Sorry it has been so long since I've added to the story, I have not been feeling so well. However I made this addition pretty long to sort of make up for it. Here is more of chapter one...
Aleda closed the door and whispered to Callisto. "Callisto! Wake up, we have to get out of here!" she cried quietly. Callisto stirred awake. "Wh...where are we?" she said after looking around. "I'll explain later! We have to get out of here!" She whispered. Callisto stood up and went to the window, while Aleda looked out into the hall through the keyhole. "The coast is clear. Open the window!" Callisto pushed on the window, but it wouldn't budge. "It must be locked!" she cried. She searched around it for a lock. "There's no lock!" Aleda flew over to the window. She tapped the window with her wand, and it quickly opened.
"Hurry!" she said as they heard shuffling outside the door. Both jumped out the window, without even looking where they were jumping. The gravity of that decision was realized when they realized that they were falling far down into rocky water.
Callisto closed her eyes and thought "We're going to die!...NO! We can't die!" Suddenly a flash of light shot all around them. Callisto and Aleda both had their eyes closed, afraid to look. That is, until they realized they were safe, and seemed to be on land. "You saved us Aleda!" Callisto said with more happiness than she thought she had the ability to have. "It wasn't me, I was too scared to think. Hell, I even have wings, I could have just flew out." she replied. "Well, then what just happened?" "You saved us!"
Callisto beamed. "Really? I did that?" she said excitedly. "Yes, we'll talk more about it soon. First we have to get out of here. We're just outside the castle, and I have somewhere I need to take you!" Aleda whispered.
They ran into the forest, Aleda leading the way. It seemed like they had been walking for hours, when Aleda landed onto a flower. "Let's rest here, they won't be able to find us, well as long as I make this area invisible." Aleda flicked her wand, and a bubble appeared around them. "There!" she said, with a note of accomplishment in her voice. "It's been awhile but I still got it!" She said as she did a little celebration dance. Callisto laughed at her.
Callisto's stomach let out a growl of hunger. "No worries! I have almost unlimited power, so what would you like to eat!" Aleda said as she brought her wand up. "Hmm...I know! How about some chicken and dumplings! Ooh! And some broccoli with cheese on top!" Callisto exclaimed. Aleda laughed and swished her wand so that a table with the most delicious looking food that she had ever seen. Callisto and Aleda plopped down on either side of the table, Aleda actually on the table, and they began to chow down. Callisto dropped her fork for a second, as she thought about what was going on.
"Where were we? and Who were my parents? What's going on?" Callisto asked. Aleda sighed. "I knew the day would come when I'd have to give you all the rest of the details. I just hoped it would be much later on. However, I will tell you."
Aleda swished her wand, and a cloud of smoke appeared before them. "Now I can only tell you what I remember. I'm much older than I look, and some memories are broken from the days before you were born. Besides, I don't really know all the details." Aleda flicked her wand again, and a scene appeared inside the fog, as though it were a tv screen.
"This is called a Disque De Simra. It is essentially the only way to view anothers memory without force, and pretty much the only way of doing it without causing damage." She flicked her wand again, and the Disque De Simra began to spin around them, faster and faster, until they were swooped up into a sort of Disque De Simra tornado. Callisto closed her eyes out of fear, but opened them when she realized she was no longer spinning.
They were standing in what looked like a throne room. A few people were on the other side of the room, frozen as if in a paused movie. A woman with dark black hair sat at the throne, a large crown with a star at the top sat atop her head. Standing to her right was a man with bright shiny red hair. He seemed to be a foot or two taller than Callisto, and he was very handsome. He wore a long red cloak with a gold belt around the waist. At first glance Callisto thought the man's ears were on fire, but a closer looked revealed that they were just earring of birds that had the appearance as though they were completely made up of fire. A matching talisman of the bird hung around his neck.
To the right of the queen, stood a woman just as tall as the man, if not taller. She had long blonde hair, that was braided into many small braids. the braids split off into a pony tail on each side of her head. She was quite beautiful, and Callisto felt as though she were staring into a mirror as she looked into the woman's face. The woman wore what looked like a very strong armor suit. It was a saphire blue color, and it looked as though she could wear it in battle, then head off to some kind of party soon after. On her left hand was a quite large saphire ring, with a shiny white band. A pair of saphires dangled from her ears, and an even larger saphire hung around her neck, all matching.
Callisto realized how strange it was to be staring at these people, as they stood or sat frozen in place, and she turned to Aleda. "So where are we?" she finally said. But Aleda didn't move. Callisto ran to her "Aleda!" she cried. She heard Aleda's laugh behind her. "That was me almost 20 years ago!" she said. Callisto shot her an angry look. "Ok, ok, ok!" Aleda said in an apologetic way.
