equation tends to bring a few
anomalies into the univers, Hitler Saddam Napoleon)
Sub-fact to the 56,467,290,476th place.
Take the sum you get from above,
and divide it by the
molecular radius of a split atom( jinkies, they’re tricky; when it
comes to spliting up atoms, one half always finds a
ghost and the other ends up with an ascot wearing
blonde)
multiply by the shelf life of canned bread and twinkies,
add the numerical probablity that the human population will be
completely destrpyed by nucleur warfare
and cockroaches inherit the world!
MWHAHAHAHAHAHAH!......Ahem.
Lastly round to the infinite place.
In other words,
the answer to all the universal problems
is 2.
This entry is brought to you by my creative writing classes project Random letters to anyone in particular from anyone else*
Teehee. Got to love Ms. Grunwald and Monty Python, who the universal answer was derived from.
The answer is ....2.
The answer to all the universally unsolvable
enigmas that exist,
mostly in the fallable fantasies of men,
is quite simple.
Sub-quotient 9 to the 678,594,907,435rd
power
divide by
the sub-atomic output of an imploded star ( a black hol will do
nicely, though the equation tends to bring a few
anomalies into the univers, Hitler Saddam Napoleon)
Sub-fact to the 56,467,290,476th place.
Take the sum you get from above,
and divide it by the
molecular radius of a split atom( jinkies, they’re tricky; when it
comes to spliting up atoms, one half always finds a
ghost and the other ends up with an ascot wearing
blonde)
multiply by the shelf life of canned bread and twinkies,
add the numerical probablity that the human population will be
completely destrpyed by nucleur warfare
and cockroaches inherit the world!
MWHAHAHAHAHAHAH!......Ahem.
Lastly round to the infinite place.
In other words,
the answer to all the universal problems
is 2.
This entry is brought to you by my creative writing classes project Random letters to anyone in particular from anyone else*
Teehee. Got to love Ms. Grunwald and Monty Python, who the universal answer was derived from.
The answer is ....2.
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*smirks* Well this is just a little bit apropriate.
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Oh Gods....
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glistening droplets of crimson
blessed release of anguish
that even words and tears can’t express
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dreams and memories that cut deeper
then steel to flesh
or a hunters teeth
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self destructive tendencies
wild smuthering depression
one little moment can bring it all swinging back to hit you in the face
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nothing can explain it
though many reasons spring to mind
life sometimes just doesn’t seem worth it
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damn self realizations
why can’t you dawn on someone else
why can’t you leave me alone
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I hate having my life directed
forced down paths i don’t wish to follow
don’t wish to see
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sweet pain release me into darkness
that i can finally be
at peace
glistening droplets of crimson
blessed release of anguish
that even words and tears can’t express
-
dreams and memories that cut deeper
then steel to flesh
or a hunters teeth
-
self destructive tendencies
wild smuthering depression
one little moment can bring it all swinging back to hit you in the face
-
nothing can explain it
though many reasons spring to mind
life sometimes just doesn’t seem worth it
-
damn self realizations
why can’t you dawn on someone else
why can’t you leave me alone
-
I hate having my life directed
forced down paths i don’t wish to follow
don’t wish to see
-
sweet pain release me into darkness
that i can finally be
at peace
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Hm. You will only know this character if you read the comic. And i highly doubt that there will be many of you. *winks*
You are Skids! The cute, naive, silly and huggable
boy from the gang. you might not know it but
many people looks at you and licks their lips.
you’re YUMMY! you are in tune with your inner
child. okay, tuned is understatement, your
inner child has possesed you. You have a thing
for play-doh, watercolors and coloring books,
but that naive look you have hides a wise guy.
Sex? man that’s a secret, are you bi, straight
or gay? who cares, everybody wants you!
Which BoyMeetsBoy character are you
brought to you by Quizilla
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Shadow Walkers
This is an updated form of Shadow Cats. I like this better. If you don’t then *sticks out tongue* Nyah!
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Prologue: The Blood Moon
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------In ancient times it is said that when the moon shines red like blood, that a creature of power has been born. In mortal memory the moon has bled only twice. Once at the birth of a a young male born to the Night Hunters. The Hunters is a group of immortal beings, not the same and yet alike, that since the world began have hunted the dark jungles and protected the creatures of the world under the sight of the Night Walker, weaver of the treads that make the tapestry of time.
------The second was the birth of a human girl. This birth happens at the point in the tapestry that man calls the present, the now. She will make her way through the world.
------But, what the mortals do not know is that the moon bled once more, before the time of man. One of the fair ones, Seelie, fay, fairy, elf, sidhe. A dark one of the forgotten world.
------Three born of blood, three bond, three chained, and locked together. This is their fate, and this is their time.
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Chapter 1: And When She Dreams
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------She dances in glade of fallen trees, on waters edge. Ivory skin shining with moon beams and rain drops as if the sky cried at the sight of her dance. Glistening body covered only with a bodice of myst and stars, ans skirt of breezes and leaves.
------Twirling and leaping she moves in her dance, her body undulating with the beat of night music. Twisting hands and stamping feet mark the dance and transform it to pure movement. Long hair swirling about her form like the air blown in a malstrom. Stepping from shadow to shadow, seen and unseen.
