General magic rant

This rant is just point of view and to be read as opinion. This rant started with a quote from someones words on a aim channel.

It just seems odd to me that there's so little public evidence of Magic, even though it's like. so obvious. Not including ghosts...Well yea theres evidence by trying. I know that, obviously, but the way I see it It's just that you'd think that something that's been around since the dawn of time would be ... HARDER TO HIDE from the general public than it is. Something so large is easily overlooked, and it takes spirit and fire /heat energy to do it efficiently its just done to us but the fire energy is drained making it colder around the room area per spell. So its simply not practical under many usages where the physical thing can take its place. Thats just an opinion, but its why magic is overlooked technically.


I think my view on it is that if it's so easy to spread around false religions, why isn't it even easier to spread around something that's been proven time and time again and has been around since the dawn of time. And yes, when religions start off, they are false. So pass it as a religion namely Wicca, one of the religions least popularly accepted and most often portrayed falsely as 'devil-magic', and Druidism, one of the most mysterious religions but least accepted unless proven good.

If magic were smaller in size then it would be more noticeable proof size meanining time used in use. Eh, which seems backward as HELL to me. It's just the thing of "if it were smaller, it would be more noticeable" I know what it means about time used, it'd be more obvious if it happened faster instead of over time. But still, It's easier to notice a raging fireball, like the sun, than it is a small spark in the distance, isn't it? Using that logic, should'nt it be easier to notice something that's in effect every waking second of our lives than it is to notice something that's only been around for, what, maybe 2,500 years (Christianity in it's various forms) and designed to be unnoticeable. Its is more noticeable like that. When it is noticed its a mystery. Like a poltergeist being banished by a phrase with an ability and directed by a focused word.

On a separate note, the following quote from The Footprints of God by Greg Iles, the philosophical theme of the book is taoism, He just had a seizure, and what brought it on was that he touched a religious stone in Jerusalem, forget the name of it, but you can touch it with one or two fingers by sticking them into a hole in the ground and onto the stone.
"Do you remember anything? The seizure at the church?"
"I remembered kneeling, then thrusting my fingers through a hole in a silver plate. A current of energy had shot into my arm, straight up to my brain, a current too intense to endure. I felt as though my mind were a tiny glove, and the hand of a giant was trying to force its way inside it. My body began to shake, then..."
"I remember falling."
"Do you remember anything after that?"
Then he goes into a flashback.
"I fell toward the floor, but before I reached it, the boundary of my body melted away, and I felt an oceanic unity with everything around me: the earth and rock beneath the church, the birds nesting among the stones above, the flowers in the courtyard and the pollen they loosed on the wind. I was not falling but floating, and I saw that a deeper reality underlay the world of things, a pulsing matrix in which all boundaries were illusory, where they pollen grain was not distinct from the wind, where matter and energy moved in an eternal dance, and life and death were but changing states of both. Yet even as I hovered there, floating in the world like a sentient jellyfish, I sensed that beneath that pulsing matrix of matter and energy lay something still deeper, a thrumming subtrate as ephemeral and eternal as the laws of mathematics, invisible but immuntable, governing all without force. 

The thrumming was deep and distant, like turbines churning in the heart of a dam. As I listened, I discerned a pattern, more numerical than melodic, as of an undiscovered music whose notes and scales lay just beyond my understanding. I tuned my mind to the sound, searching for repetitions, the elusive keys to any code. Yet though I listened with all my being, I could not read meaning in the sound. It was like listening to a rainstorm and trying to hear the pattern of the individual drops as they hit the ground. Something in me craved knowledge of the underlying order, the vast sheet music that scored the falling of the rain. And then I understood. The pattern I was searching for was no pattern at all. It was randomness. A profound randomness that pervaded the seeming order of the world like chaos. And in that moment, I began to see as I had never seen before, to hear what few men had ever heard, the voice of-- "

"David? Can you hear me?""

What annoys me to no end is that, for Taoism to be such a widely known religion, there's barely any information on what it really IS. I mean, the Tao Te Ching is in a million languages but they all say "the true Tao is one that cannot be explained in words". I understand it fully. It is for the most part, almost exactly what I quoted above. That and the thing of 'just be' - don't try too hard, but don't give up, either. Just do it. No regrets, no hesitation, just do it, and it'll work out in the end. One reason I'm so good at magic. I just do it. No regrets, no hesitation thats very efficient.

"The occult community in mind was the usual New Age, crystal-gazing, tarot-turning, palm-reading crowd you see in any large city. Most of them were harmless, and many had at least a little ability at magic. Add in a dash of feng-shui artists, season liberally with Wiccans of a variety of flavor and sincerities, blend in a few modestly gifted practitioners who liked mixing religion with their magic, some followers of voodoo, a few Santerians and a sprinkling of Satanists, all garnished with a crowd of young people who liked to wear a lot of black, and you get what most folks think of as the "Occult Community. Of course, hiding in there you find the occasional sorcerer, necromancer, monster, or demon." From "Dresden Files, Death Masks" book five.

Raven's poetry corner

This is the Raven Wolf Claws poetry corner. Read any poem here to be raven's.

In a pool of black,
A sea of decay,life shall cease,
And evil shall reign.
None shall be pittied.
No mercy shall be shown.
The weak will be eaten,
Their souls devoured.
The old shall be enslaved,
Their death awaited.
Blood shall pour,
Filling the air with chrimson blood...
All shall be blinded,
By the blood in their eyes.
With their spirits broken,
And their bones and bodies too,
The Entity shall rule,
Perhaps create all life anew,
Without the stealing,
All humans having homes,
Money non existant,
A new leaf is turned.
With Utopia now a reality,
And all being happy,
The Universe is calm again;
But, for how long?
None shall know,
None shall tell,
To live this out again,
We are all doomed,

Hellish Truths
------------------------------------------------
In a sea of death, decay, and dark,
None alive,
None survive,
All shall be in eternal demise.
Doomed to float,
And to sink.
Subliminally,
All shall know,
That they all are reaping what they have sowed.
This what I have seen in Hell,
And I know it,
All too well.
Once you die,
You shall see.
That this is true,
And doomed for thee.
For, In hell,
All are dead,
Bringing only more pain.
For much more pain,
And much more turmoil,
Doomed to an afterlife,
That they wish they could escape,
Leaving it behind and below,
Free from this hell.

Raven Wolf Claw.

