The dark one's hand struck out,
to take another mortal from this plain.
Leaving everything behind;
to wander down the dark passages,
into the fiery hell of forever night.
'Set loose mine chains, evil ones!'
The sound is screaming;
torturous.
Others who had been trapped,
who are afflicted by disease and sores.
A fiery hell indeed,
burning and twisting;
pulsing and moving;
untraceable by pen,
matter not where sight lands.
Creatures crawling.
Limping and stalking,
feeding from the sorrow of lost conciousness,
and eternal pain and damnation.
Hope is lost,
immediately sucked from you by loneliness of the place.
It is not missed...
it had never been felt.
Never will the light of day shine again.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Music
I listened to some old songs a little while ago. They were alot better composed than music is now. As music progressed into what is now considered modern, it lost a lot of it's charm. The sounds now are generic: Opening riff(or whatever opens the song) first verses--> chorus ---> second verse--> chorus ---> possible break or riff--> chorus.
There's no diversity anymore. It's all the same sound (excepting a couple bands of course) with very little variation. Every once in a bands will come out with a song or two with a unique sound, and then all of a sudden everyone else has the same sound because people are fucking sheep. I'm pretty sick of it to be honest. I can't listen to music now without thinking, 'Jesus, I just listened to this exact tune 5 songs in a row.'
I think it's time for the big boy recording companies to let some different sounds be sponsered and recorded.
Just my two cents about that.
And fuck everyone for being stuck up asshole lately. I'm sick of being fucked around.
There's no diversity anymore. It's all the same sound (excepting a couple bands of course) with very little variation. Every once in a bands will come out with a song or two with a unique sound, and then all of a sudden everyone else has the same sound because people are fucking sheep. I'm pretty sick of it to be honest. I can't listen to music now without thinking, 'Jesus, I just listened to this exact tune 5 songs in a row.'
I think it's time for the big boy recording companies to let some different sounds be sponsered and recorded.
Just my two cents about that.
And fuck everyone for being stuck up asshole lately. I'm sick of being fucked around.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
A while
been what, a month and a half now? Oh well. That's not important. What's important is the writing. Life's been good, won league championships, everything is good with my favorite girl.
I'm going for my learners tomorrow, we'll see how that goes. I really hope I get it this time. If not, I'm gonna go for it as many times as it takes till I get it. I had a thought the other day, what if they set up some sort of program where you can get your graduated drivers license if you took a course of sorts.This would include the learners test if you don't have it, or even if you do. But have instructors teach you how to drive rather than just judge. I realize they have programs where instructors teach you, but they don't have any benefits besides lower insurance rates. Shouldn't you at least be able to get your learners through a program like that? I don't know, but it seems to me like it would be better getting it through first hand experience rather than reading a book and taking a paper test.
And also, I think I am quitting drugs after this weekend. I'll still drink, but I think weed is not doing anything for me anymore. When I toke with friends lately.. it just seems I get hungry and pass out. At parties it seems like I'm anti-social cuz I'm always off from the main party tokin up. It's not all bad though... and it is going to be tough to quit. I think I have the will power to do it. If I do this, then I think it will benefit my grade 12 year, and probably the rest of this year too.
I don't really have alot to rant about this time around, though the next time I'm angry about something worth ranting about I'm going to write it on here. Why not, Eh?
Stay Classy out there. 8D
I'm going for my learners tomorrow, we'll see how that goes. I really hope I get it this time. If not, I'm gonna go for it as many times as it takes till I get it. I had a thought the other day, what if they set up some sort of program where you can get your graduated drivers license if you took a course of sorts.This would include the learners test if you don't have it, or even if you do. But have instructors teach you how to drive rather than just judge. I realize they have programs where instructors teach you, but they don't have any benefits besides lower insurance rates. Shouldn't you at least be able to get your learners through a program like that? I don't know, but it seems to me like it would be better getting it through first hand experience rather than reading a book and taking a paper test.
And also, I think I am quitting drugs after this weekend. I'll still drink, but I think weed is not doing anything for me anymore. When I toke with friends lately.. it just seems I get hungry and pass out. At parties it seems like I'm anti-social cuz I'm always off from the main party tokin up. It's not all bad though... and it is going to be tough to quit. I think I have the will power to do it. If I do this, then I think it will benefit my grade 12 year, and probably the rest of this year too.
I don't really have alot to rant about this time around, though the next time I'm angry about something worth ranting about I'm going to write it on here. Why not, Eh?
Stay Classy out there. 8D
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Playing poker during math class
I'm sitting here at the teachers desk, playing poker. There is nothing better than this.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Cloak whipping in the wind behind him, Innail ran as fast as he could down the narrow, rocky crevice. Here and there and arrow whipped past him sinking into the mud or bouncing harmlessly off of a rock.
"Only a little farther, my companion!" He shouted to the sorcerer, who was only paces behind him.
"Until what?! We get to run in the trees? Those mastiffs will hunt us down faster in there than the horses or men can run in this crevice."
That's when the crevice ended.
A two hundred yard dash all the way to the tree's was all that was left. But what Innail saw caused him to stop dead in his tracks. Thousands of warriors adorned in black chain-male or black leather. Sitting in the middle of this sat one man in white.