"This is a couple of years ago. This really doesn't have alot to do with what happened to them, but I figured you would want to see what your parents looked like, before they were married." Aleda flicked her wand, and they stood in the same room, only the queen was standing in front of a woman in a beautiful white dress, and a man in a black cloak. "This is the day they were married" Aleda said, and she flicked her wand again. This time the people went into movement.
Her parents said heartfelt proclamations of love, and the queen pronounced them married, and as they kissed, the crowd around them cheered. Aleda flicked her wand again and they were still in the throne room, only this time, the queen held a baby girl in her hands, two little boys sat in front of her. Callisto's parents still stood beside the queen on each side, though they could not take their eyes off eachother, and her mom rubbed her stomach.
"This is where our story begins!" Aleda said, almost excitedly. She flicked her wand, and the scene began to play. Aleda from that time ran into the room. "Your majesty!" she exclaimed almost out of breath and she bowed. "It seems the Furies are at it again! They are storming the castle and we're having trouble holding them back!" she said. Callisto's mom stepped forward. "No Sunila!" said the queen and Callisto's father at the same time. The queen finished with "You are with child, you should not be fighting in your condition!" Sunila crossed her arms "It is my job Queen Denali!" she exclaimed. Both the queen and Callisto's father tried to argue but a look from Sunila told them they wouldn't win. "Very well then, go take care of it, but the minute you find yourself in danger, retreat!" the queen said, with a look that told Callisto that it was unlikely that Sunila would retreat, whether she was in danger or not.
As Sunila ran off out the door, the queen looked at Callisto's father, who seemed quite worried. "Nothing to worry about Phoenix, she is a good warrior, and she has never lost a battle. Even in her condition she will come back victorious!" Phoenix's spirits seemed to raise and he smiled. Aleda had still been in the room, seemingly waiting for orders. The queen bowed to her, which told her it was ok for her to go off and help Sunila. But as Aleda turned to leave, Phoenix fell to his knees in agony. He held his head and was screaming something about Sunila, and something about a baby.
Aleda turned back towards the screaming, but Phoenix had already gone quiet. Tears in his eyes, he stood. "What did you see Phoenix?" said the queen curiously. "My wife, dying in childbirth." he said, though it seemed there was something he was not mentioning. "Please excuse me your highness, I need to go and write of this prediction, and do some anti-fate excersizing." he said quickly before heading out of the room. "Aleda, your a good friend of Phoenix's please, go find out what it is that he has left out of the story!" the queen said as she tended to the baby in her arms.
Aleda and Callisto followed the past Aleda to a quite large house not far from the castle. Past Aleda knocked on the door, and Phoenix answered. "Come, I have important business to discuss with you" Phoenix said almost impatiently. Phoenix wrote on a scroll for a few minutes until finally it was filled, and he rolled it up. He wrote something on it, then handed it to Aleda.
"I am appointing you guardian of my unborn child. In case something should happen to my wife and myself." He said finally. Aleda replied "Is that what you saw in that vision?" His head dropped, and after a few quiet minutes he finally said "Yes, I saw my wife and myself dying. However, I have also seen my daughter fighting the queens successors. It is not clear who her successor is, but I have seen that my child will become queen, and that she will be the death of the royal family. At least that's what the vision seemed to be. I have not seen the whole vision yet. However, I am quite certain that my wife and myself will not see our child grow into adulthood." he said sadly.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
the beggining of chapter One!
Chapter One: A kidnapping!
Aleda awoke in the middle of the night, a feeling of dread filled her. She looked around to find that Callisto was gone. She could not believe that despite what she had told Callisto, she still went to find the portal. She flew as quickly as she could to the portal, pulling out her wand as she stepped into the park. She hid behind a tree when she saw Callisto. Callisto was not alone. A Fury held her up on its shoulder. Furies were originally part of the fairy clans.
Long ago, the fairies and furies were all one people. That is until the Fairy King's son decided he hated how his father ran things. So he as well as a few of his followers decided to try to overthrow his father. However The Fairy King had known of the plan and the traitors were caught, their powers were stripped away, and they were banished from the Fairy Kingdom. Because the traitors kept trying to return home, the King turned all of them human sized, and changed the way they looked so that they were grotesque and monster like.
Aleda knew how dangerous Furies could be, having lost friends and family to wars with the furies. She had to stay back to survive, and to find out what was going on. She followed the fury into the portal to Ariland, staying back just enough so she could stay hidden from sight of the Fury. After what seemed like an hour of travelling, the fury led it's way to the Ariland castle. It had gone in through a back doorway, which led to a long corridor of rooms. She hid back behind a potted plant as the Fury turned around for a second, then followed on as it went into a room, and came back out just a moment later. It then went into the room opposite the room he had left Callisto.