Ravens' christian rant

This rant is just point of view and to be read as opinion. This rant started with a quote from someones Signature on a Forum board. The quote is as follows: "If God is for us, who can be against us?" Romans 8:31

How can God be for us?...If God were for us, or rather, if there were a God, in my perspective, then all of that has so far been placed onto the shoulders of mankind would not be here. For example, people would not require to go through hell, day in and day out. For example, kids in school. They are required to enter the doors of the accursed building named a 'school', with people who don't give a fuck about any of the other kids they are forced to be in contact with. Take me for an example. What is my definition of the word, 'School'? A rat and cocaroach infested, minimum-security prison. (Of course, my school really does have cocaroaches every now and then, and one teacher once stepped on a rat, when it was scurrying around the classroom...)

Also, if this fabled 'God' were for us, then the world would be that of a Utopian basis and guidelines, with very few crimes, wether hate crimes, school shootings, robberies, or anything of the sort. Everyone would look out for everyone else, not the 'every man for himself', as it is nowadays.

If this so-called 'God' were to be for us, then, wouldn't he SHOW himself every now and then?! Sure, there is the very, very rare miracle, as in things such as someones child being expected to be born with a birth defect. This is the more... Every day type miracle, mainly that can be thanked for towards Science, not this...'God'. Cures for diseases, whether by donation for medication, or by medication payed for directly from the person in need of it, cannot even be thanked for in the name of this...'God', unless someone has something like terminal Cancer, is thought to die, is on no medication, is estimated a day or two to live, and they survive a year or more. 

Even this, in some respects, cannot be dubbed a 'miracle'. For, with sheer willpower and the urge to live, this person had pulled through with hope of life.

Anyways, back to the last subject. Even if someone got donations from some... 'Christians Donation Group' for their medication or surgery of some sort, this cannot be thanked for by 'God'. For, the reality is, the people who donated this money have simply been...Blinded by the religions and curches to believe in God, and therefore, find it a worthy cause to donate to this charity group, when, for all we know, they could be taking alot of the funds for their own. Not that I'm saying that it isn't a good thing that people donate their money to this cause, for it is a worthy cause. It is not the people receiving the donations that are to be named as 'blind' and 'stupid' and 'tricked', but the ones who donated, or at least the ones that donated to this group simply because it is supposedly a 'Christians' charity group. Those who overlook the title 'Christians', and still find it in their hearts to donate, though, are not the ones to be blamed either.

Moving on...

If 'God' is for us, why would he let us suffer to such a high extent? We're probably one of their least favorite planets in the universe. They probably got bored with us by the time we began invading other countries purely for profit. They probably created another world, not wanting to destroy our planet, for they wanted to wait for us to fight against the many plagues of Judgment Day, wanting to see how highly our technology would grow by then. They're probably already created life on another planet, and is attempting to give them more direct attention than he did us, trying to create a more...Tamed civilization. Either that, or we're just one of his many toys that they used to have so much fun with, untill they finally got bored with us, and created so many other civilizations and planets, that we were simply tossed aside, like a child with a short attention span.

In conclusion, how the hell could there be a 'God', with today's many plagues, diseases, and things of that sort? Answer me this, and you just may be able to change my religious beliefs. But, you never know. I may be able to come up with more to counter what you tell me.

Oh, and, to clear some parts of this up, and so that you all know that I'm not the only one with these views on this subject:
Raven Wolf Claw "Oh, yes. God loves you. But, on the other hand, if you break a single one of the ten commandments, you will be damned to an eternity of painful hellfire in excruciatingly hot lava...But, don't worry. He still loves you.
zegoth13 nope nope nope
zegoth13 you see, thats where the whole jesus thing comes into play
zegoth13 according to the 'scriptures' which are very controversial scientifically still, jesus was sent to earth and murdered in order to save humankind from damnation
Raven Wolf Claw Didn't work well, did it?
zegoth13 ive never understood that...
zegoth13 why the hell would you send your only son to be murdered to save humankind, rather then grant humankind that grace stuff and fix it??
zegoth13 *shakes head* no sense...
Raven Wolf Claw Exactly.

  Note from editor: Theres an explanation as to the thought that sacrifice will awe humans and make humans oversee that there is no god but the humans themselves. It also humbles them to the sacrifices of daily life. The christians foolishly put that in as example and its not true for really jesus was a thief portrayed as a saviour. The book is just a history of put together stories to represent the past, instead of saying "is it true?" we should say "what related events can we uncover to use as proof and directed by the book?" God doesn't exist, but jesus was a figure based in truth to represent the idea of market and affair in a day of death and harshness. The whole church was geared to rule over the destructive emotions and desires as in torture, destructive impulse and warfare. Without it, we would still see torture as a daily routine and the atleantians past would not be revealed as they tried to rebuild their Utopia where people not ever aged. Only forced to move on by eruptions along the rising sea of coastline after the already done flood.


Raven Wolf Claw

Philosophy power rave

This is an example how idiotic in pose some can get. I believe it to be a power rave and self-conclusive. He starts in redemption and tells why.

I am in redemption, It is be as is an agreement. If I find it, the agreement I don't always decimate it unless not necessary. As necessarily, its as capable to do with. It seemed like seaward of an end of a romantic dream. Its this that is my way and why I feel redemption. Feel that way, but its as if a stop hitting me sign was flashed. Its like a philosophy on power itself. Lets go do it as its never been done before. Now go Honorary economic divisionary and direct to emphasize the point of freedom. As some would let you not ruin or do else at ease and confidential idea. Some would do as be in the dir(ection al). To be is to do as most in conclusion. As in dreams we are smart, sexy, and sassy. I would concur in this. As I have a ultra persuasive, conclusive aura.

Judges are not bad ever in this. If you can say ever its not never nor chlorine forever. Then your 'jedi master' like. Dripping out small bits of information only on a need-to-know basis until the time 'is right'. Able to say almost anything. Then in naet innately natural we go on to do. We go to do as we are such or search who we are..The one with the most is the least obvious, except to those who seek greed. As you get more, the need to get more diminishes. A by end thinking you become one but not always with the force or surroundings.

But intellectual considerations give em way to direct experience. Without sanity theres not but insanity. Kindnesses are karmic. The door represents the way. So imagine a door as a way. As the chaos causes the cat to grow, it also changes the dragon. To be stopped in body you are trapped in a moment by doing things in the mind. The mind reflects the reality of the around being there. As to get something, get the good person to hand it over before they think better. The procedure, Stop, continue on unless not needed. As it needs to be to as is assumed golden on. He only seems to be doing as assumed otherwise, she only seems to be doing as assumed needed.

