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* Readers Bliss
- where the god of love hangs out by amy bloom
- marriage and other acts of charity by kate braestrup
- noah's compuss by anne tyler
- the lovely bones by alice sebold
- the cups of tea by greg martenson & david oliver relin
- shades of midnight by lara adrian
- vanishing act by fern michaels
- the man you'll marry by debbie macomber
- fire and ice by julie grawood
- forbidden falls by robyn carr
- tainted by brooke morgan
- Incarceron by catherine fisher
- How to be an american housewife by margaret dilloway
- the eternal ones
- the host by stephenie meyer
- frostbite by richelle mead
- indigo by alice hoffman
- betrayed, untamed, chosen, hunted, tempted by pc & kristin cast
- sunshine by robin mckinley
- wormwood by g p taylor
- the historian by elizabeth kostova
* Eureka8
I know of this place, not remote from my dreams. A place where I can be everything and naught, a place that I built on the basics of my imagination and where my deepest secrets and enigmas lie. Where hopes and dreams and wishes rest…this place which I speak of is none other than the one I unearthed and rescued a long time ago, with discrete memories of my life and past life and the sum of these lost chains combined together created this world…well. I can’t really say that this is a world. But more of a house that has all the material things I have ever longed for… it has a unknown name and the rooms within this house also have rather foreign names that no one has yet understood. There is an invisible link that connects this world to that house and it is very effortless to find, all a person really needs is not to believe, because that is what I was told, but to listen and learn from yourself and others around. Watch the world as time passes, gratis all desire for everything, free yourself from the paradox that every creature has been trapped in for centuries and eons. This earth is just a symbol of life and time, there is considerably much more that humans do not see or realize… this world of living mortals has a connection with a different type of terrains and most creatures seem fail to perceive this…no key is needed to unlock this world, which I have unlocked and have my own little house in, with a few others who have been dead for centuries in the mortal timed world. If simple creatures can think in common views, well, so can complex creature…but what if this was to be turned around in 360...would simply creatures, given a chance that only has never been or given or will be again.. Can they use it to the fullest advantage and complete their missions they have been set forth to accomplish.Sehare woke up, she was almost in sweat. where was she, where had see been? she didn't know. Well, now that there was a bed and some birds outside the window, she felt safer. she thought she was all alone again, in that cold lonesome world she had created. she didn't like it there anymore, he was there, and he followed her everywhere, he needed her. he wanted her...only her. his creator The shadows linger in my future, I cannot say what they say, I have many dreams, many of which I cannot recall due to some of my rather bad slumber, I cause this upon myself, taking a pleasure in late sleeping, most of which is done after midnight, I do say that is a very vary harsh habit on myself that I am pressuring on me, I really should get some sleep, there is a question in my mind, why am I alive, not why I’m here, I know that, somewhat, I know my purpose, I just don’t know my reason to be alive, there is a difference in being alive and being here. Here, is well, here, on earth, among other races of species that grow like we so do, yet, I cannot find any similarities between them and us, these dogs might as well be smarter than us for we can’t even tell if it’s raining a mile away. Pathetic I say so, indeed, I think there is a new order that needs to be made, much of which I am planning on adding in my new book. One that will take most of my adult years even into 35. A book that explains much more than the average human eye sees.
The beginning of winter, not only symbolized the end of all things, but the process of rebirth. what a fine morning it was, indeed, when the sun started the peak up the horizon, i would wait no longer. I had been up I believe most of the night, here and then, I would doze off, but only to return and find myself trapped in my chamber as always. I never really thought, it just happened, never questioned why I was here, just knew that I was and there was nothing more, oh I had a purpose, one many search for until their mortal lives allow them to. Then as it goes, they slowly deteriorate and are no longer in this world. Earth, as it was called, is long dead, the soil itself vanished and the atmosphere, due to the harsh conditions caused by the factories, completely disappeared in the year 2457, a year where more than three fourths of the population of the human race died. Africa, still up to this day, is in much contrivance about it being the cradle of civilization or just some barren dead land. After a cruel decision to atomically bomb Africa, more than half the species died right then. The other half was left to be dealt with mother nature. She can be a handful sometimes. Sometimes I wonder if I am meant to not live, but that is up to my master. She can be a handful sometimes too, but she is the only one I have come to understand. Not sure what she is thinking this morning, though.
I do not want to see them today. I do not feel like myself for some odd yet sympathetic reason, shall I say, I feel ill, or just ignore all the relatives as I act and I ponder across the live hall and make haste towards the lab. No, I haven’t the strength nor the skill. Living on Triton really makes me wonder what earth would have been like. I would like to make some sort of sense for this empty space in my mind, there are no scripts, or writings, nor pictures, none to recall the times when humans thrived on this precious Earth.