------The very creatures of the night come to watch her dance. Great silvery wolves whos eyes take the moon light and turn it to flames. Owls on silent wings take loft to fly across the sky watching her from above. Foxes, stop the trickster ways and sit like children enraptured by magic. Fire flys move in unimagined patterns round her, adding to the stars that dance above.
------The two other creatures arive at the same time at opposite ends of the glade were maiden dances. From shadows pooled strides a man. Hair darker then the night, eyes that glint silver and malichious, skin icy. Forming from the holes between the stairs and arriving through moonlight, a great panther. His claws sharp, tail long, and eyes deep with longing and something un-natural to his kind.
------The girl ends her dance, falling to one knee with her head bowed.Then with a sudden movement she stares at panther and man wonder filling her eyes.
Two watch one, and one watches two. She moves to go to them, but the fade back into the trees, the maiden goes to forest edge to follow them...
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------Only to wake in her bed. The girls eyes snapped open and she shot up in bed. Cursing she rubbed her eyes and tried to figure out what happened in her dream that would freak her out so much. From out side she can hear the call of the night watch man telling the residents of the manor that all was well. Unable to find an answer to her sudden jolt into contousness the girl fell back in bed and slipped into another dream.
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------A silent figure walks through a night darkened forest. Small and frail a girl moves on slim feet through the quite tree stands, her gown of mist and stars and wind and leaves making soft rustling noises. Her dark brown hair is bound bound back, no longer flowing, drags lightly on the ground. Her green eyes watch the trees in-front of her as she walks, rather then the ground below her feet. She comes to a door that stands alone between two trees, nothing visibly holding it up. The girl opens the door, and is pulled through screaming into darkness.
------She walk through shadows, in a hall that swallows its on echos. Its a place in which a person could be right next to one moment and then gone, simply vanished. She follow the sounds of liquid falling, down and down, hitting the cold stone floor. The sound is like a thunder crack in the silent room which the thumping of her own heart fills her ears.
------She moves through the cold hall following the dripping noises. The walls have ears and eyes that must have watched a thousand other passing like my own, and yet with no mouths to tell what the have seen they are but observers.
------She moved on and entered mist that poured about her like waves parting at the shore. Something watches her from the darkness beyond an archway.
------Glittering silver and the matt black of leather, eyes and teeth, white skin and dark hair. A man takes forms out of the inky nothingness that fills this cold stone hall.
------Turning from his strange gaze she sees another form moving toward her out of the mist. Two glowing green eyes watching, the darkness around it seeming to congeal to outline its body.
------The great cat walks forward, watching her with gaze that differs from and yet is the same as that of the dark man.
------The panther stops before her regally turning its body to block her forward path. She falls to her knees before him. An insane scream erupts from behind her, reminding the girl of the mans presence.
------Her head turns against from the feline before her to the man behind. She sees darkness so penetrating it burns forming in his hand, like a curving dagger.
------With a glint of hatred in his eyes he lifts his arm and hurls the dagger at the girl. No not at her, behind her to where he sits, the black panther. She screams, her voice is swallowed by the cold stone tomb around her, and as she throw herself in the path of the shadow weapon all all can see is the look of: sadness, anger, betrayal and longing that are in the black cats eyes and the same look from the dark mans.
And then the pain! The girl falls forward sliding into what must be her oblivion.
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------Bang! Bang! Bang! " Raven! Get up you lazy girl! Raven! Raven! Raven!"
Raven rolls out of bed and landed on the floor with a thump and a curse, much like the one she had uttered earlier that morning when she woke from the dream that she could not remember. Standing and going over to the door to her chambers, she rubbed her eyes and wished that she could just go back to sleep. Reaching the door it swept open before she can even touch the nob.
------Before her stands an older man, hair jet black and just starting to gray at the temples. He stormed into the room and sat down at the desk in the corner of her room.
------"Good morning to you too Drake."
------"Don’t give me sass girl. And for your information its already well past noon." Raven rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall near her door. Arranging her nightgown she crossed her arms in front of her and glared at her teacher for the past twelve years of her life.
------" Drake you know I always sleep late on the first day of the mid summer festival preparation days. Its a tradition you usually let me keep."
------"Well not this year girl. Hurry up and get dressed. Your lord father had a special guest arrive during the night and you need to be among the other students of the Manor. Seeing as your his DAUGHTER, you especially need to be there. Now shake a leg on it." With that Drake stood up and went out the door. Managing to slam it on his way out.
------Raven winced at the slam and went and sat in the vacated desk chair. Raven was the only child of the lord of Rose Wood Manor, Duke Kalor. She was 17 and currently on her last week of magical and warrior training. It was completely unheard of for a girl to be under taking any training of the sort, but her father was a man intelligence and when he saw that she had an aptitude for both he quickly set her among the boys of the manor for tutelage.
------Pulling her night shirt over her head she snagged her formal training uniform. It consisted of a heavy black linen shirt, a tunic in a silvery silky material and a pair of black leather hunting trousers. Black and silver were the colors of her family and so it was a fitting set for this so-called important guest. Drake had a tendency to over stretch the truth in situations like this. Raven grabbed her boots and was pulling one on when her door flew open again.
