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Relic was a normal girl, at least on the surface her mind was an whole different kind story,
she was a person that could remember everything she had seen or read. I would say that is a curse but Relic kept saying it is a gift to have that kind of ability. But really believe me at times she was worse than a monster. Not only when we had school tests but always there was a time when I didn't remember a boy that had talked to me,he wasn't that interesting so I kind of forgot about him. The next week Relic asked how the talk with with Brian went. I was like uh who is that, then Relic would explain what kind of person this Brian was telling things I don't even want to know or didn't know before she had told me. I said to her that is my problem not yours so don''t bug me with those useless talk. Relic wouldn't stop with that she said something so weird like you are made for each other. That really would freak someone out.
But that isn't what I wanted to tell you. Day or so ago something out of the world happened to Relic. A really good looking guy came towards her and said “ Can the two of us meet at sundown today.” who would even use the term sundown, isn't it common to use sunset or something like that.
“ were do you want to meet?” was Relic answer
again something is wrong with this wouldn't you first ask who that person is or why he wants to meet you there, after that it became really quite I still don't understand why, maybe they didn't want me to listen to their conversation. Then did they talk with their minds linked. Can they even hear my thoughts. Need to think about something else. Not about them, weirdo's.
After the few minutes of silence that guy turned around and walked away.
“what was that about?” I asked Relic
“ooh nothing much, we are going to meet this evening to talk about a few things”
“but what was the silence about”
“we tried to understand each other by looking in the other persons eyes”
“did it work?”
“I think it did?”
“ so you are going to meet him? Where?”
“ I don't know yet, think I will feel his presence and the image were he is standing”
“ both of you are way to vague for your own good.”
“promise me that you will not follow me Irisis”
“I promise I will not follow you Relic”
“good then I will be going now, to make myself ready for the confrontation”
with these words Relic left me behind at school gates, I didn't really know why but I wondered around the city a little bit but in the end I ended at the riverbed I saw there the guy standing who talked to Relic, I hide myself behind some rocks that were laying around the bed. And watched the sunset thinking what this gorgeous looking guy wanted with Relic. A bit before sunset I saw Relic walking towards the guy. What I didn't know was why I could hear them speak though I didn't see their mouths moving. It was as if they spoke in my mind.
“what do you want of me Leon?”
“I want to know on which side you are?”
“not or your side that is for sure, I have fought to many of your brethren to even consider to join the Gifhound clan”
“but you need to pick a stand before the Vanished Goddess returns to rule over this world again”
“I don't see the point, I will help those who are in need but those who are bugging me I will fight them”
“then there is no other way, you are against the god who is no on the throne”
“that I didn't say I just don't agree with him at times”
“then we need to duel”
“to the death”
why would my friend even consider a duel to the death being dead has never given an answer Relic knows this. Maybe it has something to do with why I can hear them even though they are not speaking.
Then I heard this Leon person shout “donder”
and I saw Relic making a move with her hands and she just said in a normal voice “Turtle schild” and around her there was an instant shield that protected her from his attacks. But Relic's attacks didn't hit either, they fought like this for over an hour but still there was no victor, I saw something light up on Relics arm she moved her right hand closer over something that looked like a rare gem and she had a long sword in her hand. But I also saw Leon do the same but with both hands it seems that he was a twin wielder, it took them some time before the fight really started But they seemed equally matched then really all of a sudden Relic took a hit, she couldn't evade or use her shield. It was really bad . Then Relic spoke again
“sorry Leon but I will not let you have this victory”
with these words she severed Leons head from his body.
It took a few seconds before the body fell.
In that time Relic called me”Irisis I know you are there come to me I need to explain a few things to you”
she tried to explain the things but couldn't tell me everything. Only that she was born with that curse of hers. Relic started to explain why this Leon of the Gifhounds challenged her but she died before she could end the explanation. Even to this day it is still a question to me.
Castle in the Sky
Once the most terrified place now just a shadow of the past. The castle is now collapsed and deserted by hundred of years while loosing itself in a thick fog above the little sea town. Looking at it from above, is like a star which lost its shinning. People still fear its presence, still thinking that the “thing” which lived there still walks through the collapsed halls in the night.
A creature that nobody knew from where it came or how the story passed from generation to generation. Or if is any truth in it... The rumors say that “it” came in a starless night, when the moon faded away between the heavy and dark clouds, when the old and senile king was dying and he was screaming for immortality, youth and more conquests… It is said at first he was just a human, a medic. Then the new king punished him for the death of his father destroying his human form with acid, making look like a creature
Or that “It” was a creature from the start without a name, without a face or a soul to die. A monster which isn’t alive anymore but neither death. A presence without a body and heart to hold on of someone. Just a corpse in the duty of the old kings which ruled the region of Xiang. A phantom captive in a cage of rocks.