Aleda snuck into the room Callisto was in to check on her, then flew back out and peered through the keyhole of the room on the opposite side from the room Callisto was in. She heard the Fury talking in it's growling lion like roars "I did the job, now where is my payment!" It said. A voice both very masculine, yet had a feminine feel to it said quietly "Now now Lorcan, calm down, you just got here have a drink! Tell me about her! Is she perfect like the prophecy says?!"
The Fury replied angrily, "Ask herself, what do I look like? Her life story. And I am not Lorcan, that is my king you imbecile. Now I did my job, where is my payment?" "Fine, fine, here!" Aleda saw a man stand and pull a small brown bag out of his cloak. "Prince Narcisco?" She whispered. He emptied the bags contents onto the floor, and the Fury quickly scrambled to pick up the gold coins that had fallen out of the bag. Narcisco laughed "Why thank you for bowing to me!" He pulled a wand out of his cloak "however, I must dispose of you now. I can't risk you telling anyone of bringing the girl back."
"NO!" croaked the fury as a blood red light filled the room, protruding from the wand. Aleda quickly flew back to Callisto, the blood red light still shining through the keyhole, and the cries of the fury still ringing in her ears.
Aleda awoke in the middle of the night, a feeling of dread filled her. She looked around to find that Callisto was gone. She could not believe that despite what she had told Callisto, she still went to find the portal. She flew as quickly as she could to the portal, pulling out her wand as she stepped into the park. She hid behind a tree when she saw Callisto. Callisto was not alone. A Fury held her up on its shoulder. Furies were originally part of the fairy clans.
Long ago, the fairies and furies were all one people. That is until the Fairy King's son decided he hated how his father ran things. So he as well as a few of his followers decided to try to overthrow his father. However The Fairy King had known of the plan and the traitors were caught, their powers were stripped away, and they were banished from the Fairy Kingdom. Because the traitors kept trying to return home, the King turned all of them human sized, and changed the way they looked so that they were grotesque and monster like.
Aleda knew how dangerous Furies could be, having lost friends and family to wars with the furies. She had to stay back to survive, and to find out what was going on. She followed the fury into the portal to Ariland, staying back just enough so she could stay hidden from sight of the Fury. After what seemed like an hour of travelling, the fury led it's way to the Ariland castle. It had gone in through a back doorway, which led to a long corridor of rooms. She hid back behind a potted plant as the Fury turned around for a second, then followed on as it went into a room, and came back out just a moment later. It then went into the room opposite the room he had left Callisto.
Aleda snuck into the room Callisto was in to check on her, then flew back out and peered through the keyhole of the room on the opposite side from the room Callisto was in. She heard the Fury talking in it's growling lion like roars "I did the job, now where is my payment!" It said. A voice both very masculine, yet had a feminine feel to it said quietly "Now now Lorcan, calm down, you just got here have a drink! Tell me about her! Is she perfect like the prophecy says?!"
The Fury replied angrily, "Ask herself, what do I look like? Her life story. And I am not Lorcan, that is my king you imbecile. Now I did my job, where is my payment?" "Fine, fine, here!" Aleda saw a man stand and pull a small brown bag out of his cloak. "Prince Narcisco?" She whispered. He emptied the bags contents onto the floor, and the Fury quickly scrambled to pick up the gold coins that had fallen out of the bag. Narcisco laughed "Why thank you for bowing to me!" He pulled a wand out of his cloak "however, I must dispose of you now. I can't risk you telling anyone of bringing the girl back."
"NO!" croaked the fury as a blood red light filled the room, protruding from the wand. Aleda quickly flew back to Callisto, the blood red light still shining through the keyhole, and the cries of the fury still ringing in her ears.
Friday, September 12, 2008
the prologue ends...
I forgot to write last night, plus I needed to end the prologue, so I wrote extra. Next blog will be the start of chapter 1...
Aleda became a good friend of Callisto's. Well, the only friend of Callistos. As she grew older, it became more and more apparent that Callisto did not belong in this mortal world. It may have been that, considering her mortal guardians were much older even for Ariland standards. Or it could be the curse that seemed to be put upon Callisto. However, On her 17th birthday, her mortal father had a heart attack and died. A few months later, her mortal mother had been so grief stricken, that she too had died.
The night after her mother's funeral, Callisto had ran away. Not even Aleda knew where she was, and Aleda had known her exact location for all of 17 years. Callisto had ran away to a city park, where she snuck off to for most of her life whenever she was upset. Her mortal mother had brought her there when she was a baby up until she became old enough to get there by herself. Just last year her mortal parents told her that they had found her here, right underneath the largest tree of the park.
It was a beautiful park, full of trees and laughter, that is until today. It was quiet, and the rain fell heavily on the city. Callisto climbed the largest tree, and sat on the first branch, which was the largest branch. She sat there crying for over an hour, before falling asleep. She awoke to the voices of a couple of her classmates. "Oh look who we have here!" said a girls voice, though it sounded quite manly. "It's Calloser!" Said a boys voice. Callisto looked down to see two musclebound figures, one with longer dark brown hair, the other with short dirty blonde colored hair. Callisto jumped down. "Go away!" she cried.
