All things ending, Where Order is key, Chaos riegns.....In the last when Chaos has destroyed itself, the Order Riegns again, but all is lost, there is nothing to rule over, nothing to fix, everything gone......What good is Order if there is nothing? What good is Chaos if there is no Order?

The army marches on, 50,000 strong. The castles defenses look on at the masses and pray to their god. The army stops and forms up ranks, preparing it's seige. The troops on the castle walls stand from their prayers and take up posts, readying themselves for the coming onslaught. As troops ready on either side, sieging troops raising bow and arrow ignighted with flame, defending troops setting catapult loaded with stone, a third mass arrives on the scene the numbers three times of both masses. Before anything could be decided of who the new ones were, or what their purpose is, they sweep through the attacking mass of 50,000 reducing them to one or two runners that were sent out moments before. They lost all of 40 troops, then turned to face the castle and formed up ranks waiting for the generals orders. The general rides across the front lines on his stallion, trained to obey only him and wheres the armor of a royal steed. He centered himself in the lines and held his sword up high, the black blade reflecting moonlight shining through the clouds. The sword falls and the army advances fiercely storming the castle walls, launching clouds of arrows that smother the catapults desperately launching missles of stone at the masses that seem to cover the ground like an angered hive of ants. In three short days the castle is won, the mass of 210,000 strong was reduced to only 175,000 after both battles. As the dead were buried in the castle cemetary, the general went through the throne room and shoved the king's corpse aside, seating himself in the royal chair made from gold and decorated with silk and gems. The general removed his helm and looked on at the room before him, emerald eyes taking in detail after detail, sapphire hair flowing down to mid-back, and black shin shimmering in the torch light. The enemies of his father were defeated, and he had claimed a castle of his own to rule over underneath his father.

I like it.....good job sweet cakes....
Nyla XXX

The images are very powerful, but the only thing that needs a little attention is spelling and varied sentence structure... otherwise wonderful job!! I hereby award thee with this cookie of good writing. *hands it over*

bump it back up?

Thanks both of yas ^_^
I know my sentance structure is way off, and my spelling is only near perfect.
*takes the cookie and swallows it whole* YAY!! ^_^

interesting........very interesting......... :20:

The purity of one's soul is shown through innocence, the less one has the more the pureness is lost. Sitting in the darkness there is no way to tell what is pure, the light losing to the darkness pressing in. The beacon that once shown now dims as arms wrap around knees pressed against chest, rocking to a muffled beat of heart as it hardens to stone. The once pure soul dies as the corruption of living slowly replaces, and all that is left is blackened heart with darkened mind. Can you here the voice, calling out for what is good, having only a memory to look on as reference. Can you see the figure, stained with blood, wishing the darkness to end. Can you smell the fear, wreaking of tears shed from pain, asking why must it go on.

The body awakens with the sounds of buzzing electronics, but the mind still sleeps. The body carries out the daily functions, flushing waste, brushing teeth, combing hair, but the mind still sleeps. The body follows it's urges the best it can, seeking out companionship and love, but the mind still sleeps. The body finds what it seeks and the mind wakes, feeding the body lies, telling it that it has found coldness and sorrow, that it should end it now before pain is found. The body obeys and destroys the good it had, the mind praising its work in corrupting the body. The body sleeps with heavy heart, filled with coldness and sorrow and all the mind said wouldn't come if it ended, but the mind has fallen asleep again contented with its work finished for the day, resting until the body finds love again.

I love this one. It says so many things i feel every day, and bye the welcome to the form. i can't wait to read more.
Rose

Thanks a lot for the feedback......and thank you for the welcome ^.^ . More should be on the way.

I agree we all should be that way.
Rose

*scratches his head trying to think* Be what way??

Nw that is see it ir doesnt makes any sense. Maybe I should just go to bed. Damn. I really have no Idea where i was going with all of that.
Rose.

lol.........Well if you don't know, then how are the rest of us supposed to know?

Good question when I figure it out I will so let you know.
Rose

lol.....Ok then, just take your time figuring it out, cuz that thinking process hurts o.o;

Saronin

That is true I was a blonde once.......I think :bangin:
Rose

You think huh? Well I know I am ^.^ even though it's only bleached........
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Saronin

lol My was fake too I was that for about 5 years the nI feacied to go darker.
Snyhow I am Jenny bye the way you will love it here.
Rose

So I am noticing......lots of good people, and a place to put my thoughts...

Saronin

Blank eyes stare into a moniter, hopes of a life that is far away. He continues to stare as fingers stroke keys, faster and faster each day they type. When the day dies and the night takes life, his fingers are still typing as blank eyes stare into a moniter, still hoping for a life that is far away. As morning starts to phade away and sunlight can be seen, fingers slow their typing and eyes begin to glaze over with sleep. He turns off the moniter and lies in his bed, dreams of longing for the life that is far away. When he wakes he goes straight to the computer, and fingers start typing as blank eyes stare into a moniter.


I know this probably sounds really shitty, but I think I lost my thought after the first sentance.......

Saronin

hey if you think those are shitty check out mine

Alrighty then, but I'm positive that it won't seem that way to me, knowing the way my mind works.....

