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A DriveAn endless row of cars, streaming down the road
Crawling forth an inch, brakes singing
The sun glaring harshly in her eyes
Exhaust filling her lungs
It was a road often not traveled
Merging into the traffic
What were the odds?
A hazy, angry night, trying to forget it all
Dropping a broken bottle of cheap whiskey
Fumbling for his keys, merrily jingling
The car engine roaring in his ears
It could have been anyone
Sitting in that car
Metal grinding into metal relentlessly
Crimson blood spilling on concrete
The wail of ambulance sirens
Desperate gasps for air
A tiny heart beat
Cafeteria RambleThere was a cozy little corner in the cafeteria where he liked to take his breakfast, lunch, and dinner. It was in this fashion he could sit facing away from the crowd of students eating their meals, and be at least somewhat shielded from the cacophony of sound that assaulted his ears.
There wasn't much to look at, in all honesty. The window was abominably filthy; the sill coated with a thick layer - some sort of hybrid blend of grime and dust that stuck greedily to your fingers if you tried to sweep it away. Streaks of a window cleaner could be seen on the glass panel - the result of previous, unsuccessful attempts at cleaning it.
Not that the state of the window mattered much, anyhow. Nobody else was sitting there, and he was content to stare down at his food, or at the questionably stained, off-white table.
He was acutely aware of the fact that he was a loner and gone through the usual identity struggle and coped with numerous incidences of unnecessary, yet eye-opening hu
HesitateThe emotions are piling up
Like flakes of falling snow
The whispers of a winter wind
Tell the truth he'll never know
The drops of rain are steady
Endless pour, never ceasing
I want to take the leap
But I don't know if I'm ready
Uncertainty clouds my mind
While Doubt and Fear align
A Shadow trembles in the dark
Of the one I left behind
Time is impatient and unsympathetic
As he hurries along ahead
But I am left to ponder
Filled with fear and dread
I can't see the road ahead
But the sky is filled with stars
How can one be so distant
And yet fill me with such warmth?
I want to move forward
And see what lies ahead
I can't stay here forever
But my legs feel as though they were made of lead
Would you meet me there?
Where our two worlds collide?
Tell me what you think of me?
Would you let me inside?
A PoemLook to the sky
Before you walk
There's a man up there
Who would like to have a talk
You'd have to squint to really see
Look to your left
Now to your right
He's a rather elusive man, isn't he?
But he likes to roam about
He won't come back, you know
even if you give a shout
There's a row of sunflowers in the thicket
If you're fast you'll catch him waiting
No, he has no interest in the flower
It's just the leaves he'll be painting
Pull the gate back and hear a creak
Before you have the chance to speak
Brush and paint clatter and splatter
And all that's left are emerald footprints
They'll lead you through the trees
Just when you've given up all hope
You catch the slightest glimpse
And curse your buckling knees
He's stopped by the river bend
Why, he's kneeling down
There's a happy little squeak
And he smiles at his new friend
Reach a hand out to tap his shoulder
Not quick enough, he's gone again
He'll be by the lake, perhaps
There's no need to cry
For his heart belongs t
Dragon of the Mountain Ch 7Finally, the third worthy traveler, now a well-seasoned warrior, approached the mountainside.
"O Great Dragon of the Mountainside, I have come to return your sword."
The Dragon once again revealed itself, and looked expectantly at the warrior.
The warrior suddenly lunged, striking the chest of the Dragon with its own sword. The sword did not kill the Dragon, however a deep gash was left where it had struck.
The Dragon set its claw on top of the sword so the warrior could not take it once more.
"Why do you hurt me, warrior?"
"O Great Dragon, forgive me. I am afraid I have not won the heart of the fairest girl, even though I have bested all the other men in battle. She will not marry me unless I bring to her the head of a Dragon, and I knew no other."
"Your betrayal greatly saddens me. You were once a warrior that was pure of heart, but now I see that you have become blinded by beauty. This woman shall never be truly be yours, for she does not love you for your devotion, but for your gre
Dragon of the Mountain Ch 6The second worthy traveler, only slightly older, prostrated himself before the Dragon.
"O Great Dragon of the Mountainside, I have made a grave mistake. I have fallen in great debts from gambling once again and am in dire need of just one more scale."
The Dragon growled, making the man shake. "You are a fool to think that the gifts I gave you would be given freely again."
The Dragon lifted a claw, and the man waited for death.
"I curse you and your descendants. You shall never enter the gates of Heaven until those scales are returned to me. After death you shall wander the earth, unable to experience the world around you, unable to feel, breathe, or think of anything but those scales."
The man gave a cry. "Please, O Great Dragon. Do not let my descendants suffer for my mistakes."
"No, your descendants will not suffer your fate. But only a true descendant of your blood may return the scales to me if you cannot. I have nothing more to say to you."
The man left, a look of hopelessness and
Dragon of the Mountain Ch 5For the next hundred years, the Dragon only spoke to three humans - the worthy travelers.
The first worthy traveler, the mother - no longer youthful but now old, wrinkled and weary - approached the mountainside as she had so many years ago. Her son, however, was not with her.
The Dragon revealed itself, and waited.
"O Great Dragon of the Mountainside, I have made a terrible mistake. My son has become a tyrant who wrecks havoc on the world. Because your blessing gave him protection, he has become arrogant and pompous, knowing that no one can take his life but he can take theirs. He has grown up without a father, and feels superior to those who have."
"I told you before that there are some things beyond my power to protect. Because of my blessing you have raised him without discipline, and without discipline comes recklessness. I cannot undo what has been done. You must live with your pain, and bear the burden of the lives your son takes."
Weeping, the old woman accepted her fate and lef
Dragon of the Mountain Ch 4The third and final worthy traveler came in the evening.
"O Great Dragon of the Mountainside, make me strong and powerful so I may win the heart of the fairest girl in my village." The warrior prostrated himself before the mountainside, and waited.
The Dragon revealed itself slowly. "Young Warrior, I reveal myself not to aid you, but to warn you. True Beauty lies within. You are already an accomplished warrior. Does that not satisfy her?"
"O Great Dragon, there are many men vying for her heart. She will choose only the strongest in battle and that man must be me."
The Dragon shook its head and began to retreat.
"Wait! I know that we may not love each other now, but I believe our love can grow over time. I need a chance. No one has ever given me one before."
The Dragon sighed. "Very well. I bestow upon you a sword that was forged by my breath. Its blade never dulls and will only falter if your heart is ill at ease. I give it to you on one condition: That you return it before your death.
Dragon of the Mountain Ch 3The next traveler was a beggar.
"O Great Dragon of the Mountain. I am ashamed. I have lost all of my family's wealth and property in gambling. I have been cheated by my one and only friend, who has left me for poverty. My wife and children have left me. I am alone in this world. Please, give me wealth so that I may right my wrongs." The man prostrated himself. The people behind him in line laughed. Who was this, a beggar, the lowest of the low, asking to be graced by the presence of the magnificent Dragon of the Mountain?
When the count of ten was done, the beggar refused to move and continued to kowtow. The Village Head became angered, and started to forcefully pull the beggar away.
At the last moment, the Dragon revealed itself. The Village Head immediately let the man go.
"Your story is not an uncommon one. There are many who come here seeking wealth and fortune for themselves. So I ask you - what will you do with your wealth in order to right your wrongs?"
The man replied. "I want
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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