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Dark Souls and Good Hearts: Intro

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I am writing a wonderful story about a boy who lives and dies, although it is a very long story. Too long for me to organize and type it all out into words in one night, but if you like the story, I will write the full thing out in a month minimum (it really is a long story for me to write). Please enjoy the intro! Comment too!

Kurai, an average boy. His grades were B’s and A’s. He had straight, crow-colored hair and ghostly skin. He was tall, although not extremely muscular. His eyes were chunks of coal, trapped by the whiteness that surrounded the iris. He wore colorless grey and black clothing, matching his exterior personality, everything about him was normal, except for the fact that a demon lied in his soul.
It was the 8th grade of Water’s Edge Middle School for Kurai, he was at locker C72, right next to Jonas, the jerk who bullied him day and night, saying that they were townhouse neighbors in the city. “Heeyyyyy Kurrraaaaiiii, wanna take me on?” Jonas taunted. A small group of kids of all grades formed gathering more and more people every second. They surrounded locker C72. A blond-haired jock barked, “Yeah, you can’t take ’em on, you’re too weak!” The crowd burst into ridiculing laughter, jocks spreading their bacteria-filled saliva everywhere. “Leave me alone,” Kurai muttered as he gently shut the locker until it clicked. “I am afraid we can’t Kurrrrai,” Jonas spat, “Didn’t your forget your books anyways?” Jonas gripped onto Kurai’s midnight hair and smashed his face into the locker, twisting it until he was scratched and bruised. The bell rang. At that moment, an old man who taught math across the hall opened the door and stomped his way through the now clearing crowd, pushing away the children. “Leave immediately!” He rasped angrily. The crowd of obnoxious children scattered into smaller groups where they gossiped about the event that happens weekly. “Are you okay, boy?” He wondered in a hushed tone. “Yes, I’m fine.” Kurai replied coldly.

Dark Souls and Good Hearts

As The Crow Fries

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You can only see him when he passes the moon, he spreads his wings, starlight is captured by the darkness in his wings. A beak, black as pitch, like even the sun can’t even show light on him, until… BAM! His stubby body is ignited with a bright, green Fire. It was almost like conflagration on a living creature. Within seconds it’s flammable feathers turn into ashes and plummet to the Earth, like grey snow. A burning feather, floating to the ground, almost disintegrated from the immeasurable heat, lands on the cool grass, slowly burning it’s inanimate life away until all of it has become nothing. The cause of this tragedy? Fire Magic.

 

Journal Writing: Concrete Writing

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The blue sky was in reach of her long, thin fingers. The land stretched over the sky behind her, bearing structures that her people created. Brick by brick for the land she ruled. In front of her, the land fell endlessly under her dangling legs. Great birds, and small ones created a harmony for her melodic music she played on her ocarina. The melody and harmony wisped throughout the air, bringing it miles and miles around the kingdom, the birds and her sung. A beautiful, white dress hung about her shoulders, lined with gold and silver. Large, weeping willows shaded her golden locks from the sun that she could almost touch. An old man, tall and proud, clothed in blue, silver, and gold. He held a staff with a golden stork-like bird swiveling around it. “Zelda, Link is here to see you, he wants to show you the Skyward Sword.” He spoke.

A Creature Named Syut

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The Syut [See ut] (Plural) Syu [See oo] (Singular)

   The Syut, a strong, carnivorous creature. If you were to compare it to an animal, most likely it would be closest to a penguin and hawk who had babies. The Syut lives in the Temperate Forest during Summer and Winter. Normally, unless there is a climate change or major weather change the Syut will stay in an area of a lake or river and claim it as it’s territory, much like eagles, but also like Humans or Penguins they will live in groups from 2-10  kind of like little tribes. Once their young has aged to 7 years it will either go off and find or create and new tribe with a female or male mate.

That is the end of the summary of the Syut. In the next post I will add a detailed picture of the Syut and how much my imagination likes to draw giant headdresses on birds.

 

 

 

 