As be assumed, it is as otherwise to be other where. As be the gelding. To each their own, in moments we beguile or we be done. Don't throw it away as is unless necessary. Now conclude to go else. As in hereditary, everything you have is not poisoned sensed. Some might say this is imaginative and auspicious.

A focus point to be life in a mode or Focus point to be lifemode. As in if I may be so understood. With a man to become a human from any other form. And some he man to become a masterful man or very humanlike. This is why inflective use is so misplaced, it is why your so informed. If you place it you are not dead. If not toward you or them then it isn't. Your like a druid yet alone with a set purpose. As soon as some, some set purpose is set with rife and to forgo set righteous self confluance, As when You've got that look you dont like the store quality, then stop. As if we are gone before they are here. The area must be secure.

Secure from things like chaotic anger. Wherefor chaotic anger, you take him or her and you hold him or her down till he or she tries to explain him or her self. Then the anger is over. One would be portly but admired and be in action. One could trap a person by using the opposing force. Through acts that cause it or cease it in a buildup of energy, to beat the abuser with each hand equal. Its an enclave to be conclusive, so be an self-seclusive or be self-exclusive. Try to sell support. Its be as in or be self supportive. So sell support on the moment by exclusive idea.

Its in an idea of an self conclusive thought out point due to evidences. Don't copy actions exactly or it could be a paradox. This doesn't work on the person who knows it already. Self-conclusion produce thought on self-paradox. Don't be kindly an able in one or you will self-procure. To self-procure you can defy the law. To defy in the law, don't always defy your own. Defy your own less intensity. Make for self-defense by psychic actions. Be of self-confidence, be of self-consistency. You mey need control over the situation.

Some might think it easy, but you might need a key. To create a key, imagine the area and pull some that might be assailed of the essence out of the area to form the key. The key to no attack, don't be there to be assaulted. Self-become be calm. Don't be self defiant as to self become be none self defiant by need if nothing else. Be by decieve if self defiant. Self create be able to make it up. Self need self-defiance unless not needed or asked for. As if the essence of surprise where "Don't expect me to but I do, that is so the element of surprise." To be set is settled in self by defiance unless not necessary.

As in fubu or football, It is to be well as to be well to do. Where Some continue where they go and sit. Some continue where they stop. The end game, To use it be in position and set purpose, a program of that plan an to change it and do over that which is a situation causer. There are no problems, there's only situation. To be concludive live to be capable. To be as conclusive as else unless not needed. Do otherwise what would be bad unless for a purposed reason. A end that is always there is not always seen. A cure to everything if needed as energy or as in energy pills. Some set justice for thieves. Some set to do cuill or cure evil, ill and otherwise. Pill motive sets the servitude.

In dreams as If you don't know something's fake, then it's not. Thats in dreams though this is for real. Where fastness is a hidden place. Stony basin is a rocky bowl shaped alley. Where ability to yield measures the strength. To be Freed the heart of the wood. Means slivered off the wood to the heart. Bearing the heart is to bear the strain and strength. If you knew the moment then you see it as if people are different. As the statement of a single phrase and its go and do or work gone and done. Deal with him by using him as of an expenditure. Some may do or not do but we continue on. Not effected, by one in many. With you in its exterior, its an interior of that of which it is. We need some to know and show spirit now. Where Riatsu is structured spirit power in rating by how its felt. This power is spirit power. As power in itself allowed things to manifest and do acts.

Some can use the ads or energy food intake and items by thinking it theirs and eating it or using it imaginarily. To embrace it we use infrastructure to know it. I disconnect at necessity. I am not nasty. As scent is not believing in it. It is in the subject at hand. The amount of force is 1 and 10 an to the power of 2n. This is The mending force, Think, Derive it, mend it. This works if as I am self sure of death and failure then one effect takes over. Its broken so its fixed. To distract and do action is to not always to forget the thought as what before you may have had. It never was broken.

Penalty, He can leave if he wants to. She can go where she wants to. To do things not like fueled by action and desire or calm or feud and revenge. Now you are the transducer fueled by evil and revenge and sometime good. For whatever force he has in him or her resignates as with energy. Its Evil that does some good and is a Push that does no shove so its to support others not just you. Its a conception that has energy used to propel or happen with it to permanize it, once permanized it effects physical reality. The idea is to be fair, so play fair, be nice and evil with the evil. As energy is act. Only xact center will get a feel of energy. The key potency is in moment.

Its disenteria as you think about it. Where the brain translates the language and breaks down to another language. So your Set guard is efficient by set name, make and contingency. Where go I can see it, set it and make it go. If you are to reflect upon the base amount or base idea and its active thereof or that action that is. As to go is to say, to act is to do, to know is to see. Go do this is to act. Action is applied by multiplication or multiples of things to do..

I believe in you as we just met. Be unduly aware of all those allowed unless necessary to go know and to see. Its just barely mention to do with it. I can't explain it exactly, I've just seen things happen that I didn't think were possible. I think I'm not the only one because it's just common sense. You have control over people that isn't explainable, as it just evaporates from thereof. Your common goal is a luxury of learning. A luxury of learning with a lifetime of moments by encourages, incourages, anchorages, unencourages. Where its to be its at work. its not to be if it won't work. Its a hive techtology. You may change it at will.

I'd call it dragon respect in fear by aura felt, but dragon respect makes you noticed. People are a little bit afraid, but that's only when they notice me, if they're not afraid of me they'll let me do just about anything. if it's not fear or allowance, then they're drawn to me. the other is that they don't notice me. Those are the four extremes. To use fear to fear the moment and the person is not feared thus its he is ignored treating supplies as surplus. First you satisfy safety to set your mind to a single set goal. To set and satisfy safety you must set your goal.

Use fear to control and bear your gut reaction, your gut reaction is a razor sharp edge. They use fear an to control themselves by it and its fear that allows their way. The more fear the more they will do something negative. The less fear the more likely they will let you alone and do their own thing. Sometimes the more fear the more likely reaction to the area surround. Or the more likely a coup de stage coach. To too much known fear and they lash out in equally set proportion at a spoken command as with not too much word ever expressed.

Put raw bluster and raw force then thats what you get. Effects even if your not really there or not. So Move over bacon Its still in there. Impossible to predict, impossible to control its as easy as that. It is as it is of it..a description of a unopposable viewer. He can be beaten if he thinks he won. She can be cheated if she thinks she won. Most won't go through another breakdown. To be of, barge in, and be of no idea again but not in-between two people. Anger will forget you. Its set by street goal and that is the purpose.