"Aww looks like wittle calloser's been crying" said the boy. "Maybe I should make her cry more!" replied the girl. "Leave me alone!" Callisto yelled, this time angry. "If I was crazy, like you, I'd think you were demanding us to leave. Are you Calloser?" said the girl. Before Callisto could answer, the girl pulled back her fist and punched forward, hitting Callisto in the face and knocking her to her knees. Callisto stayed down on her hands and knees, blood dripping from her nose. "Come on Calloser, get back up, like the punching dummy you are." said the boy, and then he kicked her in the stomach.
Callisto stood up, rage filling her. She did not even know how it happened, or that it was happening at the time, but suddenly both of the bullies were upside down in the air. As if they were being held up by a giant man. But no one was there. Callisto yelled "You going to call me Calloser again? Want to punch me in the face again!" They raised up higher. Finally Callisto realized how strange this was. She knew she was doing it, but didn't know how. The bullies fell to the ground on there backs. It looked as though the girl was about to say something again, but apparently she had decided not to, as both she and the boy bully ran away.
Callisto looked at her hands, more by what she had seen in movies of people discovering they had some kind of secret power, than for any other reason. Aleda came out from behind the big tree. She had just got back to the area around the tree for the 5th time that day, after searching the city for Callisto. She had only seen from when the girl punched Callisto in the face. She knew it was time Callisto knew who she was, and where she was from.
Aleda told her about the world of Ariland. Told her about her parents, and told her that she was a mystic witch. "My mom and dad, err, my adoptive parents, told me that they found me right under this tree. Is this where the portal to Ariland is?" she said after thinking for a little while. Aleda replied "Well no, it's actually in one of the trees that are far less obvious, but you can't go back. It's dangerous for you in Ariland."
Callisto did not object, why would she want to go to some strange magical land? At least that's what she told Aleda. That night, after Aleda fell asleep, Callisto hurriedly packed her things into a suitcase and a bookbag. She sat below the big tree that had been such a big part of her life. She closed her eyes, and began to try to summon the portal to Ariland. There was nothing left for her in this mortal world, and she wanted to meet people who knew her birth parents. People just like her! She had known for years that she did not belong in this world.
She tried for hours to summon the portal, but she could not find it. Finally she headed off back home, and went to bed as if nothing happened, unaware that she had been followed.
Aleda became a good friend of Callisto's. Well, the only friend of Callistos. As she grew older, it became more and more apparent that Callisto did not belong in this mortal world. It may have been that, considering her mortal guardians were much older even for Ariland standards. Or it could be the curse that seemed to be put upon Callisto. However, On her 17th birthday, her mortal father had a heart attack and died. A few months later, her mortal mother had been so grief stricken, that she too had died.
The night after her mother's funeral, Callisto had ran away. Not even Aleda knew where she was, and Aleda had known her exact location for all of 17 years. Callisto had ran away to a city park, where she snuck off to for most of her life whenever she was upset. Her mortal mother had brought her there when she was a baby up until she became old enough to get there by herself. Just last year her mortal parents told her that they had found her here, right underneath the largest tree of the park.
It was a beautiful park, full of trees and laughter, that is until today. It was quiet, and the rain fell heavily on the city. Callisto climbed the largest tree, and sat on the first branch, which was the largest branch. She sat there crying for over an hour, before falling asleep. She awoke to the voices of a couple of her classmates. "Oh look who we have here!" said a girls voice, though it sounded quite manly. "It's Calloser!" Said a boys voice. Callisto looked down to see two musclebound figures, one with longer dark brown hair, the other with short dirty blonde colored hair. Callisto jumped down. "Go away!" she cried.
"Aww looks like wittle calloser's been crying" said the boy. "Maybe I should make her cry more!" replied the girl. "Leave me alone!" Callisto yelled, this time angry. "If I was crazy, like you, I'd think you were demanding us to leave. Are you Calloser?" said the girl. Before Callisto could answer, the girl pulled back her fist and punched forward, hitting Callisto in the face and knocking her to her knees. Callisto stayed down on her hands and knees, blood dripping from her nose. "Come on Calloser, get back up, like the punching dummy you are." said the boy, and then he kicked her in the stomach.
Callisto stood up, rage filling her. She did not even know how it happened, or that it was happening at the time, but suddenly both of the bullies were upside down in the air. As if they were being held up by a giant man. But no one was there. Callisto yelled "You going to call me Calloser again? Want to punch me in the face again!" They raised up higher. Finally Callisto realized how strange this was. She knew she was doing it, but didn't know how. The bullies fell to the ground on there backs. It looked as though the girl was about to say something again, but apparently she had decided not to, as both she and the boy bully ran away.
