Anyway, I saw there was some sort of contest, would it be ok if I posted the first paragraph, more like page of my story? K, thanks. *jumps for joy* 
Yeah! I never knew a webbie had 2 of the coolest things, and it's Christian!
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Yeah! I never knew a webbie had 2 of the coolest things, and it's Christian!
Sorry if I sound dumb but I never knew their was a website like this, you can tell I'm new... Anyway, I saw there was some sort of contest, would it be ok if I posted the first paragraph, more like page of my story? K, thanks. *jumps for joy*
Anyway, I saw there was some sort of contest, would it be ok if I posted the first paragraph, more like page of my story? K, thanks. *jumps for joy* - Mylares
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Ok, well here's the first part of the story which I'm trying to get copyrighted, oh well tell me your verdicts and any suggestions. It's pretty much a battle between light and dark, and for my main character to find truth and identity. Yep,
"So long a time has passed, the blue sky that once dominated the earth is now overshadowed by a thickening grip. It can not be called evil, for evil is to simple a name. Neither can it be called an enemy for human hearts know it all to well. Destiny destroyed me many times, each time crueler than the last, each time bending me more and more towards its will. The final battle is coming and I fear that the tears and blood alone will not be enough to quench its thirst. There is no way to rectify humanity, for humanity was doomed to die from the day it was begun. Death, in the end, will be considered a sane solution. The souls to be forever tormented, the last line of defence lies within one person. She will be the forgotten hope, the seeker of truth in a hurtful world. By the end she will have been to hell and back, all in the name of rectification. The five angels will be her guides: the angel of peace will be her wings, the angel of mercy her integrity, the angel of judgement will be her cloak of night, the angel of revolution will be her right hand, and the angel of purity will be her true heart. All to gather and protect, to revive the hopes and dreams of a forgotten ideal. It will all begin in a place named..." his pen stopped moving. Many books lie open all around him with anciet symbols and what was nothing but jibberish to the uneducated eye. The bangings were getting louder and the small room began to tremble with shouts and screams of a riot. It was the end for him and her knew it. He placed the pen down and pushed out the chair. Tenderly, he closed the book, taking one last look at the inscription on the front. "The time will come for you also, my dear friend." were his words as he slipped it into a small box. The room was getting quite stuffy, the riot had resorted to flames. That was perfectly fine, he took two steps towards kneeling down before the corner of the room. A knock on a creaky board revealed a hole just big enough to fit one small object. He gently placed it inside and recovered it. The flames by this time had surrounded him. He walked back to the desk, opening a drawer, and pulled out a pistol with the words inscribed in gold, "Upon the Clouds of Heaven." Without a second thought, he brought it to his head and fired.
"So long a time has passed, the blue sky that once dominated the earth is now overshadowed by a thickening grip. It can not be called evil, for evil is to simple a name. Neither can it be called an enemy for human hearts know it all to well. Destiny destroyed me many times, each time crueler than the last, each time bending me more and more towards its will. The final battle is coming and I fear that the tears and blood alone will not be enough to quench its thirst. There is no way to rectify humanity, for humanity was doomed to die from the day it was begun. Death, in the end, will be considered a sane solution. The souls to be forever tormented, the last line of defence lies within one person. She will be the forgotten hope, the seeker of truth in a hurtful world. By the end she will have been to hell and back, all in the name of rectification. The five angels will be her guides: the angel of peace will be her wings, the angel of mercy her integrity, the angel of judgement will be her cloak of night, the angel of revolution will be her right hand, and the angel of purity will be her true heart. All to gather and protect, to revive the hopes and dreams of a forgotten ideal. It will all begin in a place named..." his pen stopped moving. Many books lie open all around him with anciet symbols and what was nothing but jibberish to the uneducated eye. The bangings were getting louder and the small room began to tremble with shouts and screams of a riot. It was the end for him and her knew it. He placed the pen down and pushed out the chair. Tenderly, he closed the book, taking one last look at the inscription on the front. "The time will come for you also, my dear friend." were his words as he slipped it into a small box. The room was getting quite stuffy, the riot had resorted to flames. That was perfectly fine, he took two steps towards kneeling down before the corner of the room. A knock on a creaky board revealed a hole just big enough to fit one small object. He gently placed it inside and recovered it. The flames by this time had surrounded him. He walked back to the desk, opening a drawer, and pulled out a pistol with the words inscribed in gold, "Upon the Clouds of Heaven." Without a second thought, he brought it to his head and fired.
- Mylares
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lol, I'm sorry, I thought this thread was in the Welcome forum...^_^;;;
anyway, welcome ^__^
anyway, welcome ^__^
fightin' in the eighties
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ShiroiHikari - Posts: 7564
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Pretty nice start to your story, Mylares. ^___^ It got me interested.
Hi and welcome to CAA!
Hi and welcome to CAA!
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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