So it is to be as in ol moment. Some good ol boy moment, As in we do it to be friends not enemies. So An equal moment is with an neutral tone. This makes your body feel like exercising. Some hazard is haphazard and its desire in the end. Willing to follow in fallacy. Add dope to making as fallacy. To mold and animate is the goal, to move is to mold it by use of force. To cause by a use is to cause what you say to occur. So now it is of a moment of joy. You could go to the store, you could go to get a donut. As certex, the more certex (certain expectancy) the more certain the more trouble the more lax or the more certex the more lax.

Its so like me to bring about an end. as I remain unaffected, espionage to make do, so pay attention and you flare unless a divert is incurred. You can't follow me if I can do whatever I want so whatever the rule it is not effective against me unless a necessary where there are inside thoughts inner consolance. A ring is a conveyance of thoughts or seeing. Any advantage I don't give away unless necessary. You sorta found one of those things that is of sup up. Its on a way to be faded but not be seen. As any we go and set stop. I got them through espying, espiada, espada and this is scrying, espionage, and natural force. To reset everything to redo as will.

The sometime rant

"To selectively see is to do dor it as agi is for the moment."

This is a rant of sometime and not that long ago

Sometime is to do but it isn't advisable all the time. What we do is considered of a sometime. We each seek to do things that of what we do get from or achieve with as it is to do as but as not to do with a not and as do to deceive as well. After all, its up to us to get what we want from this time as it was to do but recieve. This to do but understand it as well a thing to do. Because its to do as we want but not with whom we do it with to do when we do it to deceive, we go forth to achieve and not dupe. Believing when we do that we are to do right. So much to do for it the idea, we seek to know and trust to do as well as we do it. To be able and plausible. So it seems good. Those of course are an of that believe in this world of tend to follow this idea as quoted from "Gangs don't have power".

"A willingness to change can lead to resourceful idea in solutions to even the most complex problems. Although it may take a few days before we feel the positive impact of direct motion, we already can already sense by sensibleness that things are about to change. Driving our feelings deep beneath the surface. This with a smooth triangulation effect encourages us to be more obsessive about our desires in todays time. We can find additional meaning from our search as previously hidden feelings are finally expressed. It is what we feel by what we express. We reign in out emotions due to metaphysical richness. We may feel more motivated than we act. And is placing us in situations where imagined inadequacies get in the way of our success. 'A of em of them'. Rufus is our all time master, so please be at peace.

As giving us just days to tie up as many loose ends as possible. Energy with this might not help us think too clearly, but it can put us in touch with the deeper purpose of life as communication issues are brought to the forefront. Still we may be confused until we are jolted when awakening circumverential energy occurs. But as with the moon, our energy diffuses into an ocean of thoughts and feelings that defies conceptualization. We can escape from our regular work and give ourselves permission to feed our dreams, fly with our fantasies or float on the water while celebrating or relaxing the day with a drift like feel.

Busyness or besyness, This can reactivate certain recent dilemmas concerning our ongoing struggles with the manifestation of our dreams, reminding us that relationships can fall short of our idea. Our dreams are not to be a struggle and Yet we must live in the real world. Annoyances makes it difficult to judge the actual impact of our behavior on others. Non-conformist energy, is reminding us that we don't need to lose our individuality in order to participate in group activities. But the paradox goes deeper today, for the Moon connects us with our feelings, but with water it encourages us to keep a bit of emotional distance.

Nevertheless, a protective energy make it difficult an to know how to balance our need to nurture with a desire for independence. This illuminates the futility of withholding our feelings. Meanwhile, beautiful effect with imagination revs up our dream machine while preventing us from running away with our desires as is the case. The disturbances are not "out there;" they stem from our anxious reactions to the events. To block out anxious reaction we meditate.

Although we may truly have fires to extinguish, the real work must be done not so on entertainment for ourselves. A Creative energy grounds us, so we can face our issues. With aims to inspiration, We may recognize that although we are bound to the Earth plane, there are many journeys to take -- both in the real world and on metaphysical planes. Additionally, our feelings may get us into trouble now as energy could drive us irrational. Irrational behavior and emotional methods form an irritation or to deal with it forms a conformist. Waves of powerful emotions wash us one way and another as the Moon energy dynamically squares itself. Basically It can be difficult to balance our desires with our reality.

Never in the less, we can turn our dreams into reality with common sense and hard work. To do this, intensity with energy doesn't always keeps us as to meditate to keep in touch with our deepest desires. To be light in faith keeps us in belief. Warlike energy made us impatient as today we cool our heels as the angry heat energy is moderated into sensibility. Instead of initiating something new, we don't always need to sustain what we already started. As to say the subconscious can continue what we start. The subconscious has a tendency to develope our brain with each use."

This can lead to self-belief and self-conduct of a subliminal type. Where our subconscious is the thing, that leads our body but we think on a different tract. But basically it alleviates blame as we don't always do as to this belief. So some can try to do but not always achieve, and that is not reflected in the belief above. Some of them try themselves to become otherwise and try to fit better, but it all comes down to this "as it was as it is it is as it always was, so we continue as we do and hopefully we come out or through" I believe self decree is someplace but not always here. You see they believed the belief. This leads us to some self derisive thoughts by idea, and goals that make us laugh as a memory.

So some are of a self-desire, where self-goals are of to become able to deal with things. Self-desire is self-decree when spoken aloud. It is as an ending to itself so we speak to others as if ourselves. Try to weave it, try not to objectively believe it. As it can also oftentimes lead us to our doom. The motto for their greeting could be "as if to fare". I saw this strange greeting that reminds me of it. "Peace, good morning, good evening, good afternoon, good night, chiou" Some I know put this into perspective and cut down the idea into sections. The ineffectual use is not our strong suite. Some say "I only did it to protect my self rights." 'As it is if it comes to what of or as of it. An en of is their the.'

Some self-decree to become. As its due dumb to be as due. As the idea to a dumb point. As to the dumb. As dumb to dumb that. As to believe is as a way to do. We do. So thats whats we condition ourselves to do. But we don't have to keep that condition. We see to do, do to know and as to evil deject to evil. But are we actually the same as them or as we make ourselves. Its as we believe we become and sometimes not as we are. As we are, we do to conjoin to others as in believe it or not. Its an about that is what we sometimes find ourselves going for. Sometimes its as if an as to be freud in an associate. Some can say this law effects them.