When first given the chance to go close and see the remains of this Earth first hand, I could not refuse such a marvelous offer. This coming summer, I will be one of the first to go back to where my master’s origins lie. She never did talk much of her past to us, for that same reason, I want to know more than ever. Once I recall Eldest speaking on her behalf, something as to why she does not dare mention her past before us, sure we all agreed to what he said, still, somewhere here, in my heart as this blood factory is known by, has something very strange to say to me. She does not speak as often as she used to, and seeing me, she goes into a stage of weeping uncontrollably. I wonder why, does she know something I don’t? lonely, could it be her lack of relations with outer beings. She is closed, at heart and soul, her aura lacks ability to function like others. All others that I have met in my life. She is different, for that reason alone, I cannot leave her, she would die. If she could not control herself. Her power exceeds beyond all of us combined, which is never a good thing.
Today, in a very long time, we talked, she still is upset as always, I do not know what it is she requires, she pretends that she is already dead, this is true, she should be, after all, what is the average live span of a human, 90, 100 110 at most, here, at 436, she is here, her body still here, still human, nothing wrong, how? I do not think that she is human anymore, more like us, but how long is our span then, 800, 830 at most, not in human years, in human years, Triton compared to Earth, I alone would live for 1308 years on earth. That being said, I am not even close to 70 yet, so much time, we question not what our purpose is anymore. But what to do with our time, suicide is meaningless, death is a very hard obstacle in our life. Unlike our master, she can die rather quickly, or by lacking the essentials needed to carry on her life. Just about 5 years ago, that year we can never forget, the memories of the universal war still haunt our dreams. Lasted for only about 10 days, but the war took more lives than any war before, the Phasmats and the Nocens lost their ties to a peaceful and diplomatic relationship, soon after, only one week, the Nocens waged war on the Phasmats. We were on neither sides, yet the Treaty of Amicitia. Which made the City of Triton a part of Titan and Callisto, Callisto had that same alliance with Io and Ganymade, and Io had bonds with Europa and Neptune, when the Nocens declared war on the Phasmats, the Phasmats had relations with Neptune, which lead to the chain of planets and moons entering the war after another, until Triton was called on by Callisto, the Ducis led us into that terrifying war. We go, while gone, master did not consume anything, we were gone for 2 weeks.
* THE DARK IMPRESSION
What was it when it first shattered my soul, my body unable to move, frozen, only in the hands of this person, this feeling I had, thinking to be safe in my bed, yet, here, and this pain never ending, only to grow more as I tried to free myself, this struggle could not continue any longer or surely I would see my ends meet. Pain struck my body every other second, like when lightening first strikes and penetrates tap water, but water can control lightening, here, I could not, I did not have the upper hand, I did think at that moment that I would die. How did this come to be. As the pain grew stronger and the thunder rang from out the window, I tried to forget it, the confusion, and remember how this came to be. This person, that now had be against my will, was only here to use me. until I met death and shook hands with him.:three days ago:
morning:
‘What did I do?’ was all she could say to me, “I didn't do anything” “sure…” I managed to slip out “unsure are you still?” her strange way of talking and doing just about everything was what I really liked about her. Everything else was just.. “huh?, well if you're not mad, then why won't you speak in any sense, need I remind you that I must be spoken to at all times.” “no!” “well, surely you will find something for me to like at this new job?” Sounding more demanding then asking. “I promise you, this place will be fine for you, I promise.” “sure you say that, but last time I got fired I was really upset, why can't I do anything right?” “because you're you.” “Epros,” she squeaked with her cute innocent voice when she wanted something really badly. “I don't wanna do this, let us return back into our safe zone.” safe zone to her was my house. “But I think you'll like this place,” she froze and just stared outside for the remainder of the time. I drove to her new work place, she was bad at finding jobs, I did them for her, found them and had to deal with them. “Renee, why don't we just sign you up for the HQ?” “No, remember, I told you that place is of most eerie to me. Besides it would feel very strange to have you for a boss.” “Why?” “Because you would "boss" me around, to do stuff not related to work.“ I smirked “not like you do any work, ever!” She heard even though I had only whispered, “I do so too a lot of ‘work‘,” riiighhhhttttt.... I pulled into the HQ and parked in my stop for second in command. My father was old, he would be gone soon, then I would take his place as first in command. “What! I thought you got me a job?” “I did, here with me! Are you pleased? happy? Anything?” I smiled not for her, but for the satisfaction of her sadistic humor. “What is so funny, I do not wish to work here,” “well,” I said “it's either here or at the gas station. your choice?” “Umm...well, how about I just stay home an…” “I don't think so, cuz all you do at home is do nothing. And this is better than nothing.” “Fine, you didn't even let me finish what I had to say.” “Ok, sorry, what did you want to tell me.” “You suck!” “I know.”
