Ok here's the deal I've had s**t going on and I'll be honest I have know idea when I'll be on this summer. So, here is something I started the other day, and before you eat my face off I HAVE NOT FOUND TIME TO EDIT THIS PROPERLY! I was supposed to be writing an essay so I wrote this in wingdings (a font that is all symbols) so the teacher would not know I was writing this. in succesive posts I will continue the story but for now this is what I've got SO THERE. smile
I'll be on when I can See youse on the fall!
this is the story of how I became what i now am this is the sort of they day they took my soul.
they took my soul and i died that day i will never forget how they took life itself away from me.
they came in the night those phantoms, they stole my people and tore the souls from the children and they made the adults watch. the adults were then tortured to death and the soulless children were bound to eternal slavery lest their soul be destroyed and the husk of a child that remained would die.
soulless children make hard workers but they come at a price the children must never see the sunlight or drink the golden milk from the center of the magic lotus. if they see the sunlight they have hope of freedom that consumes them and kills them. if they drink the golden milk of the magic lotus they regain their soul no matter how much dark magic has been used to tear it from them. I was lucky I survived long enough to see the sunlight on my master’s pilgrimage to the temple of the lotus but i was smart and did not let on that I had seen the sun or that i was going to escape by the only means possible.
They always told us that we could never escape and there was no way to regain our souls without the help of more dark magic but no one knew that i was a student among my people and upon seeing the sunlight i remembered how to escape. At the opportune moment I broke free and was able to drink some of the golden milk from the center of the lotus. it was then that my master became less than my equal.
once i had my soul back they feared me because they thought i would tell the other slave children they tempted me with power and wealth but i refused saying “I am going to leave here as a whole person today, but someday I will return for my people and I will seek you out and nowhere in this land will you be safe from my wrath.”
“wake up Darsa.” said Karic. “You were dreaming again.”
“What time it it?” I asked rather irritated.
“Almost dawn, we better get moving.” he said climbing out of the tree we had stopped at the night before. . . .
I'll be on when I can See youse on the fall!
this is the story of how I became what i now am this is the sort of they day they took my soul.
they took my soul and i died that day i will never forget how they took life itself away from me.
they came in the night those phantoms, they stole my people and tore the souls from the children and they made the adults watch. the adults were then tortured to death and the soulless children were bound to eternal slavery lest their soul be destroyed and the husk of a child that remained would die.
soulless children make hard workers but they come at a price the children must never see the sunlight or drink the golden milk from the center of the magic lotus. if they see the sunlight they have hope of freedom that consumes them and kills them. if they drink the golden milk of the magic lotus they regain their soul no matter how much dark magic has been used to tear it from them. I was lucky I survived long enough to see the sunlight on my master’s pilgrimage to the temple of the lotus but i was smart and did not let on that I had seen the sun or that i was going to escape by the only means possible.
They always told us that we could never escape and there was no way to regain our souls without the help of more dark magic but no one knew that i was a student among my people and upon seeing the sunlight i remembered how to escape. At the opportune moment I broke free and was able to drink some of the golden milk from the center of the lotus. it was then that my master became less than my equal.
once i had my soul back they feared me because they thought i would tell the other slave children they tempted me with power and wealth but i refused saying “I am going to leave here as a whole person today, but someday I will return for my people and I will seek you out and nowhere in this land will you be safe from my wrath.”
“wake up Darsa.” said Karic. “You were dreaming again.”
“What time it it?” I asked rather irritated.
“Almost dawn, we better get moving.” he said climbing out of the tree we had stopped at the night before. . . .