'Inconsistence is a set of goal service. Considered an inconsiderateness. Do is to do otherwise, not as in to die otherwise, a force to considerance as is do or die. The way of spontaneous insubstantiality is idea that is to spontaneously separate your body, considered, in case of idea or aggression against you. To excuse or cause a little fire in a grid like fashion, and use is as if a energy of its own. Is to be as not. To be energy in preparation but use is evidential. Apparel is to be as able with devisings, these are any object with us. Restituents is to be a able person and on a waiting list or a client. Ap as an affluence of idea, in an appliance by use. Af to be of is more to be of like it is as like after effect as after use. Affluece in use. Constituents are to be as with substance an at most no abuse and act like a object or to be of constant movement and activity. Some are to cancel be. Agropynics, an cope to be as an able in profession by use. Agryponics, it is to cure as in whatever possible the energy.' An efficient theory follows. Efficient use is in anything."

The idea of this came from an idea, of how to manipulate the spirit and body in use of a sentence. As an idea, its to seem like an influence, so accept it is of an idea by what it means to make where it is. So you can say its where its family as well. As you can see, its also a failing on a grade scale.

Treating the sentence as a be of the human language, where
. is stop an till we need to be go on,
, is pause for a wee bit or wait for,
" is repeat something",
' is to requote something or get slightly angry,
! is to get ticked off,
: is to wait for something important,
; is to shortly hold and wait,
() is to include in er with,
[] Is to think about or maj include,
{} is to think about,
+ is to add in,
- is to subtract or wait a few,
= is to calculate,
# is to pound or think of number,
is % is to compare it of,
^ is to raise a point of,
& to include with,
* any possible effect or multiple effect as any which way,
@ is to locate at,
<> To compare greater to,
? is to question,
/ is to back in slash or forward attack, to defend
\ is to foward in slash or to retreat,
:: match to. Any phrase or word is to do or act.

This is as * the way to become and % area to see it. Meaning In any possible effect way of the way to become and compare to the area to see it. "This is a reminder of An ineffluant. unineffluant. coinfluant. Or ineffectualness energy influence, that is in the next stage a particle of the next stage, and the last stage of a coin influent." Try to guess what it is inefficient for by what it says or what you guess it is saying.

Shizuka's mind and body rant

I learned something amazing about thoughts and the mind. Like the conscious mind is as a watch gate for the subconcious which is connected to the universal mind. Universal mind has everything and contains anything. Everything thing in the environment is just an energy example of the table which is nothin but protons and electrons from the inside and we humans manipulate it through oyour thoughts everyday. The universal mind is what gives us what we desire through the subconscious and everything around you is just an effect of your mind as an illusion of your mind. Yes, that's true as that means you are actually controlling your environment and making what you think of it so if you think now that you are perfect and your body is healthy and impress your subconscious with it, it will happen. Its like body manipulation, where that would happen to work.

It always works as someone said who read a book by this author in 1926. He said it was amazing but he forgot the name. He said that these diseases that come upon us, come because we are afraid of them and that fear opens a bridge for the diseases from where they are. Actually the bacteria or the virus doesn't give us flue because it is unintelligent matter, it is your fear that it will cause flue, that allows your subconscious to make your body react that way. Also going to the gym doesn't give us a good body, its the visualization of a perfect body that we do while we are in gym that gives you the body we want. So without going to the gym you can have the body you want just by visualization and belief.

I always somehow found a loop hole in the mind to use this method to change my body. So going on, just by constantly impressing your subconscious on your desire of anything. You allow it to manifest itself in reality. You've to visualize, believe and feel that you have what you wanted and that you will have it. An thats the way. It changed my life. I gave me self-confidence in myself.

Shizuka

Samantha's poetry corner

Dream

I had a dream
that the world
that the universe
had stopped

I looked around
then let go
I fell into the sky
and become a bright star.

I looked down at the earth
I watched the moon raise
I watched you laugh
I watched you cry

I looked around
then let go
I fell down to earth
and became a burnin' comet

I looked up at the sky
I watched the sun raise
I watched you laugh
I watched you cry.

-Samantha

Forgetting your name

Hey, Dance a little longer
(Turn and spin me 'round)
Hey, Walk about a bit longer
(Turn and spin me 'round)

Out of my head
losing my mind
I've forgotten your name
I've forgotten your face

Hey, But thats ok
(Turn and spin me 'round)
Hey, Trample on the rose
(Turn and spin me 'round)

Out of my head
losing my mind
I've forgotten your name
I've forgotten your face

Hey, You've trampled my soul
(Turn and spin me 'round)
Hey, But i'll keep dancing,
(Turn and spin me 'round)
-Samantha

Live again

Below the ocean,
inside my heart,
the dreg settles
slowly, it fills my heart
until I can't draw a breath
I drown in the worst parts of me
'cause I refuse to see
the life I could have
I just need to look up
At the sun shining through
the clear ocean waters
Push off the bottom
and live in Life
and let the waters purify me
and love again
laugh again
breathe again
live again.

-Samantha

Fake

Look at the Paint you bare
See the pretty ribbons in your hair
Dance to their tune
Laugh in the June
See the butterflies
Maybe someday you'll fly

I look at you, so fake
I laugh at you, so fake
Your so fair-weather, so fake
You'll never survive the storm
because your so fake

I gasp in fear
I realize I've looked in the mirror
I'm so fake, so fake
I'll never survive the storm
Because I'm so fake

I look at myself, so fake
I laugh at myself, so fake
I'm so fair-weather, so fake

I'll never survive the storm
Because I'm so fake.

-Samantha

Lovefall

Drifting in that sea of dream and mist,
She wondered at what she kept from herself
Holding her breath, but no longer needing to
Longing for something more, something solid,
That she could stand on,
That she would trust in,
And she fell away, leaving her soul
In that cold wet nothing
Until she might find what her heart wished.
Falling down, not worrying about the bottom that rushed
to great her
Falling down, not knowing about the pain so close
to the surface
Falling down, Falling in love

-Samantha

Osiris's poetry

This poetry is from Osiris:

Hate

Hate is but one feeling felt by our disgraced human race. Unlike happiness, the most positive of emotions, hate is negative but could have been formed from happiness or love. Hate can make one do many a stupid thing. It could bring one to hurt, torment or to even kill. Hate is normal to many, but having it for long holds the risk of turning one into a berserker; one who feels no pain but was formed from it.

Osiris Kashim

Ymir and yggsdrasil

Ymir

There was nothing in the beginning but seemingly almost endless chasm called the Ginnungagap. Ginnungagap was a void like the Greek Chaos. Ginnungagap was bordered by Niflheim, which is the place of darkness and ice, far to the north; and Muspelheim, a place of fire, far to the south. Out of this chaos the first being came into existence from the drop of water when ice from Niflheim and fire from Muspelheim met.