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Prologue: The Blood Moon
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------In ancient times it is said that when the moon shines red like blood, that a creature of power has been born. In mortal memory the moon has bled only twice. Once at the birth of a a young male born to the Night Hunters. The Hunters is a group of immortal beings, not the same and yet alike, that since the world began have hunted the dark jungles and protected the creatures of the world under the sight of the Night Walker, weaver of the treads that make the tapestry of time.
------The second was the birth of a human girl. This birth happens at the point in the tapestry that man calls the present, the now. She will make her way through the world.
------But, what the mortals do not know is that the moon bled once more, before the time of man. One of the fair ones, Seelie, fay, fairy, elf, sidhe. A dark one of the forgotten world.
------Three born of blood, three bond, three chained, and locked together. This is their fate, and this is their time.
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Chapter 1: And When She Dreams
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------She dances in glade of fallen trees, on waters edge. Ivory skin shining with moon beams and rain drops as if the sky cried at the sight of her dance. Glistening body covered only with a bodice of myst and stars, ans skirt of breezes and leaves.
------Twirling and leaping she moves in her dance, her body undulating with the beat of night music. Twisting hands and stamping feet mark the dance and transform it to pure movement. Long hair swirling about her form like the air blown in a malstrom. Stepping from shadow to shadow, seen and unseen.
------The very creatures of the night come to watch her dance. Great silvery wolves whos eyes take the moon light and turn it to flames. Owls on silent wings take loft to fly across the sky watching her from above. Foxes, stop the trickster ways and sit like children enraptured by magic. Fire flys move in unimagined patterns round her, adding to the stars that dance above.
------The two other creatures arive at the same time at opposite ends of the glade were maiden dances. From shadows pooled strides a man. Hair darker then the night, eyes that glint silver and malichious, skin icy. Forming from the holes between the stairs and arriving through moonlight, a great panther. His claws sharp, tail long, and eyes deep with longing and something un-natural to his kind.
------The girl ends her dance, falling to one knee with her head bowed.Then with a sudden movement she stares at panther and man wonder filling her eyes.
Two watch one, and one watches two. She moves to go to them, but the fade back into the trees, the maiden goes to forest edge to follow them...
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------Only to wake in her bed. The girls eyes snapped open and she shot up in bed. Cursing she rubbed her eyes and tried to figure out what happened in her dream that would freak her out so much. From out side she can hear the call of the night watch man telling the residents of the manor that all was well. Unable to find an answer to her sudden jolt into contousness the girl fell back in bed and slipped into another dream.
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------A silent figure walks through a night darkened forest. Small and frail a girl moves on slim feet through the quite tree stands, her gown of mist and stars and wind and leaves making soft rustling noises. Her dark brown hair is bound bound back, no longer flowing, drags lightly on the ground. Her green eyes watch the trees in-front of her as she walks, rather then the ground below her feet. She comes to a door that stands alone between two trees, nothing visibly holding it up. The girl opens the door, and is pulled through screaming into darkness.
------She walk through shadows, in a hall that swallows its on echos. Its a place in which a person could be right next to one moment and then gone, simply vanished. She follow the sounds of liquid falling, down and down, hitting the cold stone floor. The sound is like a thunder crack in the silent room which the thumping of her own heart fills her ears.
------She moves through the cold hall following the dripping noises. The walls have ears and eyes that must have watched a thousand other passing like my own, and yet with no mouths to tell what the have seen they are but observers.
------She moved on and entered mist that poured about her like waves parting at the shore. Something watches her from the darkness beyond an archway.
------Glittering silver and the matt black of leather, eyes and teeth, white skin and dark hair. A man takes forms out of the inky nothingness that fills this cold stone hall.
------Turning from his strange gaze she sees another form moving toward her out of the mist. Two glowing green eyes watching, the darkness around it seeming to congeal to outline its body.
------The great cat walks forward, watching her with gaze that differs from and yet is the same as that of the dark man.
------The panther stops before her regally turning its body to block her forward path. She falls to her knees before him. An insane scream erupts from behind her, reminding the girl of the mans presence.
------Her head turns against from the feline before her to the man behind. She sees darkness so penetrating it burns forming in his hand, like a curving dagger.
------With a glint of hatred in his eyes he lifts his arm and hurls the dagger at the girl. No not at her, behind her to where he sits, the black panther. She screams, her voice is swallowed by the cold stone tomb around her, and as she throw herself in the path of the shadow weapon all all can see is the look of: sadness, anger, betrayal and longing that are in the black cats eyes and the same look from the dark mans.
And then the pain! The girl falls forward sliding into what must be her oblivion.
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------Bang! Bang! Bang! " Raven! Get up you lazy girl! Raven! Raven! Raven!"
Raven rolls out of bed and landed on the floor with a thump and a curse, much like the one she had uttered earlier that morning when she woke from the dream that she could not remember. Standing and going over to the door to her chambers, she rubbed her eyes and wished that she could just go back to sleep. Reaching the door it swept open before she can even touch the nob.
------Before her stands an older man, hair jet black and just starting to gray at the temples. He stormed into the room and sat down at the desk in the corner of her room.
------"Good morning to you too Drake."
------"Don’t give me sass girl. And for your information its already well past noon." Raven rolled her eyes and leaned against the wall near her door. Arranging her nightgown she crossed her arms in front of her and glared at her teacher for the past twelve years of her life.
------" Drake you know I always sleep late on the first day of the mid summer festival preparation days. Its a tradition you usually let me keep."