But many kings ,killers and poor people, hundreds years ago were coming to the so called “castle in the sky”, name which came from its location, above the town, build in the mountain, to have their desire fulfilled by the creature which was living in the castle. Their dreams could become reality with only one drop of blood from “it”, but for that they needed an item from the persons they wanted to harm or save. The room in what the ritual was being made between them was in a big room covered only with black mirrors.
“ The mirrors shows me a black heart beating in your fragile human body. What do you need from me a - curse, a death wish or just happiness for you or the person you love? Touch with the item the gift I’ll give. And the wish you have in mind, reality shall become, when the crimson moon will vanished between the dark clouds of storm."
This was always the answer each person was receiving each time they met the creature. But they never saw it. Ahead on a throne was something which was similar to a puppet in their mind. Never moving only from the arm blood was falling down drop by drop. The creature never spoke directly to the humans. Always in the room was a young man with red and long hair, skinny and black eyes and hollow. Then the boy was approaching the person which requested the wish and was bringing the silver plate filled with blood in which the item was then put shortly and in the mind his wish was asking to become reality.
“ The wish soon will become reality. Burn the item, destroy it or buried it. Near the victim of this curse then a fragment put with it in the grave.” The young man whispered to the guest, which was warring a mask to cover his or her identity.
The moon was always red above the little town, like the blood which was spilled. The sky was always covered by dark clouds, only the crimson moon was showing, like it was watching over the world. From the castle always screams were being heard. Screams of pain and sorrow. Always embraced by darkness in which light during night was forbidden by the king.
Day by day people where coming. But the worthy were only those which were chosen by the young man to meet “it’. “ In hell his soul already is, is no escape. Just emptiness and suffer, for them who come to us, my son Just like us..” said hardly from the old and rotten throne the creature. “ I’m dying, my body is rotten than this piece of throne I once thought will be everything, now is older and collapsing like my flesh is falling upon me”. Said it while the blood started changing the color slowly and become impure.” Greedy and heartless humans will receive their punish, like me, someday, for wishing what should not “
The rumors were close to the truth. The creature was the old king of the land, which once was a big country and blossomed, cursed by the medic which was a wizard. Now is just a little town with opening toward the sea and the old demolished “castle in the sky”.
The king wanted to live a long life and never die – he got his wish. He got immortality in a rotten body. Wanted to rule over people and conquer rich countries – got it. He got to rule the greedy and black hearts from each human toward a road filled only with a burning sorrow and an endless pain. But he also could rule over the people with a pure heart, releasing them from the daily pain. The curse of the wizard took his older son with him in hell as well. “Without of your one of your son’s blood, you’ll die”. The wizard said before dying in suffering by the kind hand after his life got prolonged and his healthy once again. “Your castle will collapse and with you will take your own country. I curse you to live and see it falling one day…”
“Son, soon I shall become like the dust and at last I’ll become one with my people”. Said the old king while he took down his mask down and headed slowly toward the man from his face. His face was unwatchable, ugly like the kings which came to him for their wishes. He took his son from neck and made him kneel in the front of him like he was just a puppet and started drinking his blood with thirst and greedy. “ But I wont die today”… He said. While the young man collapsed on his feet. “Get up…I need you to play your role.” And kicked the man hard in his stomach. Yes he was a creature. The guilt feeling was never lasting after the was sucking his own child blood. And The old door opened and people started enter again, one by one, asking wishes to be fulfilled
I ran through the streets like a bull, pushing people to the side. Some tripped; others just regained their balanced and ran. I wasn’t the only one like this; everyone was running through the streets. Some screamed others cried. Then you had the people like me, running in silence, running against the crowd. They didn’t know it but that way was a dead end, and yes I could of told them that but at a time like this you can only think about one person and that is yourself.