Callisto looked at her hands, more by what she had seen in movies of people discovering they had some kind of secret power, than for any other reason. Aleda came out from behind the big tree. She had just got back to the area around the tree for the 5th time that day, after searching the city for Callisto. She had only seen from when the girl punched Callisto in the face. She knew it was time Callisto knew who she was, and where she was from.
Aleda told her about the world of Ariland. Told her about her parents, and told her that she was a mystic witch. "My mom and dad, err, my adoptive parents, told me that they found me right under this tree. Is this where the portal to Ariland is?" she said after thinking for a little while. Aleda replied "Well no, it's actually in one of the trees that are far less obvious, but you can't go back. It's dangerous for you in Ariland."
Callisto did not object, why would she want to go to some strange magical land? At least that's what she told Aleda. That night, after Aleda fell asleep, Callisto hurriedly packed her things into a suitcase and a bookbag. She sat below the big tree that had been such a big part of her life. She closed her eyes, and began to try to summon the portal to Ariland. There was nothing left for her in this mortal world, and she wanted to meet people who knew her birth parents. People just like her! She had known for years that she did not belong in this world.
She tried for hours to summon the portal, but she could not find it. Finally she headed off back home, and went to bed as if nothing happened, unaware that she had been followed.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
the story continues, the baby becomes a child.
Prologue Continued....
As word spread about the death of the famed mystic army general, and the baby named for her mother's last words, Phoenix realized he needed to protect his daughter. For it was said that Callisto was the princess of legends. For Phoenix himself had prophesized of a day soon, when the kingdom would be in completely turmoil. He had prophesized the queens children fighting over their mother's crown as if they were rabid dogs after a peace of scrap meat.
He had foreseen the queens death, which would bring about an uprise all around the kingdom. Sisters fighting their sisters, and brothers fighting their brothers, as the kingdom divided in support of each of the queens 3 children. He called his dear friend, a fairy named Aleda, to his home, and told her of what he had seen. He told her of his fears for his daughter, and gave her some instructions to take his daughter to the mortal world, and to watch over her. He had just finished his instructions, when the last of the prophecy appeared to him. He cried out in agony, and fell down dead, before he could share it.
Aleda brought Callisto through the portal to the mortal world. It did not take long before a mortal couple heard baby Callisto crying, and they took her in as her own. Though the mortal couple were quite nice people, Aleda stuck around and watched over Callisto.
Callisto grew up, knowing nothing of her true parents, or of the mystic world of Ariland. Aleda went unseen and unnoticed by Callisto for 12 years. If it had not been for the 15-year-old boys, that always picked on Callisto, she might not have come into view. Aleda had been watching the bullies angrily, trying as hard as she could not to curse them. This particular day, quite possibly by fate, they had decided to get really bad. Normally they would push her a couple of times, call her names, maybe take her money or schoolwork. Today however, Callisto tried her best to ignore the bullies. Tried to act as though they were not bothering her at all, in hopes they would finally leave her alone. It only egged them on more, and they started pushing her harder, until she fell to the ground.
She tried to get back up on her feet, but they started kicking her. Finally Aleda had had enough. She flew in, picked up the biggest of the 3 boys, and threw him on top of the other two. She pulled out her wand and a rather large ogre appeared before them. He picked the three boys up, with one hand, brought his foot back, and kicked them high up into the air. He then turned around, and brought Callisto to her feet, smiled at her and gave a wink, before turning around and catching the three boys.
The ogre set the boys down, but held on to the back of their coats. Before he could so much as yell "boo!" to them, all three started crying, as the front of their pants became more and more soaked. The ogre laughed and said to them "If that scared you, just wait to see what will happen if you pick on that poor girl again. Mark my words boys, you will not come back down from where I throw you next!" He let go of them, and whispered "boo!" They ran so fast, that it was if they had never been there, that is except for the 3 puddles that were left by them.
As word spread about the death of the famed mystic army general, and the baby named for her mother's last words, Phoenix realized he needed to protect his daughter. For it was said that Callisto was the princess of legends. For Phoenix himself had prophesized of a day soon, when the kingdom would be in completely turmoil. He had prophesized the queens children fighting over their mother's crown as if they were rabid dogs after a peace of scrap meat.
He had foreseen the queens death, which would bring about an uprise all around the kingdom. Sisters fighting their sisters, and brothers fighting their brothers, as the kingdom divided in support of each of the queens 3 children. He called his dear friend, a fairy named Aleda, to his home, and told her of what he had seen. He told her of his fears for his daughter, and gave her some instructions to take his daughter to the mortal world, and to watch over her. He had just finished his instructions, when the last of the prophecy appeared to him. He cried out in agony, and fell down dead, before he could share it.
Aleda brought Callisto through the portal to the mortal world. It did not take long before a mortal couple heard baby Callisto crying, and they took her in as her own. Though the mortal couple were quite nice people, Aleda stuck around and watched over Callisto.