------"Well not this year girl. Hurry up and get dressed. Your lord father had a special guest arrive during the night and you need to be among the other students of the Manor. Seeing as your his DAUGHTER, you especially need to be there. Now shake a leg on it." With that Drake stood up and went out the door. Managing to slam it on his way out.
------Raven winced at the slam and went and sat in the vacated desk chair. Raven was the only child of the lord of Rose Wood Manor, Duke Kalor. She was 17 and currently on her last week of magical and warrior training. It was completely unheard of for a girl to be under taking any training of the sort, but her father was a man intelligence and when he saw that she had an aptitude for both he quickly set her among the boys of the manor for tutelage.
------Pulling her night shirt over her head she snagged her formal training uniform. It consisted of a heavy black linen shirt, a tunic in a silvery silky material and a pair of black leather hunting trousers. Black and silver were the colors of her family and so it was a fitting set for this so-called important guest. Drake had a tendency to over stretch the truth in situations like this. Raven grabbed her boots and was pulling one on when her door flew open again.
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Dance of the Maidens Dream.
---------She dances in glade of fallen trees, on waters edge. Ivory skin shining with moon beams and rain drops as if the sky cried at the sight of her dance. Glistening body covered only with a bodice of myst and stars, ans skirt of breezes and leaves.
---------Twirling and leaping she moves in her dance, her body undulating with the beat of night music. Twisting hands and stamping feet mark the dance and transform it to pure movement. Long hair swirling about her form like the air blown in a malstrom. Stepping from shadow to shadow, seen and unseen.
---------The very creatures of the night come to watch her dance. Great silvery wolves whos eyes take the moon light and turn it to flames. Owls on silent wings take loft to fly across the sky watching her from above. Foxes, stop the trickster ways and sit like children enraptured by magic. Fire flys move in unimagined patterns round her, adding to the stars that dance above.
---------The two other creatures arive at the same time at opposite ends of the glade were maiden dances. From shadows pooled strides a man. Hair darker then the night, eyes that glint silver and malichious, skin icy. Forming from the holes between the stairs and arriving through moonlight, a great panther. His claws sharp, tail long, and eyes deep with longing and something un-natural to his kind. Two watch one, while all else fades.
---------Twirling and leaping she moves in her dance, her body undulating with the beat of night music. Twisting hands and stamping feet mark the dance and transform it to pure movement. Long hair swirling about her form like the air blown in a malstrom. Stepping from shadow to shadow, seen and unseen.
---------The very creatures of the night come to watch her dance. Great silvery wolves whos eyes take the moon light and turn it to flames. Owls on silent wings take loft to fly across the sky watching her from above. Foxes, stop the trickster ways and sit like children enraptured by magic. Fire flys move in unimagined patterns round her, adding to the stars that dance above.
---------The two other creatures arive at the same time at opposite ends of the glade were maiden dances. From shadows pooled strides a man. Hair darker then the night, eyes that glint silver and malichious, skin icy. Forming from the holes between the stairs and arriving through moonlight, a great panther. His claws sharp, tail long, and eyes deep with longing and something un-natural to his kind. Two watch one, while all else fades.
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The Vampires and the Mundanes
Demons in the light?
and angels of the night?
Does it all depends on how we see them?
With fear? and disgust?
These kings and queens of darkness are all they choose to be.
They hunt and lust, prey on creatures weaker then they,
tis nothing more than any day walker would do.
Then why have we turned them into something to loathe?
To hide from?
We are all alike, one and the same, lovers and killers.
Hunters, runners, sinners and saints.
All are one , the vampires and mundanes.
Some of us are just more awake.
and angels of the night?
Does it all depends on how we see them?
With fear? and disgust?
These kings and queens of darkness are all they choose to be.
They hunt and lust, prey on creatures weaker then they,
tis nothing more than any day walker would do.
Then why have we turned them into something to loathe?
To hide from?
We are all alike, one and the same, lovers and killers.
Hunters, runners, sinners and saints.
All are one , the vampires and mundanes.
Some of us are just more awake.
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Have Ever You Seen Perfection?
Ever have something happen to you that completely changes you?
Have you ever been one thing one day, and another the next?
Ever had your whole piece of mind shattered?
Have you ever had your feeling rip to shreds along with the last of your dignity?
Ever dreamed of a better place?
Have you ever found others like you before?
Ever, with a single touch, have your senses completely blown away?
Have you ever died completely on the inside?
Ever been completely reborn like a pheonix from the ashes?
Have you ever found joy in the completely simpe things?
Ever been sustained by the complicated things?
Have you ever died because of longing?
Ever lied to those you love just so you can keep on living?
Have you ever dreamed in screams and blood?
Ever had your passions flamed?
Have you ever cried silent tears?
Ever been eaten alive from the inside out?
Have you ever loved with your whole beinging?
Ever hated with your entire soul?
Have ever you seen Perfection?
Have you ever been one thing one day, and another the next?
Ever had your whole piece of mind shattered?
Have you ever had your feeling rip to shreds along with the last of your dignity?
Ever dreamed of a better place?
Have you ever found others like you before?
Ever, with a single touch, have your senses completely blown away?
Have you ever died completely on the inside?
Ever been completely reborn like a pheonix from the ashes?
Have you ever found joy in the completely simpe things?
Ever been sustained by the complicated things?