Easy to pick out in the crowd already, he also sat upon one of the flying beasts that had been harassing them for the last three miles. This one was different; it was slightly larger and deep blood red scales encompassed it's mass, as an impenetrable shield.
"Intimidating." That was all he heard from the sorcerer who stood next to him. It was at that moment he realized that he could hear footsteps coming from behind them, and the arrows had stopped.
Squinting to take a closer look at the man in the white robes, he saw long flowing silver hair touched with one streak of deep rich brown on the bangs.
Then he saw the man's face.
"Jaeril! That's Jaeril! We marched together to the Battle of Vindi, fought side by side the entire time. Tough character... though a large surprise to see him leading such a large army."
"Well, it seems we will see what his intentions are in a few moments," The red creature stirred it's wings and lifted off, to power towards them. "Stay wary, always remember people can change very quickly once they have tasted power. He may not be the same man you remember."
With a giant thud it plopped down ten paces in front of them, it's neck stretched out. It looked Innail directly in the eye...
"Only a little farther, my companion!" He shouted to the sorcerer, who was only paces behind him.
"Until what?! We get to run in the trees? Those mastiffs will hunt us down faster in there than the horses or men can run in this crevice."
That's when the crevice ended.
A two hundred yard dash all the way to the tree's was all that was left. But what Innail saw caused him to stop dead in his tracks. Thousands of warriors adorned in black chain-male or black leather. Sitting in the middle of this sat one man in white.
Easy to pick out in the crowd already, he also sat upon one of the flying beasts that had been harassing them for the last three miles. This one was different; it was slightly larger and deep blood red scales encompassed it's mass, as an impenetrable shield.
"Intimidating." That was all he heard from the sorcerer who stood next to him. It was at that moment he realized that he could hear footsteps coming from behind them, and the arrows had stopped.
Squinting to take a closer look at the man in the white robes, he saw long flowing silver hair touched with one streak of deep rich brown on the bangs.
Then he saw the man's face.
"Jaeril! That's Jaeril! We marched together to the Battle of Vindi, fought side by side the entire time. Tough character... though a large surprise to see him leading such a large army."
"Well, it seems we will see what his intentions are in a few moments," The red creature stirred it's wings and lifted off, to power towards them. "Stay wary, always remember people can change very quickly once they have tasted power. He may not be the same man you remember."
With a giant thud it plopped down ten paces in front of them, it's neck stretched out. It looked Innail directly in the eye...
Thursday, February 5, 2009
"And then there shall be light!"
Light poured down onto the great plains, exposing vibrant hues of color. Innail could see for miles around, perched atop the hill some called Desolate Peak. Dry light brown and infertile soil covered the majority of the top. Being the only infertile land for hundreds of miles around and also the only large hill, it's name seemed quite fitting.
In the distance he could hear the thundering of thousands of hooves. An approaching army perhaps, but more likely just a roaming herd of horses. He looked over to the robed figure beside him, and whistled softly.
"Never seen anyone do that before."
Just moments before the skies had been overcast and rain seemed imminent. Apparently the sorcerer didn't have the patience for such things anymore.
The figure drawled as if he had just learned to speak the common language, "If you lived in the borderlands you would see it more often than not. Clouds cause shadows, and shadows conceal dark, dark beings."
Innail just nodded and looked ahead, far harder than needed, eyes open for threats.
"There's no need for that you know. It's not like anyone could sneak up on us while we travel these dreadfully dull lands."
Just then there was a foul screeching noise, and a winged creature wheeled overhead. It was black, with batlike wings and blood red eyes that seemed to be aglow. It screeched once more and returned back over the crest of the hill.
"Well... I was proven quite wrong, wasn't I?"
~~~~~~
Will continue another time. This is actually kind of interesting, I hope to write more about it. ^^
Light poured down onto the great plains, exposing vibrant hues of color. Innail could see for miles around, perched atop the hill some called Desolate Peak. Dry light brown and infertile soil covered the majority of the top. Being the only infertile land for hundreds of miles around and also the only large hill, it's name seemed quite fitting.
In the distance he could hear the thundering of thousands of hooves. An approaching army perhaps, but more likely just a roaming herd of horses. He looked over to the robed figure beside him, and whistled softly.
"Never seen anyone do that before."
Just moments before the skies had been overcast and rain seemed imminent. Apparently the sorcerer didn't have the patience for such things anymore.
The figure drawled as if he had just learned to speak the common language, "If you lived in the borderlands you would see it more often than not. Clouds cause shadows, and shadows conceal dark, dark beings."
Innail just nodded and looked ahead, far harder than needed, eyes open for threats.
"There's no need for that you know. It's not like anyone could sneak up on us while we travel these dreadfully dull lands."
Just then there was a foul screeching noise, and a winged creature wheeled overhead. It was black, with batlike wings and blood red eyes that seemed to be aglow. It screeched once more and returned back over the crest of the hill.
"Well... I was proven quite wrong, wasn't I?"
~~~~~~
Will continue another time. This is actually kind of interesting, I hope to write more about it. ^^
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