Callisto grew up, knowing nothing of her true parents, or of the mystic world of Ariland. Aleda went unseen and unnoticed by Callisto for 12 years. If it had not been for the 15-year-old boys, that always picked on Callisto, she might not have come into view. Aleda had been watching the bullies angrily, trying as hard as she could not to curse them. This particular day, quite possibly by fate, they had decided to get really bad. Normally they would push her a couple of times, call her names, maybe take her money or schoolwork. Today however, Callisto tried her best to ignore the bullies. Tried to act as though they were not bothering her at all, in hopes they would finally leave her alone. It only egged them on more, and they started pushing her harder, until she fell to the ground.
She tried to get back up on her feet, but they started kicking her. Finally Aleda had had enough. She flew in, picked up the biggest of the 3 boys, and threw him on top of the other two. She pulled out her wand and a rather large ogre appeared before them. He picked the three boys up, with one hand, brought his foot back, and kicked them high up into the air. He then turned around, and brought Callisto to her feet, smiled at her and gave a wink, before turning around and catching the three boys.
The ogre set the boys down, but held on to the back of their coats. Before he could so much as yell "boo!" to them, all three started crying, as the front of their pants became more and more soaked. The ogre laughed and said to them "If that scared you, just wait to see what will happen if you pick on that poor girl again. Mark my words boys, you will not come back down from where I throw you next!" He let go of them, and whispered "boo!" They ran so fast, that it was if they had never been there, that is except for the 3 puddles that were left by them.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
a child is born...the opening of a story by me.
Here is the beginning of the story, tell me what you think.
Prologue:A child is born:
The Blaze family were a typical magical family. Ariland was a typical magical land. That is if you could call magical anything typical. If you happen to be from Ariland, magical people would be awfully typical. Magical anything would be typical. And on a typical magical day, the typical Blaze family expected a typical magical baby. This baby, however would not be a typical magical child. For in Ariland, mystics were the only human-like beings around.
Sunila and Phoenix Blaze, were well-known in the mystic lands. For Phoenix was one of the very few with the gift of foresight. He was also the only one who could control it. Even more well-known, Sunila had been the greatest general in the Ariland Queen's army. Queen Denali Vasska held Sunila in her highest regards, and though she begged Sunila to step down as general whilst in childbirth, she agreed to allow Sunila to continue on as General of her army.
Sunila was a great mystic army general, and very dangerous when angered. Yet as dangerous as she was, she was just as beautiful. With long firey red hair, and beautiful silver glowing eyes. Phoenix was just as handsome as Sunila was beautiful, with shoulder-length dark blue hair, broad shoulders, and gold glowing eyes. Many Mystic people were saddened by their marriage. As was customary in Ariland, Phoenix took Sunila's name as his, and a wonderful ceremony, fit for royalty was held in celebration of their union.
not long after marrying, it was found out that Sunila was with child, and finally, it was time for baby Blaze to be born. The royal healers, and midwife were summoned to the Blaze home, during a delightfully magical day. Hours later, as Sunila held her newborn daughter in her arms, she smiled and whispered "Callisto!" Then her eyes closed, never to be opened again.
Prologue:A child is born:
The Blaze family were a typical magical family. Ariland was a typical magical land. That is if you could call magical anything typical. If you happen to be from Ariland, magical people would be awfully typical. Magical anything would be typical. And on a typical magical day, the typical Blaze family expected a typical magical baby. This baby, however would not be a typical magical child. For in Ariland, mystics were the only human-like beings around.
Sunila and Phoenix Blaze, were well-known in the mystic lands. For Phoenix was one of the very few with the gift of foresight. He was also the only one who could control it. Even more well-known, Sunila had been the greatest general in the Ariland Queen's army. Queen Denali Vasska held Sunila in her highest regards, and though she begged Sunila to step down as general whilst in childbirth, she agreed to allow Sunila to continue on as General of her army.
Sunila was a great mystic army general, and very dangerous when angered. Yet as dangerous as she was, she was just as beautiful. With long firey red hair, and beautiful silver glowing eyes. Phoenix was just as handsome as Sunila was beautiful, with shoulder-length dark blue hair, broad shoulders, and gold glowing eyes. Many Mystic people were saddened by their marriage. As was customary in Ariland, Phoenix took Sunila's name as his, and a wonderful ceremony, fit for royalty was held in celebration of their union.