This first being was Ymir, a primeval giant. The frost-giants called him Aurgelmir, but everyone else called him Ymir. Ymir became father of a race of frost-giants.

Ymir was the father of six-headed son that was nourished by a cosmic cow called Audumla. Audumla fed herself by licking the salty rime-stone, until that stone was licked into a shape of man. This stone-man was named Buri and he was the first primeval god. Buri was the father of Bor.

Bor married the giantess Bestla, the daughter of the frost-giant Boltha. And they became the parents of the first Aesir gods Odin, Vili (Hoenir) and Ve.

Ymir grew so large and so evil that the three gods killed Ymir. The blood that flowed from Ymir's wound was so great that almost all the frost giants drowned in the torrent. Only the frost giants Bergelmer and his wife escape the flood in a chest, arriving on the mountain of Jötunheim (Jotunheim), which became the home of the giants.

Yggdrasill and the Nine World
Odin and his brothers then used Ymir's body to create the universe. This universe comprises of nine worlds. They placed the body over the void called Ginnungagap.

They used his flesh for creating the earth and his blood for the sea. His skull, held up by four dwarves (Nordri, Sudri, Austri, and Vestri), was used to create the heaven. Then using sparks from Muspelheim, the gods created the sun, moon and stars. While Ymir's eyebrows were used to create a place where the human race could live in; a place called Midgard (Middle Earth).

A great ash tree called Yggdrasill ("World Tree") supported the universe, with roots that connects the nine worlds together. One root of Yggdrasill extends to Muspelheim ("world of fire"), while another root to Niflheim (the "world of cold" or "of ice"). Niflheim was sometimes confused with Niflhel; Niflhel being known by another name ? Hel, was the world of the dead. Hel was sometimes used interchangeably with Niflhel by many writers, as the world of the dead.

While one root was connected to Asgard (home of the Aesir), another root to Vanaheim (home of the Vanir). The frost giants lived Jötunheim (Jotunheim). Midgard was the world for human. Alfheim was home of the light elves (ljósálfar). There was also the underground world for the black elves (svartálfar), called Svartalfheim. The dwarves inhabited the world of Nidavellir.Besides the three roots of Yggdrasill, there were three wells.

The Norns guarded the Urdarbrunnr, which is often known as "Weird's Well", "Wyrd's Well" or "Urda's Well". The Weird's Well was considered to be very holy. The Norns were Urda or Weird or Wyrd ("Past"), Verdandi ("Present") and Skuld ("Future"). Two swans drink from this well.

The Norns cared for the root near the Weird's Well. Every day, they take water from the holy well, pouring on the root and soil, so that at least this root doesn't rot or decay likes the other roots. The mud was white in colour. This white mud caused honeydew to fall to the earth, keeping the valley around the well to be forever green.

Each day, the Aesir sit at the court at Weird's Well. Horses take the Aesir to this court. Odin rides Sleipnir. Ten other horses were given names: Glad, Gyllir, Glær, Skeidbrimir, Silfrtopp, Sinir, Gils, Falhofnir, Gulltopp (belonging to Heimdall) and Lettfet. Balder's horse was burned with him. Apart from Sleipnir and Gulltopp, no specific horses were assigned to a particular god. The Aesir must ride across Bifrost (Rainbow Bridge) to reach Weird's Well.

Thor doesn't bother to ride to attend the court. Thor walked and waded through the rivers, Kormat and Ormt and two Kerlaugs.

The second well was Mímisbrunnr (Mimisbrunnr) or the "Well of Mimir", which was also known as the "Well of Knowledge". The well was said to be guarded by the Aesir god named Mimir, a Norse god of wisdom. See the Well of Knowledge in the Search for Wisdom on how Odin pay Mimir to drink from this well.

The third well was called Hvergelmir or the "Roaring Kettle", where a giant serpent called Nidhogg, continuously gnaws at the root of Niflheim. Eventually, Nidhogg will eat its way through the root that will cause Yggdrasill to collapse. But this won't happen until Ragnarok finally arrived. Nidhogg also liked sucking on the bodies of the dead.

There are many other animals that dwelled around Yggdrasill. Apart from Nidhogg, there were countless snakes living with the great serpent. From above, four harts or stags feed on the foliage. The harts were given the names of Dain, Duneyr, Durathror and Dvalin. So with Nidhogg feed on one root from above, the stags feed from above, while the side of the tree rotted, Yggdrasill suffered greatly.

Perched on one of the branches was a great eagle, wise beyond its years. A hawk, called Vedrfolnir sit between the eyes of the eagle. Not only that. There was a squirrel called Ratatosk who seemed to enjoy running up and down the great ash tree, delivering malicious messages between the eagle from above and Nidhogg below.

Maelstrom works

Twisted Reality
A depressive little tale. I wrote this accidently when I was depressed really bad.
its nice tho, read it please.

I feel like an asshole
And a bad son
Suddenly I take this all up on me
Blame it on myself
Like I always did
It's tearing me
And breaking me apart
But no one cares to listen
Fool methods and idiot hopes
None of use
None are good

If I am the one who's wrong
Then why is it so hard for me to find my wrongs?
Why is my pleasure and joy so limited?
Where have I gone wrong?
When have I fallen from my grace?
But all the fights and all the bad things
Always seem to start with me
But yet I try so hard
So unbelievably hard
To be good and kind
To everyone and all
And even with that I am unable to keep peace
Then maybe I don't posses a hearth

And then yet
Memories come up
Of every pleasure and pride being swiped away with one wave of hand
On and on
No has ever taken strength to listen
To my simple song
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How it all Began
This story is about Mailstrom and Celtor. They are both Human`s.
In this story they are characters from the game Rubies of Eventide