“AHHHHHH!” I stopped running after I heard that, the high pitch girl screamed, it echoed throughout the streets. As everyone else stopped running and fell silent just to see why the lady was screaming even though we all knew what was happening. We all starred with open eyes and dropped jaws as we witnessed what we all feared. Blood was gushing from her neck; her vocal cord was being ripped out of her throat by his jaw. We all starred for what seemed like eternity until another scream broke the silence. There was another attack; this sent everyone into a frenzy. They started Kicking and screaming as they tried to escape into the same direction, I on the other hand just ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction. Some people saw me and tried to stop me. “What is a little girl doing here by herself, come with me quickly and run this way” I just ignored them and continued to run the way I wanted to. Soon I was away from the crowd and the city was silent except for the random sounds of destruction and fire burning. The people on the news said not to go outside, but I didn’t listen. They said don’t try and contact people on the outside, I didn’t listen. They said find shelter, well… I’m going to listen. I was on a search and it was getting dark and knowing what lurks in the corners and shadows I will need a place to stay. After a couple minutes I found a place, it was a small convenience store that was in the back of the alley, hidden from view. It was the perfect hiding place. It had food and a chain fence that could be brought down when the store was closed. I made sure to use it, as the sun fell and the sounds of moans and groans grew ever louder I made sure to hide within my hiding place. I grabbed some food and juice and took shelter in the cellar beneath the store. I will make it through this I thought, I will find my sister and we both will survive this epidemic. I’m all see has left and I know she’s scarred, being a eight year old at a time like this won’t be fun, and I know I have to be there for her. First when the sun raises ill go check the school she attends and … “HURRRR” I stopped thinking, that sound what was it. Surly no one else was here; I mean I made sure I checked everywhere. Then it happened again, the sound, a trademark letting you know they were there and you had to get out. I bolted to the door of the cellar and franticly tried to open it, but it didn’t budge then I heard another sound. A sound from outside the cellar and in the store. The sound of people walking on broken glass and they were moaning. How did I miss the sound of them breaking in I thought, but my thoughts were cut short as I felt something grab my leg. I turned with tears already running down my face. It was a man with his face half burned off. His jaw was unhinged and a big hole through his shoulder, I covered my mouth as I almost threw up from the smell, tears just gushing from my face I lifted my other leg and kicked him in the face, sending him stumbling back. “Shit” I yelled out loud as I started running through the cellar trying to find another exit. As I ran more and more of the monster started to appear, my search became more frantic, until I stopped and just sat on the ground. There is no exit, I was going to die down here and leave my baby sis in this world of terror. I saw them coming closer; they were slow, a little too slow. As they approached my tears stopped, and I just started screaming...
the atmosphere was ominous as the air was thick to breathe on this day of celebration, it was the middle of a month in Summer. Sun Scorching hot. Trash every where in this oasis of a metropolis called Gerf Junction.
As Darwin was on a long walk on a sidewalk with grass stains he came upon a terrible stench that in his job had to clean it up. He started quickly cause he could hardly breathe. Darwin was a city Cleaner worker.
While doing so, A person came walking through. When he looked up he turned pale as he know he just saw a ghost. Cause it was His long dead wife Gena, He halted for a second, but he knew he needed get out of there cause the stench was bad, So went back to work with one eye watching the ghost walk on by.
Well with tears in his eyes over seeing the image or was it the smell, He managed to get his work done. Once he cleaned up he sprayed the area with disinfectant.
Darwin went back to his boss for some reason and told him what happen, The boss quickly fired him. he didn't want such a diluted fool working for him is what he said.
The next day he was hired back, because the boss was fired right after he fired him, Why you may ask? Gena's father ran the company and knew Darwin wouldn't make stuff up like that plus there was no policy for ghosts in his company and besides Gena said Hi for the first time to him in years that night, She never said hi when she was alive even though the company he owned was Gena's Cleaning services yep named after her.
So it goes to show you what comes around goes around, but beware of who you tell things to cause you never know what will happen, but if you do tell a adventure of uncertainty may await or not.
Gena ghost keeps walking on and on in peace knowing things worked out for the two living love ones she loved the most in life..
I had this dream once when I was younger. During a raging storm in the darkness of night, I was in a very small boat in the middle of the sea. All alone. I didn’t know where I was, and didn’t know what to do, so I just laid down in my boat and cried. I was filled with so much confusion, so much fear, I didn’t know where I was going. All of a sudden an extremely powerful tremor rocked the bottom of my boat, harder than the waves and the storms, and I sprung my previously rigid body up in complete fear. What I saw made me wish I never got up to see it in the first place. The water began swirling into what was a giant black hole, sucking everything into it, and all I could think was “please just be done with it all now,” and I’d always wake up after this point.
Please just be done with it all now.
My name is Scott. I was a pretty average guy working at a paper company. Callen (name of the company) sells bulks of paper, any kind of paper, to people who need paper, and at low prices. Well the last part is a total lie since Callen totally rips people off compared to others, and they use a real low quality method to refine leaves into paper, but that’s getting too technical. As my life was based around paper, I’m naturally paper white. Aside from work, I never really saw much of the outside world. I traveled to work, came back, browsed the web, napped, browsed the web some more, slept, and started the whole routine over again. On a weekend, I might call a friend and hang out, but that’s only if I felt like it.