Have you ever died because of longing?
Ever lied to those you love just so you can keep on living?
Have you ever dreamed in screams and blood?
Ever had your passions flamed?
Have you ever cried silent tears?
Ever been eaten alive from the inside out?
Have you ever loved with your whole beinging?
Ever hated with your entire soul?
Have ever you seen Perfection?
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*snicker* OkayI find the possible out comes of this quiz HIGHLY amusing. Go try it for your self!
Threat rating: Medium. Your total lack of decent
family values makes you dangerous, but we can
count on some right wing nutter blowing you up
if you become too high profile.
What threat to the Bush administration are you?
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*smirks*
Dark - You think the top of style is gothic
cathedrals and anything black and revealing.
Good for you! You are not evil, but you like to
put out that bad boy/girl persona. You can also
be very stubborn at time, you know what you
want.
What Faerie Personality Are You?
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Life Changing
Logical thought
eradicated in the face
of overwelling touch
Adventurous hands
embark on a quest
of discovery
Voices shushed
against the possiblity
of an over heard moan
Time stops
as the world spins on
and two become one.
eradicated in the face
of overwelling touch
Adventurous hands
embark on a quest
of discovery
Voices shushed
against the possiblity
of an over heard moan
Time stops
as the world spins on
and two become one.
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Return From a Wold? Conclusion to A Corridor of Endless Doors
I sit under an endless ocean of sky
just tinged with the golden light and scarlet scars
in my arms sleeps a dark haired girl with sunken empty sockets
At my back sits a boy as pale as snow and hair colored black as ravens wing
on his legs leans a boy with no lobes curving out form the sides of his head
Out across the hills from where we four sit is a black door
one that leads to shining white hall of endless doors and no possibilities
next to it lies a window that looks into nothingness
It is out of place in this darkening world and is a temptation of self destruction
that calls to me even as I sit under stars and the rising moon
The little girl in my arms I place on the ground
to lean next to the little boy on the dark ones legs
I stand and walk out to stand below the moon
I reach out and take it in my hands shutting of its light and making everything gone
blackened like that horrible door that screams to me
I feel warmth at my back and arms wrap round me
forcing my fingers open so that the moon is once again in the sky
A voice in my ear
" Do you still long for that pitiful existence?"
I am turned
he forces my chin up to so that my eyes meet his
" Do you wish you had chosen differently"
A tug at my elbow
Empty eyes meet sad ones
" Do you loose your nerve?"
A tug at my leg
one who can not hear speaks
" would you leave us?"
I fall to my knees
and they fall around me
each touching me
each forcing my eyes upwards
"You can be alone surrounded by many, when you choose not to share your tears."
The door is before me
and my two stand beside me
"Will you return to hearing nothing?"
asks a boy with no ears
"Will you return to seeing nothing?"
asks a a dark girl with no eyes
A hand on my shoulder turning me away from the door
"Choose again what you want, what you wish, not what is habit?"
Three ask again
"Will you trust the life you chose once? And continue on your path of growth?
Or will you fall to the side in an endless drop into stagnation?"
I turn to black calling door
and the world i left it for
or the people i left for
I look from one face to another and still another
My dark light one holds out his hands each on gleaming like a star
i turn to the door again, my silence white corridor of doors
or my world of light and darkness, sound and sight, love and loneness
and then i move into his arms laying my cheek on his shoulder
where i finally weep
just tinged with the golden light and scarlet scars
in my arms sleeps a dark haired girl with sunken empty sockets
At my back sits a boy as pale as snow and hair colored black as ravens wing
on his legs leans a boy with no lobes curving out form the sides of his head
Out across the hills from where we four sit is a black door
one that leads to shining white hall of endless doors and no possibilities
next to it lies a window that looks into nothingness
It is out of place in this darkening world and is a temptation of self destruction
that calls to me even as I sit under stars and the rising moon
The little girl in my arms I place on the ground
to lean next to the little boy on the dark ones legs
I stand and walk out to stand below the moon
I reach out and take it in my hands shutting of its light and making everything gone
blackened like that horrible door that screams to me
I feel warmth at my back and arms wrap round me
forcing my fingers open so that the moon is once again in the sky
A voice in my ear
" Do you still long for that pitiful existence?"
I am turned
he forces my chin up to so that my eyes meet his
" Do you wish you had chosen differently"
A tug at my elbow
Empty eyes meet sad ones
" Do you loose your nerve?"
A tug at my leg
one who can not hear speaks
" would you leave us?"
I fall to my knees
and they fall around me
each touching me
each forcing my eyes upwards
"You can be alone surrounded by many, when you choose not to share your tears."
The door is before me
and my two stand beside me
"Will you return to hearing nothing?"
asks a boy with no ears
"Will you return to seeing nothing?"
asks a a dark girl with no eyes
A hand on my shoulder turning me away from the door
"Choose again what you want, what you wish, not what is habit?"
Three ask again
"Will you trust the life you chose once? And continue on your path of growth?
Or will you fall to the side in an endless drop into stagnation?"
I turn to black calling door
and the world i left it for
or the people i left for
I look from one face to another and still another
My dark light one holds out his hands each on gleaming like a star
i turn to the door again, my silence white corridor of doors
or my world of light and darkness, sound and sight, love and loneness
and then i move into his arms laying my cheek on his shoulder
where i finally weep
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meer.......I answered this of one of my friends diaries.