not long after marrying, it was found out that Sunila was with child, and finally, it was time for baby Blaze to be born. The royal healers, and midwife were summoned to the Blaze home, during a delightfully magical day. Hours later, as Sunila held her newborn daughter in her arms, she smiled and whispered "Callisto!" Then her eyes closed, never to be opened again.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore
Ok I am back with another bitching blog. Unfortunately it is about "Celebrities". First of all let me say that the only thing that gives these people this title is the fact that people treat them like they are gods. I'm sorry, but someone has to say it, THEY ARE PEOPLE, nothing more nothing less. Yeah they have millions of dollars most of the time, but other than that, their is NOTHING different about them and us. I'm sorry but I don't feel bad that this one broke up with that one, NO! The only people breaking up that concerns me at all are close relatives and friends. I don't give a DAMN that Madonna and Guy Richie might be divorcing. WHOOPDEE FUCKING DOO that Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey got a divorce. That also includes Britney and "K-Fed", Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Phillipe, BENNIFER (Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck), Brad Pitt and Jennifer Anniston, or even Terry Boleia and Linda Boleia (Hulk Hogan and Linda Hogan). Yeah there is a few celebrities that I think are kick ass, and I'm even guilty of being sad that Shaun Morgan (Lead singer of Seether) and Amy Lee (Lead singer of Evanescence) broke up, and when Matt Hardy and Amy Dumas (Lita) of the wwe broke up. My reasoning is because these people have become a big part of my life, (though I know full well they are unaware, due to the fact they have no idea who I am) because I went through a bit of depression for a long time, and watching wrestling, and listening to music happened to be two big factors in me getting through it. Anyways let me get to the reason I got all pissy about celebrity relationships in the first place...
http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/bt.swf?code=9bb0ba4f2827afd5767df6015ac4348c
That is a blog written by a woman, who was giving her reason why these "Celebrities" tend to break up. First of all a small thing to most, but a HUGE thing to me, this woman compares the genius creators of I love Lucy, which made me laugh a lot whenever I used to watch it and still to this day makes me laugh (though I've only ever watched re-runs), Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, to fucking Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey. BIG MOTHER FUCKING MISTAKE. Yeah Nick Lachey is somewhat talented, singing ability wise, but I would not call him a genius in his music. And Jessica Simpson? HELL FUCKING NO. She sorta kinda has talent in singing, but her acting abilities are no better than my own, and I am damn well sure not Lucille Ball. Before any of you think I am a hypocrite, because of what I said before, I most certaintly am not. I am praising Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, because they are both HILARIOUS. NOT because I think either were perfect, or Gods of some sort. Anywho, the other thing that pissed me off about this article, was her idea about these 4 things that possibly kill a relationship between two celebrities. Number one was TEMPTATION. Which is basically supposed to be where your very attractive and married, but this actor/actress your working with is also very attractive, but they are single, so you cheat on your significant other with them. The next was Over-Publicity, which was basically the press putting so much focus out to the "public" about your relationship. One is more famous was the next, which I'm pretty sure explains itself. The last was Overexposed by Reality TV, which explains it self, but I have to point out that it's the same thing as over-publicity. But all that is bullshit. The truth is, they are all human, and it happens. Yeah I'm sure in some cases being well-known, and having a lot of money plays a part in their relationships ending, but that still shows that they are human. So why do these so called "newspeople" allow themselves to report on these "celebrities" relationships, like "no one saw it coming"? Who knows. It's not like the "public" people EVER break up or divorce, right? BULLSHIT! I doubt there is anyone out there who doesn't personally know someone who has been divorced, or knows someone else that personally knows someone who has been divorced. I know plenty of people who have been divorced, HELL my husband was married once before we got married. LEAVE THESE "CELEBRITIES" ALONE! Not because I feel bad for them, but because I'm SICK of hearing ABOUT them. Thank you, Love Ya'll! Bye Bye Then!
P.S. I've decided to include a youtube video from now on, that goes along with my blogs.
http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/bt.swf?code=9bb0ba4f2827afd5767df6015ac4348c
That is a blog written by a woman, who was giving her reason why these "Celebrities" tend to break up. First of all a small thing to most, but a HUGE thing to me, this woman compares the genius creators of I love Lucy, which made me laugh a lot whenever I used to watch it and still to this day makes me laugh (though I've only ever watched re-runs), Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, to fucking Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey. BIG MOTHER FUCKING MISTAKE. Yeah Nick Lachey is somewhat talented, singing ability wise, but I would not call him a genius in his music. And Jessica Simpson? HELL FUCKING NO. She sorta kinda has talent in singing, but her acting abilities are no better than my own, and I am damn well sure not Lucille Ball. Before any of you think I am a hypocrite, because of what I said before, I most certaintly am not. I am praising Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, because they are both HILARIOUS. NOT because I think either were perfect, or Gods of some sort. Anywho, the other thing that pissed me off about this article, was her idea about these 4 things that possibly kill a relationship between two celebrities. Number one was TEMPTATION. Which is basically supposed to be where your very attractive and married, but this actor/actress your working with is also very attractive, but they are single, so you cheat on your significant other with them. The next was Over-Publicity, which was basically the press putting so much focus out to the "public" about your relationship. One is more famous was the next, which I'm pretty sure explains itself. The last was Overexposed by Reality TV, which explains it self, but I have to point out that it's the same thing as over-publicity. But all that is bullshit. The truth is, they are all human, and it happens. Yeah I'm sure in some cases being well-known, and having a lot of money plays a part in their relationships ending, but that still shows that they are human. So why do these so called "newspeople" allow themselves to report on these "celebrities" relationships, like "no one saw it coming"? Who knows. It's not like the "public" people EVER break up or divorce, right? BULLSHIT! I doubt there is anyone out there who doesn't personally know someone who has been divorced, or knows someone else that personally knows someone who has been divorced. I know plenty of people who have been divorced, HELL my husband was married once before we got married. LEAVE THESE "CELEBRITIES" ALONE! Not because I feel bad for them, but because I'm SICK of hearing ABOUT them. Thank you, Love Ya'll! Bye Bye Then!