Monday however was the first interesting thing that happened to me in my miserable 25 years of existence. As I was walking to my car out in front of my apartment complex, I could see over the busy intersection, that annoyed me most mornings, a “Grand Opening” sign. Usually, when opportunity for something interesting comes knocking at my door, I mistake it as a Jehovah’s Witness and send him off. This particular sign however had an intriguing aura about it. Not only were the words “Grand” and “Opening” written on it, but it had pictures of very detailed- fine I’ll admit it- very bare girls holding guitars. What can I say, sex sells. I decided to walk over to the store only to find out it was a guitar shop. I was never a musically gifted person; in fact I was never gifted in anything. I never really tried my hand at music, but I could just kinda tell. You know?
I opened the door, expecting to be swarmed by a harem of beautiful blonde rock n’ roll bombshells filled with tattoos, almost like a drawing book. However, against all expectations, it was actually a guitar shop. A very small one, devoid of life. But a guitar shop filled with a wide variety of guitars of all sizes and colors just painting the wall and staring me right in the face, almost mocking me.
“Hey bro, welcome to Phoenix Guitar Shop. Can I help you?” said a young kid in tight jeans, a purple shirt and black bandana around his unkempt hair.
“Just browsing around now, I’ll get you if I need anything” I replied.
“Alright, I’ll be in that corner over there” he said, as he pointed to a corner surrounded by guitars and a tall black box with lots of knobs and a lit red light.
As he walked to his corner, I began analyzing the six stringed bodies in front of me. ‘These damn things cost a fortune’ was the first thing I thought of to myself. I was about to lean forward to touch the guitar, until my ears were literally melted off by a gigantic noise emanating from that mysterious black box with knobs and a red light. I jumped in fright as the noise scared me. I looked toward the young kid to mentally curse him out, and as I finally laid eyes upon him, my heart stopped. Something so normal could make me feel like how I did at that time, ‘I must be losing my mind’ I thought. The young man’s eyes were closed and his chin was raised. One leg was raised up and planted on the bench in front of him, while his other leg was locked in to place on the ground with the guitar’s groove rested on the knee of his elevated leg. His bandana was slowly beginning to untie itself as he rocked his head to the movements of the rhythm. The rhythm was beginning to get faster and faster, making me feel like I was entering war and the guitar was playing the symphony of my heart, pouring out all of my feelings and emotions into the open for all to hear the rage and anger and loneliness and sadness that swamped me for all my life. But those feelings were being vanquished as I witnessed something I have never had before, and the one thing I had needed but never known. Passion.
I purchased a Fender Stratocaster, but was late to work that day, as well as every other day for a week. That Friday, I told my boss I’m quitting. I wasn’t really thinking too clearly, but I couldn’t get this whole guitar thing out of my head. I think I finally figured out what the end of that dream meant. The black hole that sucked me in wasn’t meant to kill me, but it was my passion reaching out to me when I was lost in a far off and turbulent place, and sucked me into its vices. And now, I’m leaving for my band’s first gig. It was good to meet you at The Boxer’s show, can’t wait to see you at my gig too!
Once upon a time in Bombay
Once upon a time in Bombay
A very poor family expected a boy
And he was born with Aries as his star
Although he doesn’t believe in it so far
He didn’t have any silver spoon in his mouth
The child was always sick, and used to scream and shout
His family couldn't even afford to feed him milk
Or wrap him in a cloth which was made of silk
In his childhood he never wore a pamper
All he saw was the dark side of life the unseen chamber
He didn’t have all those shiny things or those jingling bells
That little boy was aware of his condition, more than anyone else
But as he grew up the times had change
He found himself in a new place, with everything better but strange
That didn’t change the behavior of that boy
For in his lifetime he never broke a toy
He understood what people wanted to say, before they speak
The world was too cruel and people preferred strong over the weak
For he has seen the world behind the curtains, the reality
The chain of life the truth, that everything is partiality
But that little boy couldn’t help it, as he would always fail
Cause he ain't any charming prince from the Fairytail
Everyday he looks at the man he wants to be in the mirror
But this shit ain't easy, its like building a bridge by dropping gravels into the river
One day he wishes to make his parents proud, before he crashes
And Rise up like Smoke, leaving the World down to ashes.
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why would anyone want to be a bill/debt collector?
so you get ready for work, look at yourself in the mirror and say..."time to go torture and harass people who are already struggling as it is!"... : D