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Another Outfit... One for a female this time *winks*
Okay this out fit is for a girl of : slight build vering towards the overly skinny look, fine boned small hands, pale white skin, long straight dark hair reaching to the lower back, blue eyes that tend to darken and lighten with purple black and gold flecks, height of about 5’1", ...sort of heavy on the top...cough..., thin to no existant hips, long legs and arms, shortish torso, small feet.
black silk shirt with low neckline,
sleeves that go to elbows ,
painted finger nails and lots of silver rings,
boots that come up to knees with heels,
long skirt with split sides that come up above the knees and come down to ankles,
long silver chain with a pendant,
hair down and ends curling from slight dampness,
slight dark eye shadowing, long silvery earings in front hole,
studs in the back holes,
silver ear clip on the right ear.
black silk shirt with low neckline,
sleeves that go to elbows ,
painted finger nails and lots of silver rings,
boots that come up to knees with heels,
long skirt with split sides that come up above the knees and come down to ankles,
long silver chain with a pendant,
hair down and ends curling from slight dampness,
slight dark eye shadowing, long silvery earings in front hole,
studs in the back holes,
silver ear clip on the right ear.
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Another outfit.
Yet again this outfit i’m going to describe is for a boy with shoulders a little broad,pale clear white skin, thin narrow waiste, slim hips, long thin arms , large fine boned hands,long neck, long lithe legs, long brown red hair, pale stormy blue eyes that sometimes turn green.The boy is very fey-ish in nature.
Shirt:Green silk, white silk
A white silk under shirt that has a low neck line, exposes throat and upper chest,
with long flowing poofed sleeves that have a thin cuff at the wrist. Shimmers
slightly with silver threads in the white silk weaving. Shirt end tucked into
pants.
Over shirt of green silk, drapes of the shoulders and conected by a silver frog eye
clasp. Slited long sleeves that connect at wrist with another frog eye.
Sides of shirt also slitted and connected in five even places with frog eyes.
Green silk drapes over end of white under shirt and covers the top 3 inches of
pants.
Pants:Black linen
Pants drape, well fitting, along the legs and have criscrossing strapes that create a
x pattern down the outside side of the leg.
extras:
silver rings, a silver link belt, and ankle boots(black leather)
Shirt:Green silk, white silk
A white silk under shirt that has a low neck line, exposes throat and upper chest,
with long flowing poofed sleeves that have a thin cuff at the wrist. Shimmers
slightly with silver threads in the white silk weaving. Shirt end tucked into
pants.
Over shirt of green silk, drapes of the shoulders and conected by a silver frog eye
clasp. Slited long sleeves that connect at wrist with another frog eye.
Sides of shirt also slitted and connected in five even places with frog eyes.
Green silk drapes over end of white under shirt and covers the top 3 inches of
pants.
Pants:Black linen
Pants drape, well fitting, along the legs and have criscrossing strapes that create a
x pattern down the outside side of the leg.
extras:
silver rings, a silver link belt, and ankle boots(black leather)
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Girl
Girl of moon and stars
skin pale and exposed
moonlight in your hair
Girl of sun
skin pale and hidden
hair with streaks of fire
Same girl
in the different lights
will the others see that
she is both?
Eyes that reflect both stars and sunshine,
hair with moonbeams and fire,
skin pale and glowing,
will they see?
That she does not really belong,
will they see her as she is?
Girl of night and day
why hide?
You are
the combination of two
into one
the opposite and yet the same.
They will see in time
that you
are the best of both worlds,
something most can only dream of.
skin pale and exposed
moonlight in your hair
Girl of sun
skin pale and hidden
hair with streaks of fire
Same girl
in the different lights
will the others see that
she is both?
Eyes that reflect both stars and sunshine,
hair with moonbeams and fire,
skin pale and glowing,
will they see?
That she does not really belong,
will they see her as she is?
Girl of night and day
why hide?
You are
the combination of two
into one
the opposite and yet the same.
They will see in time
that you
are the best of both worlds,
something most can only dream of.
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Old poem no name yet.
Swirling mists that fog the memory
thoughts of nothing and of everything
why can’t i think, was it always like this
a form is sharpening out of the mist of time
why is it coming, can’t you leave me be
so beautiful in my mind, can he be real
he comes and strokes my hand a suddenly all is clear
but still I can only see him as if this was a meeting of deja vu
"you are such an exquisite creature"
"I know, but what do you see in your self," says he
"I don’t know right know all i can see is you even inside"
"there you are then"
"what?" I say
"i am you and you are me" he says at the end
before he vanishs
thoughts of nothing and of everything
why can’t i think, was it always like this
a form is sharpening out of the mist of time
why is it coming, can’t you leave me be
so beautiful in my mind, can he be real
he comes and strokes my hand a suddenly all is clear
but still I can only see him as if this was a meeting of deja vu
"you are such an exquisite creature"
"I know, but what do you see in your self," says he
"I don’t know right know all i can see is you even inside"
"there you are then"
"what?" I say
"i am you and you are me" he says at the end
before he vanishs
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Another old entry
Perfect Day 7/10/2002
Sitting in a window seat
Eating chocolate and drinking chia
Cat purring from at my feet
Cold enough inside to be wrapped up in a blanket
Snowing outside
A pile of good books at my side
Its 4 in the afternoon
An enya CD is in my portable CD player,
I have the headphones on
My little sister is out of the house for SEVERAL days
I don’t have to do anything tomorrow,
and then you call me
Sitting in a window seat
Eating chocolate and drinking chia
Cat purring from at my feet
Cold enough inside to be wrapped up in a blanket
Snowing outside
A pile of good books at my side
Its 4 in the afternoon
An enya CD is in my portable CD player,
I have the headphones on
My little sister is out of the house for SEVERAL days
I don’t have to do anything tomorrow,
and then you call me
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Old little Poem from my other diary.