It all began on that day...
The day Celtor was born. At the age of 12 young Celtor had learned swordsmanship quite well. Running across the central quarters with his wooden swords hitting trees an passing by guards. No one minded they all said "hahah what a cute little fella".
When Celtor was 15 he and a couple of friends went into the poor quarters to buy some iron for his father. Suddenly a couple of figures came out of the shadow "Give us ye money little fella" Celtor pulled his Tulwar witch he got from his father and said "Come here and take it" his friends stood there watching their friend, they where just kids how could they fight grown men. The men had pulled their knife and went to Celtor laughing slightly. With great speed Celtor cut trough them not hesitating for a second. the bodies fell on the ground. Celtor stood there and watched what he had done with great eyes. "i killed them!" he said. His friends where confused first he bravely pulls his sword then he kills the thugs without mercy and now he looks at his work with fear.
Celtor ran home
When Celtor reached the age of 20 he was already one of the adventurers who fought against the Bladesman. Holding his magical Tulwar he cut trough many bodies and slew many Bladesman and finally even killed their leader on his own.
Celtor was 25 years old and was a legend among the humans that lived in New Jollis (no kidding here I was the most knows human walking around I think, this was when I started ROE), he had joined an order knows as the knight of the rose.
The leader of the knights had a weird taste of honor (tough Celtor) he demanded Celtor learned some kind of ranged attack but Celtor refused, what is honor in combat when your opponent cannot hit you and you can hit them?
After a few years spend with the knighthood he left them and put up his own knight hood. The warriors of Pelor.
Drakos (Drak if you mind your name being here tell me ) was the first to join. Celtor saw much potential in Drakos and after a few months Drakos became Celtors right hand.
At the age of 30 Celtor put his things together and went to a meeting of the Pelors. "Drakos" he started "it is time you took over as the lord of Pelor" Drakos says "Thank you but but...why?"
"It is time I explored the wide world of Vormis, I have seen enough of New Jollis" Celtor answered.
Drakos told his friend good bye and looked as Celtor left the gates for Erosis may know how long"

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Maelstrom stroked his long black hair and went into New Jollis "hail thee" he says smiling to the guards. "Hail thee traveler" The guards answered. Maelstrom entered the fair city of New Jollis and took a deep breath. Maelstrom walked around the city waving and smiling at everyone. Now people found this strange but they waved back most of them. Maelstrom was a kind of person who can quickly become your friend, but he didn't look impressive, ragged clothes and a glaive in his hands. Maelstrom wasn't very rich so he entered the poor quarters to spend a night there at the inn. As he walked he noticed a fair citizen being harassed by an ogre thugs waving has dagger in front an almost dead Leshies face. Maelstrom ran to the ogre used his glaive as a pogo to get higher than the ogre and sliced of the head from the ogres torso with a clean swipe. "Thank you" said the Leshie, he gave maelstrom some coins and ran of into the darkness. Maelstrom looked at the coins. 5 golden coins with a square in the center "5 Larns" he gasped. He than realized he had probably saved a merchant who else could have that much money. Mail soon realized that almost every adventurer had a pouch full of prox. Maelstrom made many friends and herd many tales of long forgotten heroes his favorite was Celtor since he was the only human he had heard about.
Maelstrom became one of the finest polearmers in the city vanquishing Bladesman after Bladesman until that one day......

Maelstrom went out the sewers cleaning his Lucerne hammer of some crushed bone peaces "darn skeletons keep making my hammer dirty". Mail was getting sick of New Jollis, he had cleaned the sewers clean a million times but those darn undead kept coming; now Maelstrom wasn't quite strong enough to venture deeper and kill the source Yrago.
Maelstrom hugged his friend's good-bye and went into wide Vormis.

He walked around and met new monsters and new areas until he reached the great mountains. Determined to reach the top he started to climb it. For three hard weeks he climbed before he reached the top.
Once there a never-ending mist blinded him.

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Celtor stood on a mountaintop fighting some shady looking things. He strook with great speed faster than he ever did. The creatures seemed faster and dodged his every attack. Yet Celtor wasn't the best dodger and the creatures managed to wound him quite badly. Each hit seemed to drain his very essence. Suddenly a pole arms pierced trough the center of the banshee and it vanished with a great yell. The other banshees hit Celtor one last time and fled.
Celtor`s legs where to weak to hold him he last visions where of a man running to him holding a great pole arm. He fell a felt a something pierce trough his body, this was it his live had ended.

Maelstrom recognized the sword Celtor had held, the warrior must have been Celtor there was no other legend he knew of that had a quick Tulwar. He gently took the body in his arms and bound it on his back with a rope. Maelstrom climbed down the mountain.
Maelstrom was tired climbing down must have been harder with this body on his back. There was no time to waist he had to find a priest of Erosis to resurrect Celtor. He looked for 2 months. Maelstrom went crazy the body on his back started to rot and there was no temple nearby. Maelstrom was tired he fell on his knees and dropped the body. Maelstrom started to pray knowing Celtor was to far gone to be resurrected but still he prayed suddenly a woman's voice spoke to him "Celtor has been drained of his essence sacrifice some of yours and I can bring him back into a new live form for this body is to far gone" Maelstrom spoke back in confusion and terror "Then i shall sacrifice my own live essence to bring him back". All Maelstrom remembered was a great flash

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Maelstrom awoke in a bright room, his eyes where fuzzy he saw a couple of persons and a stick. He took the stick into his hands to support is legs. "He's awake finally" said e female voice "Maelstrom? Are you okay" said another voice. "I'm fine" Maelstrom answered.
He could look normal again he saw two elves. A blond elf with a Tulwar at his side and a girl wearing red robes that covered her hair. "I am fine really" Maelstrom said again "Where is I" he asked. "Your in the temple of Erosis in New Jollis""New Jollis?" Maelstroms seemed confused suddenly Maelstrom realized he didt know his own name. Suddenly the blond elf walked up to him "lets just say your home Mailstrom" Mailstrom so that was his name (Now you know why my name is Mailstrom and not Maelstrom). They left the temple and told each other goodbye, the blond elf told Mailstrom "Thank you, your sacrifice will always be remember"

To be continued....

I hope you all enjoyed this, I took me over an hour to write it heh ^^

Winter Forest
This is an Angst story, this story tends to sadden and confuse its readers
be sure to read it at OWN RISK. The main character is Ayirien, a gray fox.
My current character and the replacement of Mailstrom.

It was your usual night in a winter. One could barely see anything due the darkness and the snow that gently cried down from the sky above.
It was a typical night that one would stay home and sit wrapped in warm blankets.
Yet someone had decided to not follow these rules. Nay, this one was slowly walking around in the forest. He was warmly clothed,
a huge and heavy black winter coat, woolen trousers and a good pair of sturdy boots.
He was walking around pondering about something that is of none real importance for this story.
The fox that was walking around was the gray fox named Ayirien, or Ayi for short.


