Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday
Just wanted to say congratulations to the symphonic band for getting a silver. Even though mostly everyone got a silver in the pm session....(ACS independent got gold with honors..) Hope we get a half day like rumors said. Weekends were pretty decent i guess, forgot what i did though.. I just cant remember what i wanted to say..
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
The last moment of regret
o_O. I guess since the blog is kinda new ill post once a day for now. There are quite a few pieces of work that i would like to put up. Their kinda like one shots but i dont chew them up like the ones below. Comment please
The Last Moment of Regret
The gentle gust of wind caressed the individual strands of golden, feathery hair. The heavenly streaks of blinding light forced the darkness onto the stunted grass. The hem of clean white fabric reached out into the air. In the distance, a presence of a wandering boy grew stronger. He pushed his short, mahogany hair to match the flow of refreshing breeze, and looked up at the angelic figure of a young girl erect on the broken hill. He lost focus of everything else and advanced on towards the elevated land.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The wind evolved into a strong gale and charged at his face. He shielded his eyes with his forearm and continued up the hill. The girl was now a clear vision to him now. She stood solemnly atop the earth beneath her, back towards the boy.
“Why does it matter?” she questioned in a strange, weak sounding voice.
The boy had no idea what kind of question had been asked.
“Don’t you have a name?” he asked.
The girl continued to speak away from his face.
“There is no point in having a name,” she told him.
“What?”
“There is no point. We are all given life at birth, only to be taken in many years to come. Thus, there is no reason to have a name, or for one to know a name, as we will all be forgotten eventually, making our existence unnecessary.”
The boy stood a short distance from her.
“Yes, we eventually will be forgotten in the end, but still, we can all at least be known and remembered as long as we still have life.”
There was a calm silence.
“You have not answered my previous question.”
“Why are you worried about that now? I thought you said we’re given life, but it’s taken later, so there would be no point in life. Have you changed your opinion?”
The girl couldn’t answer.
“What are you doing out here anyways?”
She hesitated to respond.
“Why do you care?”
The boy was puzzled.
“I don’t know. I’m just curious. You looked a little lonely at first glance.”
“So this is pity?”
He wandered around on the slightly grassy hilltop, staying close by the girl.
“It just felt sad when that thought came to my mind. I guess I just wanted to rid you of that.”
She quieted down and continued to look off away from him.
“Well, I can see you are not in need of my company. Goodbye.”
He turned back and began to part.
“Wait…”
He faced back around. The sight presented before him was saddening and grim. The girl now stood facing him. Her face was adorned with a warm, pleasant smile. Her hands were held close to her chest. Her dress was stained with dark red. Crimson-colored streams trailed down her arms, which gripped on tightly to a slender, silver handle of the bloody tool. The boy stared in shock. He ran and caught her mid-way on her descent. The silver weapon landed on the ground. She inched closer to him and spoke into his ear.
“My name… My name is…”
The girl smiled and her eyes slowly closed up. She lay lifeless in his shaking arms…
The sun rose once again, floating above the world and inviting the warm weather into the grassy area below it. Footsteps approached the beautiful scenery. A man walked up the gradual hill and closed in on the slab of grey in the middle of the peaceful surroundings. A rainbow bouquet escaped from his hand. He paused and focused onto the untidy epitaph chiselled under the name only once spoken.
The last moment of regret will carry her spirit onwards…
The wind disheveled his short, brown hair.
“…Where her memory remains forever, in my heart…”
~~~
Please dont tell me its to "chim"... Seriously. Dont
The Last Moment of Regret
The gentle gust of wind caressed the individual strands of golden, feathery hair. The heavenly streaks of blinding light forced the darkness onto the stunted grass. The hem of clean white fabric reached out into the air. In the distance, a presence of a wandering boy grew stronger. He pushed his short, mahogany hair to match the flow of refreshing breeze, and looked up at the angelic figure of a young girl erect on the broken hill. He lost focus of everything else and advanced on towards the elevated land.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The wind evolved into a strong gale and charged at his face. He shielded his eyes with his forearm and continued up the hill. The girl was now a clear vision to him now. She stood solemnly atop the earth beneath her, back towards the boy.
“Why does it matter?” she questioned in a strange, weak sounding voice.
The boy had no idea what kind of question had been asked.
“Don’t you have a name?” he asked.
The girl continued to speak away from his face.
“There is no point in having a name,” she told him.
“What?”
“There is no point. We are all given life at birth, only to be taken in many years to come. Thus, there is no reason to have a name, or for one to know a name, as we will all be forgotten eventually, making our existence unnecessary.”
The boy stood a short distance from her.
“Yes, we eventually will be forgotten in the end, but still, we can all at least be known and remembered as long as we still have life.”
There was a calm silence.
“You have not answered my previous question.”
“Why are you worried about that now? I thought you said we’re given life, but it’s taken later, so there would be no point in life. Have you changed your opinion?”
The girl couldn’t answer.
“What are you doing out here anyways?”
She hesitated to respond.
“Why do you care?”
The boy was puzzled.
“I don’t know. I’m just curious. You looked a little lonely at first glance.”
“So this is pity?”
He wandered around on the slightly grassy hilltop, staying close by the girl.