Vampire 7/3/2002
When the vampire comes out to play
young mortals stick to the light of day
But one looks to find the fiend
and corners him at the brook
She asks him to drink her blood
so she can sink into the night
He sucks her dry
till shes but a husk
He lifts her head and slits his throat
and while she drinks she grabs his coat
They move away into the night
the pair are quite a sight
When the vampire comes out to play
young mortals stick to the light of day
But one looks to find the fiend
and corners him at the brook
She asks him to drink her blood
so she can sink into the night
He sucks her dry
till shes but a husk
He lifts her head and slits his throat
and while she drinks she grabs his coat
They move away into the night
the pair are quite a sight
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A Touch
A tentative touch,
only the brush of finger tips across skin,
nothing but a breathe of movement,
causing nothing short of meltdown.
Dreams and reality bleed into one another.
Sweeping hands ,
brush hair out of two faces,
while silent eyes ,
watch their opposite.
Reality ceases to exist.
Gasping sighs,
loving looks,
wondrous life,
time stands still,
as dreams take over.
only the brush of finger tips across skin,
nothing but a breathe of movement,
causing nothing short of meltdown.
Dreams and reality bleed into one another.
Sweeping hands ,
brush hair out of two faces,
while silent eyes ,
watch their opposite.
Reality ceases to exist.
Gasping sighs,
loving looks,
wondrous life,
time stands still,
as dreams take over.
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*Grins* not telling what brought on this bit of inspiration!
Okay this outfit i’m going to describe is for a boy with shoulders a little broad,pale clear white skin, thin narrow waiste, slim hips, long thin arms , large fine boned hands,long neck, long lithe legs, long brown red hair, pale stormy blue eyes that sometimes turn green.The bot is very fey-ish in nature.
*Dark Black velvet Shirt: Would have to have a vipper in the back to fit correctly
with long sleeves that sort of over over the wrists(possible skin tight to hand and attatch to middle finger,
sort of a skin tight turtleneck with o extra piece just velvet that covers up to a centemeter below the jaw and neck conection,
slits or holes in the the shoulders to expose skin
shirt skin tight over chest and abdomen a little short over the top of pants exposing a little skin
*Pants : material possiblities :
Leather: just skin tight, black, butter soft.
Jean: black , also skin tight, slightly worn in possible stonbe washed
Linen/or alternate fabric: black,slightly baggy in the leg lenghth but fitting well to waiste and hips
*Accessories:
cape: draped across shoulders and secured with a silver brooch/pin
belt: silver link metal for leather and jeans, a black leather belt for linen or other pants
rings: silver,with a least one on each hand
Leather thong/strip:black, to hold back long hair
boots: black leather mid calf, silver buckles and such
*Dark Black velvet Shirt: Would have to have a vipper in the back to fit correctly
with long sleeves that sort of over over the wrists(possible skin tight to hand and attatch to middle finger,
sort of a skin tight turtleneck with o extra piece just velvet that covers up to a centemeter below the jaw and neck conection,
slits or holes in the the shoulders to expose skin
shirt skin tight over chest and abdomen a little short over the top of pants exposing a little skin
*Pants : material possiblities :
Leather: just skin tight, black, butter soft.
Jean: black , also skin tight, slightly worn in possible stonbe washed
Linen/or alternate fabric: black,slightly baggy in the leg lenghth but fitting well to waiste and hips
*Accessories:
cape: draped across shoulders and secured with a silver brooch/pin
belt: silver link metal for leather and jeans, a black leather belt for linen or other pants
rings: silver,with a least one on each hand
Leather thong/strip:black, to hold back long hair
boots: black leather mid calf, silver buckles and such
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October
Copper and gold
bitter and warming cold
it is your time
October hath come.
Golden rays of sun
your time to shine grows smaller
as your sister takes her place
swimming through the sky
Lovers dance
with the movement of the stars
their celestial waltz creating a guideline
across the heavens
Misted breathes
caressing hands
shuddered gasps
silent screams that rip thru cooling nights
The time of Samhain comes
this period rises to its end
wolves hunt, owls fly,
humans: lie and cry, die and fly, love and lose, judge and wrong and all because
October hath come.
bitter and warming cold
it is your time
October hath come.
Golden rays of sun
your time to shine grows smaller
as your sister takes her place
swimming through the sky
Lovers dance
with the movement of the stars
their celestial waltz creating a guideline
across the heavens
Misted breathes
caressing hands
shuddered gasps
silent screams that rip thru cooling nights
The time of Samhain comes
this period rises to its end
wolves hunt, owls fly,
humans: lie and cry, die and fly, love and lose, judge and wrong and all because
October hath come.