Dark Caves Pt. 2

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Dark Caves Pt. 2

Emerald blasted through the doorway, Rhode right behind her. “S-sorry we’re late General.” Emerald huffed as she scanned the room with her quick eyes, seeing her stout, powerful, quick friend, Bronze standing with Silver, a tall, silent boy with white hair and grey eyes, yet no age was weighed upon him.
“It’s fine, Emerald you weren’t that late. Only by a few minutes.” Silver murmured. His bright grey eyes shined like stars in the dark, cold night sky. A TV screen was hanging from the ceiling, a man was seen through the screen. His dark hair, pale face scanning the four children. Then, he spoke; “I have called you here for a reason, as you may know already.” The children nodded in reply. “I have found a Cave, this one, unusual, whenever humans go in, they never come back. I want you to check it out immediately. I already have a jet ready outside.” ” Yes sir!” The children shouted in unison.
Bronze, sprinted through the great doors to go outside. Nobody was even close to him. He stood outside, letting the Sun wash against his red-gold hair. He scanned the ground around him, stone replaced the fresh green grass that lived there so long ago. The trees, turned to statues-wooden statues, showing weapons and their wielders. The sky, almost grey from pollution from the facility. For him, when he was brought her, only two taken from his family–the sky was lighter, like a blue. Until he came, destroying all of the beautiful artwork. Except for these five statues. One was made of oak. To the far left, the wielder had bronze eyes, and his weapon an axe, also crafted from the oak tree, had a blade of bronze, and his shoes had one bronze circle at the top. The next one was birch. The wielder was female this time, her eyes a smooth emerald. Just like the tips of her long, thin knives. The one in the middle. It was a beautiful rose wood. The wielder was a male tall with golden eyes. In his hand he held a staff. Each side was a blade with the capability of easily slicing steel. It was like two swords, connected into one powerful staff. To his right, a little girl shaped out of a weeping willow holding twin blades, she bore rhodolite eyes and her sword blades were the same. She looked nervous, but about to attack too, like she was worried for her victim. The last statue, made out of a white wood the Bronze didn’t know the name of, was a mysterious, tall, young male. He held a bow and was notching it, with a quiver filled with silver-tipped arrows. His eyes, a cool silver metal, just like the arrows on his back.
“Bronze, what are you doing? You’re just staring into space or some’tin’.” Wondered Emerald. “Yeah, sorry, I zoned out.” Replied Bronze. “You are always doing that nowadays, whatever lets get to the ship.” Sighed Emerald.

Dark Caves

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A man, strutting. His long coat flapping in the wind as he walks through the night. His hair, dark, brushing gently against his face. He had a pale face, pale as the moon. The grey eyes of his illuminated the night, frightening the dark creatures who kill the joyous. Behind him, strong men and women armed with weapons of all sorts. “Sir, we’re here.” The mans’s soldier announced abruptly. “Yes, yes we are.” The man declared in a smooth tone, then pointed to one of the soldiers. “Hey you, call in our strongest warriors, immediately.” The man commanded. “Yes Sir!” The young soldier blurted.

“Hey, Emerald, come on! General is calling!” A boy announced. “Coming Bronze, just wait a moment, I have to pack my stuff really quick.” Emerald blasted through stressed teeth. Emerald’s long emerald hair waved as she sprinted with her backpack hanging off of one shoulder. “Hey, wait up, Bronze; you’re faster than me!” Emerald bawled. “Not my fault, we gotta go find Silver and Ruby anyways.” Chortled Bronze. “Fine, you go find Silver since he is farther, I’ll get Ruby, shes just down the hall anyways. Emerald dashed down the corridor. “Here.” She gasped for breath.
Emerald approached a wooden door, grabbing the handle, she opened the door. “Rhode, get up! It’s time to go, general is calling!” Emerald Hollered. A little girl with hair, as a bright red, red as fire, turned. She was about at the age of 12, while Emerald was about 15. “Oh- Okay, I just got dressed, I packed my things too. I am going to get my shoes on.” Rhode muttered. Rhode shuffled down her dorm by the door where her black boots, lined in red sat. Soon, Rhode was ready to go. “C’mon, let’s go already! I’ve been waiting here for ever!” Wailed Emerald. “Okay, I am ready, lets go.” Rhode muttered.

TO BE CONTIUNED

An Excerpt: The Ones Who Lived in the Mountains

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The pale light of the moon stretching across the cold, grey mountain tops. The wind whistled in the cold, harsh climate. There were no castles no buildings, no warmth ever touched these mountains. Not even the sun can reach this place.

“Lina, Lina over here!!” Shouted the boy. Wind brushed Lina’s face as she dashed through the mountains. “What is it, Allen?” She replied in a hasty, scratchy tone because of the wind throughout the mountains. “I think I found something, fire it looks like, demons it must be.” Allen yelled “Okay, I see it too, land over here.” Lina pointed at a small cave just a few meters away from the light. “Rashillé, down here.” Allen spoke softly to the gigantic bird he was riding. “Come on Deprovi, I know you are tired, you can rest here, just a little more.” Lina whispered into Deprovi’s dark, feathered ear. Rashillé and Deprovi dived in perfect formation down to the cave, the thin air became sharp like needles as Allen and Lina hugged their Ecréoto (species of future bird) so they would not fly off into the darkness.

Allen and Lina dismounted their mounts, dragging their swords along this stony ground. “Lina, wait.” Allen alarmed. “What? It’s just a little Inferti.” Lina rasped. ” No, this is no Inferti, this is a Fláshira.