“It just felt sad when that thought came to my mind. I guess I just wanted to rid you of that.”
She quieted down and continued to look off away from him.
“Well, I can see you are not in need of my company. Goodbye.”
He turned back and began to part.
“Wait…”
He faced back around. The sight presented before him was saddening and grim. The girl now stood facing him. Her face was adorned with a warm, pleasant smile. Her hands were held close to her chest. Her dress was stained with dark red. Crimson-colored streams trailed down her arms, which gripped on tightly to a slender, silver handle of the bloody tool. The boy stared in shock. He ran and caught her mid-way on her descent. The silver weapon landed on the ground. She inched closer to him and spoke into his ear.
“My name… My name is…”
The girl smiled and her eyes slowly closed up. She lay lifeless in his shaking arms…
The sun rose once again, floating above the world and inviting the warm weather into the grassy area below it. Footsteps approached the beautiful scenery. A man walked up the gradual hill and closed in on the slab of grey in the middle of the peaceful surroundings. A rainbow bouquet escaped from his hand. He paused and focused onto the untidy epitaph chiselled under the name only once spoken.
The last moment of regret will carry her spirit onwards…
The wind disheveled his short, brown hair.
“…Where her memory remains forever, in my heart…”
~~~
Please dont tell me its to "chim"... Seriously. Dont
Monday, March 23, 2009
The Dammed Chapter 1
Yah.. i just write theese stories in my free time so.. hate it or like it. I dont really know how other people will react sometimes. Give comments please. Enjoy. Its not as good as any story book out there but still...
The Dammed. Chapter 1 : The crime
What is this place.. This pathetic shit hole that I call my home. The people here, they crowd around me. They applaud as I stand above a meat pile. They smile, they laugh, some vomit. So pathetic, so disgusting…. A sea of blue come rushing in. They push the scum bags aside, paving their way towards me. Half of them vomit at the sight of their fallen comrade. How comedic.. I feel a sudden thwart on the back of my head. The senses are removed from my body.. the ground suddenly becomes my resting place.
Judge : Prisoner 76123, Johan , for the slaughter of 10 prison guards and 2 fellow prison mates. I hereby sentence you to life in the arena. Warden.. take him away.
The slob walked towards me.. glaring at me as if amused. It made me think.. wouldn't it be fun to do something "spcial"?. Before i knew it.. the slob grabbed my arm. Instincts kicked in and i hooked my feet to the stand. He kept tugging and tugging. Just plain pathetic..
Johan : Before you take me away to your so-called “arena”. Won’t you allow me to say a few… words?
Judge : Hmph. Say what you want. Trash like you can only survive so long in the arena.
Johan: Thank you. I would just like to say that.. When I get out of the arena.. I will slaughter every single on of you in this court.. You just wait..
Warden : What a joke.. No one ever gets out of the arena. Alive that is.
As the warden dragged him out of the court. All he did was smile…
SO thats it.. Give comments please!!
Quote of the day : Im confuzzled
Gone....
Marcus
The Dammed. Chapter 1 : The crime
What is this place.. This pathetic shit hole that I call my home. The people here, they crowd around me. They applaud as I stand above a meat pile. They smile, they laugh, some vomit. So pathetic, so disgusting…. A sea of blue come rushing in. They push the scum bags aside, paving their way towards me. Half of them vomit at the sight of their fallen comrade. How comedic.. I feel a sudden thwart on the back of my head. The senses are removed from my body.. the ground suddenly becomes my resting place.
Judge : Prisoner 76123, Johan , for the slaughter of 10 prison guards and 2 fellow prison mates. I hereby sentence you to life in the arena. Warden.. take him away.
The slob walked towards me.. glaring at me as if amused. It made me think.. wouldn't it be fun to do something "spcial"?. Before i knew it.. the slob grabbed my arm. Instincts kicked in and i hooked my feet to the stand. He kept tugging and tugging. Just plain pathetic..
Johan : Before you take me away to your so-called “arena”. Won’t you allow me to say a few… words?
Judge : Hmph. Say what you want. Trash like you can only survive so long in the arena.
Johan: Thank you. I would just like to say that.. When I get out of the arena.. I will slaughter every single on of you in this court.. You just wait..
Warden : What a joke.. No one ever gets out of the arena. Alive that is.
As the warden dragged him out of the court. All he did was smile…
SO thats it.. Give comments please!!
Quote of the day : Im confuzzled
Gone....
Marcus
Saturday, March 21, 2009
First post. New blog. Same guy
A fresh new blog. I guess i'll try to keep updating it. Er.. So ya.. Im still in the process of updating the layout and shit. So, it'll look quite dull for awhile. Sorry about that. Anyways.. Nothing much to say now.. Just link me and stuff. Nevermind if you don't. Hope i don't offend anyone in the future on this blog and.. dont spam the box. It's very irritating to get a new box everytime a douche bag comes along.
So, sum things up : Dont spam, Tag box, Link , apologise, bullshit
Random quote : Life is a game. And with every game there are cheats
Gone, Marcus...
So, sum things up : Dont spam, Tag box, Link , apologise, bullshit
Random quote : Life is a game. And with every game there are cheats
Gone, Marcus...
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