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Corridor of Endless Doors
I walk down a long corridor
doors on all sides
no seeming end to the monotony.
A little girl with dark hair and empty eyes enters from a door on my right
she blinks her hollow sockets and asks me
"what do you see?"
She is gone
not just disappeared or hidden
but melted away as if she never existed.
I walk down the hall way of endless doors and come to a window
its an emergency escape hatch like on a bus
but this one shows only darkness out side it.
I walk on and come to little boy who has no ears
he twists his head side to side seemingly desperate for some simple sound
he asks me " What do you hear?"
He walks away muttering to himself
he opens the emergency window and clambers through
rushing back to the lone window I see nothing but space.
I walk farther along this empty path and come to a a black door
in front of the door stands a silent boy older then me leaning against it
he is as pale as the blank walls around us and as colored as the door behind him.
Pushing of his resting place he comes to me and takes my face in his hands
leaning in close enough to my face he looks into my eyes
then turns my face and whispers in my ear " what do you want?"
The opposite boy moves away to face his door again
in a soft voice he asks
"what do you wish for?"
he reaches out and leaves his hand hanging out in the air between us
he opens the black door, a door that opens on to nothing
he turns his head back to me and asks " Will you trust?"
No more is said, I move my eyes to my endless chamber of doors
an unchanging path, a stagnant knowledge of an unending nothing
I move my eyes back to his face and find a look in his eyes that matches my own.
the boy with no ears walks in from the empty door
he hugs my waist and steps away
he looks at me and says " what life will you choose?"
The girl with no eyes appears from behind on the path
she walks up to me and takes ear-less boys hand and then looks at me
"Will you choose to be alone in endless knowledge? Or in ending change?"
I look at opposite boy and ear-less boy and eye-less girl
I turn to my corridor of doors
I look at the dark unknown through the dark door.
I take opposite boys hand
we four step over the thresh hold of the darkened door
and into an endless world of a millions possibilities
with a window and one darkened door leading to a hall of endless doors.
doors on all sides
no seeming end to the monotony.
A little girl with dark hair and empty eyes enters from a door on my right
she blinks her hollow sockets and asks me
"what do you see?"
She is gone
not just disappeared or hidden
but melted away as if she never existed.
I walk down the hall way of endless doors and come to a window
its an emergency escape hatch like on a bus
but this one shows only darkness out side it.
I walk on and come to little boy who has no ears
he twists his head side to side seemingly desperate for some simple sound
he asks me " What do you hear?"
He walks away muttering to himself
he opens the emergency window and clambers through
rushing back to the lone window I see nothing but space.
I walk farther along this empty path and come to a a black door
in front of the door stands a silent boy older then me leaning against it
he is as pale as the blank walls around us and as colored as the door behind him.
Pushing of his resting place he comes to me and takes my face in his hands
leaning in close enough to my face he looks into my eyes
then turns my face and whispers in my ear " what do you want?"
The opposite boy moves away to face his door again
in a soft voice he asks
"what do you wish for?"
he reaches out and leaves his hand hanging out in the air between us
he opens the black door, a door that opens on to nothing
he turns his head back to me and asks " Will you trust?"
No more is said, I move my eyes to my endless chamber of doors
an unchanging path, a stagnant knowledge of an unending nothing
I move my eyes back to his face and find a look in his eyes that matches my own.
the boy with no ears walks in from the empty door
he hugs my waist and steps away
he looks at me and says " what life will you choose?"
The girl with no eyes appears from behind on the path
she walks up to me and takes ear-less boys hand and then looks at me
"Will you choose to be alone in endless knowledge? Or in ending change?"
I look at opposite boy and ear-less boy and eye-less girl
I turn to my corridor of doors
I look at the dark unknown through the dark door.
I take opposite boys hand
we four step over the thresh hold of the darkened door
and into an endless world of a millions possibilities
with a window and one darkened door leading to a hall of endless doors.
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Chained angel
Oh chained angel,
what form does your revenge take?
Will your bonds of leather and silver disapear,
and leave you free?
Will the dagger in your hands,
destroy your cager or youself?
Will you die,
will you live?
Oh pure snow white creature,
how can you live with bondage?
Hrm okay that sucked just a little but I needed something to go with this scetch that i have going of an angel....the angel is sort of dresses in leather slit pants, chains, buckles on pants and boots, a studded leather like corset, large-ish flowing wings,shoulder length hair that covers most of her face and she has a jagged shaped dagger in her manacled hands....
okay I know that sort of sounds like bondage...and that also sounds kind of kinky...er....wait a second.....oh never mind. Forget this explaination.
*goes of screen and knocks self out*
what form does your revenge take?
Will your bonds of leather and silver disapear,
and leave you free?
Will the dagger in your hands,
destroy your cager or youself?
Will you die,
will you live?
Oh pure snow white creature,
how can you live with bondage?
Hrm okay that sucked just a little but I needed something to go with this scetch that i have going of an angel....the angel is sort of dresses in leather slit pants, chains, buckles on pants and boots, a studded leather like corset, large-ish flowing wings,shoulder length hair that covers most of her face and she has a jagged shaped dagger in her manacled hands....
okay I know that sort of sounds like bondage...and that also sounds kind of kinky...er....wait a second.....oh never mind. Forget this explaination.
*goes of screen and knocks self out*
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