evening:
“Finally, we're back, that took forever!” “well, at least I got you up to my sector, this way I’ll have no choice but to be your boss.” I could not hold this joyous moment, so I just walked around the car and grabbed her hand, I had to ask her, it had been a long time “So, what do'ya say for a date with me!” “No!” she looked at me as if that expression was upon me again, the way I smiled and it got to her because it scared her, I think my eyes were pulsing, I couldn't tell, but I know they were changing color, she was taking a step back from me. I closed into her, and whispered, “that wasn't a question.” Her face went pale, I could not read her thoughts, she was for the first time empty.
:two days ago:
morning:
I woke to find him just sleeping there, like some normal person. God, the only reason I liked him was because he had the looks, the money, and the life, all I had to do was act nice and he'd do anything for me. But I guess that still meant I had to love him just a lil' bit. But sometimes I wasn't pretending, sometimes what he said really did strike me down, or what he sometimes did, made me feel stupid or wanted. I don't know. I kicked him off the bed. “ahhh. Ouch! What the hell was that for?!” “Get up, honey, we're going to be late.” “Late for what, it's Sunday, there's nothing to do but do nothing.” “But I wanna go out on a date,” “We went last night,” he said with barely a breath in him. Got back up and pulled on the covers. It was too late, I was up and out of bed, pulling on his pj's to get up, he, off course, would not agree, and held firmly onto the railing of the bed. “No!!!!” he managed to get out of him, “leave me alone for like one hour, I need sleep!” “no you don't.” “Yes I do, I went to sleep really really really late at night” I let go of his pj’s, and plopped onto the side of the bed. “why did you sleep so late?” “cuz of you!” “Me! What did I do?” he sat up in bed, “Nothing, I was just stressed last night, I don't want to trouble you,“ “Oh, ok..” I looked at him, his eyes so pure and warm, “Did something happen?” “Nah, you don't have to worry about it.” he got up and ran his hands through his damp brown hair. He looked down at me. “did you get hurt?” “No” I said, “Why, do I have a mark on my face?” He turned away and walked towards the curtains, he lifted only the half right side, and slowly said “No, you don't have a mark on your face, but just be careful and do try to stay away from other men.” I turned red. I was burning. “Okay,” he turned with a really big smile on his face. His eyes motioned to the door, I knew what was coming. “I don't think so!” I shouted, and got off the bed, and ran for the door, “too slow,” he said, and shut the door one foot away from me, I wasn't going to wait on his lazy ass! “Come on already,” I banged on the door, “I have to pee.” “Too bad,” is all I heard!
afternoon:
I couldn't wait anymore, she always took so frickin' long in the bathroom. I got out of the drivers seat and slammed the door, walked right into the little restaurant and went to the women’s' side. I opened the door all confident, thinking I could handle being in a women’s bathroom. I couldn't even take my first step, I froze right there with my arm out holding the door open, “Move,” is all I heard this lady say behind me. So I slowly moved out of the way and walked slowly back into the car and sat there in the drivers seat. She came back finally, and we drove off to the beach all because I promised her I would take her. It was a long drive, so many turns, “wake me up when we get there,” she said and went to sleep. I sighed, “when we do get there, I want an ice-cream cone, but I’m not going to go out in the sun.” she said softly, “why not?” “Because you know why…” she trailed of into a doze. That's right, I remembered. “Well if you won't go out in the sun, then neither will I“... I waited............... No response. Ticked. I slammed the car in one of the parking spots at the beach and got out making a ton of noise, when I slammed the door, she woke up, “HUH!? Are we here?” “Yeah.” I said and walked towards the sand. People were leaving, it was around 5 pm. I guessed they didn't like dark ocean water, when water turns black because it reflects darkness the night projects. “Wait for me..OOUUUFFF,” she tripped and fell on her face in the sand. “Pity,” i shook my head. “wha?” she whispered. “Nothing, get over here now.” “I’m coming,” she said, but fell again for some reason. “You oaf,” I breathed. “I am not an oaf, take that back,” she slammed her bag on my head. “OWW!!! what was that for?” “I’m not an oaf, I’m going back.” she turned around, but she was too slow, “wait…”
evening:
He pulled on my arm, and wouldn't let go, “Let go!” I screamed, but he wouldn’t. And instead, he dragged me all the way to the water. I wanted to run away just when he was about to send me flying in the water. It was getting dark, I was beginning to see better and with more detail, I realized that he wasn’t even there anymore, instead this old fat ice-cream guy was holding onto my hand while Mr. Jerk was off somewhere playing volleyball with some local college retards. “Let go you old fart!” I yelled at the ice-cream guy. He just looked at me, and after a long and annoying pause he said, “but that guy over there gave me 20 bucks to hold your arm until he got back.” He pointed over to the ass who brought me here in the first place. “Fine, I’ll give you $30 dollars if you let me go!” the ice-cream man just looked at me, then he said, “ok, but he also paid me $100 bucks to make sure not to agree to anything you say!” and he smiled. “WHAT!!!” I said “LET ME GO!” “but I can’t do that. That guy said he’ll find me and kill me if I fall into something you say or let you go.” “What! Him! He can’t even hurt a fly, he’s not going to do anything, he’s always busy, busy, busy with his boring crappy job!” I looked over at Epros, “HELLO, MR. Big Shot, can you please get this ice-cream man to let go of me?!” he looked around, then turned to me, and said something to the other players. Finally, walked back and said to the ice-cream man, “Thanks, I guess I don’t have to kill someone tonight.” The man let me go, and I was finally thinking of slapping the guy senseless, but that’s not like me. We went home, it was a long drive.
