A short story,...thing..., ^^; last one.
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06/06 Whoa, just noticed the date. It's not a good date.. 6/6/06. Yeah, not good. Okay, sorry, off topic a little! Anyway, all the Clans are in desprate need of warriors. Join, please! We are in the works of a new plot, so look at "Another Rogue Idea". Activity checks might be coming around some time this month, so be prepared. Well, I think that's it, for now. Oh, and roleplay, members! It's probably better if you join an active topic, but you know, whatever you prefer. |
There are two plots in the making, though we may not use the figment cat plot. Due to RL and such, Coffin has been forced to retire from her position and leave Fallen Away. However, Bluefure, ThunderClan's deputy is free to become leader. The storm has passed, but the river has swelled to a flooding point. Be sure to be on the lookout, RiverClan! |
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A short story,...thing..., ^^; last one.| [H]awkste[r] |
Posted: May 28 2006, 02:53 PM
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 Kit  Group: Warrior Posts: 12 Member No.: 40 Joined: 27-May 06  |
Yeah, I got bored one day, and decided to wrtie something. (This is actually what gave me the inspiration to start writing Captured.) Well, this is based off the Shapeshifter series by Amelia At-water Rhodes. It's sort of a prolouge like thing. If you've read the series you should know what I'm talking about, if you didn't,...you might be a little confused. Someone pointed out to me that it sort of sounds copied, but I didn't mean to copy anything, I just felt like writing something for fun. (I don't nor did I then, have the book for reference so, I wouldn't know if it is copied, if so, I didn't mean it. It was merely for fun.)
Comments welcomed and greatly appreciated! ^^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The night was dark, an erie, forbiding chill glided gently on the breeze, like a delicate feather, fallen from the glistening golden wings of a hawk. The land was barren, not a single plant remained, and the dark earthen soils were disrupted by the slight vibrations of footsteps. These footsteps, kicking up tiny dust clouds, were my own, leading me to a place that was so familiar, in the most disturbing of ways. The deserted earthern ground was soaked and shaded slightly in crimson...the color of blood. The battlefeild wasn't the safest place, as my mother would have said, not for you, and so I forbid you to walk the feilds. I could hear my mother's scolding voice revrebrating throughout the chambers of my mind. With a sigh, I ignored the nagging voice of my consciene and continued walking, confident enough in my own territory, I have walked here countless times before. The war that raged between our peoples, the Serpiente and the Avians, was just a meaningless excuse to slaughter, and it hasn't stopped, continuously accusing one another of treason, doesn't help much in that account. The scholars have read through the library inmummerable times, looking for some small detail, that they may have overlooked, but...nothing. In our records there is nothing, nothing on how this war started, and nothing on how to end it...we just have to endure. With another sigh, this one barley audiable, I shifted my human form for that of a golden hawk, and took flight. Nighttime flights always help relieve me of my troubles, and I dwell on my thoughts for the day, re-thinking the events, play-by-play, in my mind. It gives me a sort of,..peace of mind feeling, a sense of relieveation. I cut through the skies, silent as the night, From up here I get a bird's eye view of the feild, and take in the sights before me with a feeling of overwhelming dread. How was this started? How many lives has this war taken? How many of the Royal flight were taken today? Their lives forfeit? How long will this meaingless slaughter continue for? Ten years? A hundred? When will it end? Will there ever be peace? So many questions, and so few answers. Before Maueve's Coven split; before the spark of hatred, between our peoples, ignited, and fed the flames of war with their undying hostility; Our people, our race, the shapeshifters, were able to easily out-live any human. It was rumored, that we could last for more than three-centuraires, but with the war raging on, we are unsure of what tomorrow will bring: More Bloodshed? More Death? Hope? An end? I, too am unsure of what our future will hold, I can only sit by and watch, our people do not grieve over losses. The avain people have a very serene air about them, we mask our feelings behind a reserve, a reseve that every Avian child is taught before they are even taught to fly. The Serpiente are different, they do not hold their emotions back, compose themsevles, as well as we do. Serpiente legend has it, that the avian people have no hearts, and ours says more or less the same; if our ledgend is as wrong as theirs,...could we just slid past our differences, would that put an end to the war? Will it ever stop? ~Shiera, Shardea Heir to the Tuuli Thea~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yeah, kind of short and ugly, but I'm sort of proud of it. ^^ feel free to comment and tell me how bad it was. --------------------  |
   
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