Ayi shivered, even though he had thick winter clothing it still was cold. He took the coat and pulled it up and tightened it to make it warmer.
He looked up to the sky the restless snow flocks sat down on his muzzle and his blood red hair. Ayi smiled, he loved the snow,
and every flock did what it wanted. Ayi shivered again as he walked trough the white sprinkled forest.
He was on his way home from his every days walk in the forest, but he was halted for an unknown reason to him and us.
Ayi looked around, his ears twitching gently to the sound of movement around him, for a long moment he stood and did nothing but listen closely.
He covered his green eyes with the flesh that was made for it, closing his eyes. His ears where more sensitive now,
the could now hear the footsteps more clearly but the direction still remained a mystery. Ayi could clearly hear these where small hasty footsteps,
coming from.. yes he knew now, from his left.
The fox followed the trail the sound left behind until he saw a small kitten run trough the forest wearing just a linen old white robe.
Ayi chased after her, what was a child doing here at night, in such cold?


"I must get this to mommy""I must get this to mommy" said a weak little girly voice.
She was running trough the forest as if death was chasing her. She held something in her little paws,
something important because she pressed it against her chest.
"I must get this to mommy" she closed her eyes en a sprinkle of liquid tears came out of her eyes. She kept running,
but she did not notice a stone on the ground and tripped. She fell face down into the cold snow, dropping a little golden chest in front of her,
out to her reach.
She quickly jumped up and her little paws reached for the chest, but her tired body did not help her.
Suddenly a metal plated boot appeared behind the chest, long slim fingers with long sharp back nails reached down and grabbed the chest.
The girl looked up and saw a gray furred, kind, green-eyed foxy face. His green eyes where examining the green box.
The other paw was rubbing the chin of his fine face.


He noticed the girl and lowered the chest and looked at the little girl. She was afraid of the tall dark figure. She crawled back against a tree.
Ayi looked at her, he reached his paw out for her to help her stand up.
As response the girl curled up in a ball, her eyes never leaving Ayi. "Do not worry little one,
I am not going to harm you, here" he moved his paw with the chest towards her "here go on, I believe this is yours"
She took the box into her paws and look at it, and then at Ayi "thank you." she said slowly and unsecured. The fox smiled and asked,
"What is a little girl like you doing in a dark forest like this?" she looked away and said "I must bring this to mommy""I must" she quickly added,
her eyes starting to wet again. "Where is your mommy?" Ayi said after awhile, he wanted to ask her of the box but decided not to.
"I may not say." she said disappointed.
Ayirien stepped a bit closer to her and ducked to get to a same height as she. "Why not?" he asked friendly, "because they are listening".
Ayi narrowed his eyes "they?"
The girl nodded slowly her eyes rolling around.


A cold shiver ran down the fox's spine. A shiver he always felt when there was someone watching him.
He quickly grabbed the girl and put his arm around her chest and pulled her closed to him. Ayi was still kneeling,
in his free paw a blood red rose was twitching, he was not alone.
Everything went silent, not a sound anywhere, just their gentle and careful breathing.
It seemed as everywhere in the darkness red gleaming eyes where staring at them, no.at her. No.at the box.
Sssshhhhh, whispered Ayi into her ear, he needed no to say that; she was motionless. Her eyes where closed,
forcefully closed pressing on each other; not wanting to see what was going on.
Ayi`s eye's on the contrary where observing the whole area; he would act at the first sign of danger.
But danger never came, long minutes they sat in the cold snow, waiting for something to attack, or speak,
but there was nothing,
nothing at all.


Ayi lowered his rose, but as he did that he heard laughing. He heard laughter from everywhere around him.
They where surrounded by god knew what or who. "Show yourselves!" Ayi spoke to the shadows. "Help Me," said the little kit.
Ssshhhh, still laughter from everywhere. Wicked laughter, dark laughter, it wasn't loud, it where small sick laughter's from everywhere.
Ayi lowered his eyes, to the snow; his eyes spotted a trail of blood, the area had changed from a dark forest into a true nightmare twilight zone forest.
The trees where high with long branches reaching out to them, blood was drilling of every branch,
the pallid white grass quickly was blood red of the blood it had absorbed.


Ayi put his paws on the kitten's ears, he didn't want her to hear or see what was happening, he didn't want to see it himself either,
but he did not have much choice. This was something he couldn't fight; he'd have to let go of the kit; which could mean her end.
Otherwise he'd have to sit here and wait, wait and wait until something would happen.
I will wait, Ayi decided. He closed his eyes and tried to ignore all that happened around him.


His ears twitched, his rose instantly changed into a trident, he took the girl in his arm and lounged forward at the sound.
An ugly cry of agony followed his graceful action. Ayi slowly stood up. His eyes opened, two gleaming green eye's inspected the kit,
she was fine. His trident red from fresh blood. Ayi didn't want to know what he killed so he quickly moved on, his hearth was pounding in his neck,
the branches of the trees seemed to attacked him, and the eyes followed him like being surrounded by ghosts.


"There" The girl had opened her eyes and was pointing at a tree. Not just a tree, it was a huge tree; the biggest Ayi had ever seen.
"Mommy" the child silently whispered, she jumped out of his arm and ran to the tree "leave us kind sir." she said.
Ayi hesitated, the where surrounded.he felt it.he saw it.smelled it.
"Very well" Ayi slowly turned around and walk away, but his ears where sharp, for any sound of danger.
He hid somewhere and kept eye on the girl.


She opened the chest and took out a hauntingly shimmering leaf; she rubbed the leaf on the tree.
"No! NO!! NOO!" a whispering scream from the forest. Ayi stood ready with his trident waiting for something to charge the girl..
yet nothing happened "Be gone," said the kitten, but not the voice.. no.to him!
"Be gone Fox, you mustn't be here.""Why" said Ayirien; the kit stepped towards Ayi, she saw him,
she gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek "Thank you for getting me here." She said gently, and clearly afraid. "Go, now, please."
Ayi saw that he had no choice. He had a painful feeling that when he'd leave that this would end quickly for the girl.
"No, I will not leave" Ayirien said, he could not leave her alone. "I am sorry to hear that, then I shall save you my lord," The girl said,
her words where not that of a child in his ears.
"What?" where the last words Ayi could say. After that his vision turned red and he fell down.


Two green eyes opened and look around. It was morning, the sky was yellow, and it was very early. Ayi slowly stood up.
He looked at his paws, one of the was soaked red, with blood. He look at his chest, there was a wound, it was gazing and bleeding, and it hurt.
The fox got up using his trident as a walking staff. He looked around, the forest was behind him,
he made a step towards the forest; something stopped him. His face fell down, his eyes locked on the ground, a tear flew down his eye.
He turned around and went away from the forest.


Behind him was a pole,
soaked red with blood.
On it was the head of a kitten,
a very young kitten.
with fear in her eyes.



Fin

written bij Mailstrom