Saronin

depending on who's great and who sucks is in the eye of the beholder i guess

It is fine. I still like it.
Jenny

That is very true mooky........and thanks for the feedback jenny ^.^

Saronin AKA BoggsyBoy

Any time love.
Jenny

Love

In our minds when we think of love we think of sex, hugs and kisses, marriage and kids. When we engage in love we find something else, something not so skin deep; companionship, openness, a soul connection. When we discover the deeper aspects we hide on the surface, in the sex hugs and kisses, we might even goes as far as to marry the partner we are with, but for what purpose? We do this because we are frightened of the emotional feelings of love, but is not love emotion in it's self? Is love not all these things and more? We over look the true meaning of love, and replace it with skin deep emotion. When we do this it only hurts us more to continue, unless we can find the deeper meaning to the love we only think we know. So I ask you, have you found true love?

Oh hey, didn't notice you were on.....^.^;;

Yep Yep I am always here.
Rose :bash:

Deep in the darkness there is a place, and in this place there is a creature. In this creature there is a soul, and in this soul there is a light. In this light there is hope, and in this hope there is an image. This image is of what the creature used to be, before the darkness. This creature holds this hope for one reason, to be as it once was. A man of great knowledge, and he shared that knowledge to all that listened, but now that knowledge is looked on as useless and his wisdom forgotten. He tried to share his knowledge like he used to, but was cast into darkness. And after years of knowing only shadow, he has only the hope in his soul to guide him, but first in the challenge of becoming a man once again is knowing the way.

:icon6: I'll see what I can do about keeping that in mind then....

Boggsy

This is so true and no I have not found love. But I guess that is life. *hugs you tightly*
Jenny

Yeah I kinda hold a lot of truths in my head, and I haven't found it either. *hugs back*

Boggsy

One

In the trees of cement and the tigers and lions of metal, there is one soul who stands, pure of heart but corrupted of soul. This soul stands everyday out in the jungle of concrete and metal and waits, waits for a sign that there is another like it, pure of heart and corrupted of soul. One day the soul doesn't show, but a new soul appears just like the one, pure of heart and corrupted of soul. The next day the one shows, but the other is gone and the one never knew. So the one still stands in the technological spew waiting, waiting for a sign that there is another like it, pure of heart and corrupted of soul.

damn,that was fucking great and no i don't know any one to make a band,but thanks for the comm

Tanks Mookey ^_^

Say, your only in AZ, next I get a chance I'll have to see about bringin my bass with me.....

Saronin

One Thought

One day I had a thought amidst writing of pencils and scooting of chairs. This one thought was new to me and so I wondered what it was. This one thought was all I could think about so I started drawing it out. This one thought almost consumed me I wanted to end it there and then. This one thought almost killed me I held the knife up to the light and looked it over. This one thought has finally left my mind I swore never to think of it again. This one thought is back again I watch the blade gleam in the light so bright. This one thought still haunts me I battle with it everyday.

that was cool,that one hit me outta nowhere,a questionable end,fucking sweet.will he do it?maybe.lol :icon6:

I hope not, cuz then I wouldn't be able to post anymore of my stuff.....

Another true story

It was a day like all the rest of summer, me and my cousin were riding our bikes. It was a nice sunny day, but not to warm as we rode. We went to cross another side street as a truck was pulling up, a big chevy truck the lady was driving with her two kids in it. We started to cross and then she started to pull out, my cousin make it fine, but I didn't think I was going to. I was almost clear then I glimpsed her front tire, I had a flash of my mangled corpse twisted up in my bike frame all flat like a pancake. I saw her get out and call the ambulence, but it was too late I was already dead. I had to swerve and made it to the sidewalk fine, but I stopped and turned and started to curse, "DAMN BITCH ALMOST HIT ME, FUCKING CUNT YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!!" I looked at my cousin and he was ghost white, he was scared that he almost lost his best friend, and I was scared that I would have left him. In the end it just goes to show that people are stupid when they drive, bitch didn't even look my way.

wow lost of anger i like that get mad. Let it out.
Jenny :blowup:

Thanks Jenny, but I think the angers gone, it was just that one short thing.

Boggsy

Post happy are we tonight hunny....glad your brain is working overtime your recent posts are awsome keep it up...

Lesa....

Yea just a little, ever since I came here I've been doing almost nothing put thinking of poems, and there are still plenty of thoughts in my head to fill up my time for the week.

Thoughts racing, keyboard clicking, computer buzzing, speakers blaring. So much noise as thoughts are racing, can hardly hear them through all of it. Stop for a moment and shut everything down, but now the thoughts are racing too fast can't tell the difference from one another. Get up and walk around outside, trying to calm the thoughts listening to birds chirping and wind rustling through the leaves. Thoughts still racing faster and faster, can't seem to calm them they just keep going. Start running now faster and faster, trying to keep up with the thoughts and not catching up. Running still faster and faster, but still can't catch up to the thoughts. The thoughts are still racing faster and faster, can't take much more mind feeling like it's going to burst. Stop to rest to soon try again, but a new noise is heard. Screeching of tires and blaring of horn, is this really the end?

That one got my heart raceing. Wait maybe that was you damn you and your hotness. I love it i really do.
Jenny

Hotness?? *Feels your forehead* Yup, you've got a fever......lol......Thanks much ^_^

Boggsy

I have no fever all you do is look in the mirror and see what i see.
Any time love anytime
Jenny
happy 50th post :band: I got the band you bring the crown.lol