Night:
I don’t know why she’s upset with me, making me sleep on the couch, I mean all I did was have some fun with some other guys. She can’t relate, she doesn’t even like sports. She’s always making some excuse to leave the house when I get ready to watch some big soccer match or something, and don’t get me started on football season! She’s all about the fashion, clothes, hair, style, and that creepy hat she has in her closet, I mean it looks like some witch hat with red stains on it! Anyways. It’s late, I hate sleeping on the sofa. I can’t tease her about how fat she looks when she looks in the mirror every night. This sucks worse than jail! I walked back over to my bedroom which happens to be her bedroom also. “Hey, are you there?” I whispered. “What do you want now?” she sat up in bed. “Well… If I can’t sleep with you, can I at least have my pillow?” “no way, I threw your pillow in the trash.” she smiled. “Wait, you what!?” Shocked at her response. “Told you ‘I hate you.’” “Then why are you still living with me?” no answer. She’s really mad, but I like her when she’s mad, she does stupid things and then cries sorry to me later in the morning. Although I must admit, it was hard sleeping, and most of the night, I just ended up watching TV.
:one day ago:
Morning:
I woke up, after having a horrible dream. Did not like it at all. I got up and tried to find him. He was nowhere, then I remembered it was Monday. He wasn’t going to be home, and I shouldn’t be here either, I should be at work.
* (no title)
Darkness fell, as the sun died out, taking every last bit of its warmth, and shine. I found myself searching for the slightest bit of light. The moon was up a head, but it wasn’t so bright, for it gave a dim light, and my eyes could not see through the night. Shadows larked from here to there, dancing about me, as the wind howled from the north. Gave me chills, and I felt frozen to the bone. I walked on and on. The moon gave me this frightful glace every now and then. It almost crept like a snake, hunting for something. Maybe prey. A howl came from the east like a lightening bolt. I jumped right up, and looked all around. I knew what it was, but I dread not wthink of it. Not in a time like this, wolves were all dead.* Saturday, August 12, 2006
<< « Zenith(‡ ) x [Q - Humans 1.21 / (heart½ x soul¼ )] = (F - creatures 1.23) / [body5 x (mind½ )] + illusions¾ = [₪ ] x †+ à + Å + ú + à = © ¸ ª = ¿ + Ñ = Æ’ Õ - ä l > " ‚ » >>ReS<<« Zenith(‡ ) x [Q - Humans 1.21 / (heart½ x soul¼ )] = (F - creatures 1.23) / [body5 x (mind½ )] + illusions¾ = [₪ ] x † + Ý + Š + ú + Ï = © ¸ ª = ¿ + Ñ = ƒ Õ - ä l > " ‚ » >> dead romance "S a h s e e r M a n s i o n"* (no title)
a while back, i had dreams of weird places, always night time, never see any sunlight, i still don't...tyree and ty are always fighting, and tysui is dead in this white tiled room. i don't know what is going on, i can't speak, or move, just there watching, my dreams are like movies...mosty about odd creatures that i can't place in reality...i never see xion...sad...he is dead too i think along with zion.Dead Romance...speaks to my mind. a winter paradise with cold snow falling from the sky. the white silvery frost everywhere. no one to be seen in a fog that makes everyone mad and become lost in a blizzard...the dark winds howling forth the calls from far off people who are lost in this paradise. a simple question rises: what would humans do without a friend, knowing that there is no one who cares about you...knowing that if you fall, you will fall alone with no hand to help you...no one can judge when a snow storm will come and when it will take its leave, but they are quick to judge one another...*A frozen heart thaws when it has a close fire*