P.S. I've decided to include a youtube video from now on, that goes along with my blogs.
Friday, May 23, 2008
No More Drama!
We're gathered here today to recognize liars, and drama queens. No I'm not going to rant about them, but I AM going to define them, and give tips on how to recognize whether you have a drama queen or liar on your hands.
Liar-(via www.dictionary.com)
noun
a person who has lied or lies repeatedly
Tips on spotting a liar-(via http://www.ehow.com/how_2094724_tell-someone-lying.html)
1-
Body language of lies: Physical expression will be limited and stiff, with few arm and hand movements. Hand, arm and leg movement are toward their own body the liar takes up less space.
2-
A liar will avoid making eye contact.
3-
Emotional gestures: Timing and emotional gestures are off pace or unnatural: such as frowning when saying "I love you."
4-
Interactions and reactions: A guilty person gets defensive. An innocent person will often go on the offensive. A guilty person is uncomfortable facing his questioner. He may turn his body or his face away.
5-
Verbal context:• A liar will use your words to make answer a question. When asked, “Did you eat the last cookie?” The liar answers, “No, I did not eat the last cookie.”
6-
• If you believe someone is lying, then change subject of a conversation quickly, a liar follows along willingly and becomes more relaxed. The guilty wants the subject changed; an innocent person may be confused by the sudden change in topics and will want to back to the previous subject.
Drama Queen-(via http://ezinearticles.com/?Drama-Queen-Test:-You-May-Be-a-Drama-Queen-If&id=263968)
You may be a "Drama Queen" (or King) if....
1. Your daily complaints exceed your thanks.
2. You consistently have emotional outbursts everyday.
3. You shout and expect people elsewhere in the home (or office) to come running at your beck and call.
4. You communicate your needs and wants passionately while rarely considering those of others.
5. A bad hair day ruins your day.
6. Your dog hides in fear when you explode and lose it.
7. You are dissatisfied with the gifts you receive from people.
8. You demand that people be clean and on their best behavior at your home (or with your stuff), whereas when you are at theirs you give no such regard.
9. An argument with someone over the phone can throw you into a tailspin with everyone else with whom you interact afterward.
10. You have been called a perfectionist, but are far from perfect yourself.
11. When your nails, hair and appearance are a continual focal point in conversation.
12. Budgetary constraints are deemed to be "controlling."
13. If your expenses exceed your income, you bounce checks regularly and yell at ATMs that refuse to give you money.
14. If being out of control is more important to you than practicing self-control.
15. If you want others to be kind with their use of words while you yourself are careless.
16. If manipulation is your favorite art form.
17. If you run from confrontation and correction.
18. If you go from one guy to the next in an effort to remain continually in control.
19. If using guys to get what you want is pleasurable for you.
20. Your girlfriends call you the B_ _ _ _ word.
21. After your boyfriend buys you a bunch of new clothes, en route to the exit when bypassing another store you stop to look at more.
22. You ask for gifts priced well beyond what you would ever pay yourself when buying for others.
23. You throw things during a temper tantrum.
24. Relatives cringe at your coming.
25. People feel as if whatever they do for you is never enough.
26. You emotional exhaust yourself and others.
27. You cannot live and let live.
28. You must always call the shots and have it your way.
29. Being the center of attention is your primary purpose.
30. You criticize regularly and encourage rarely.
31. You regularly have a meltdown during "that time of the month."
32. You refuse to apologize and take accountability for your words and actions.
33. You cannot forgive and prefer holding grudges.
34. You blame others for your shortcomings.
35. You deflect constructive criticism preferring shallow conversation.
36. You have few close friends who can truly speak into your life.
37. You erect walls to avoid hearing what don't want to hear.
38. You cut people off and out of your life the minute you disagree with them.
39. You stonewall to overcome feelings of insecurity rather than be transparent and discuss your feelings humbly and openly.
40. When you get what you want, you realize you don't want what you've got.
41. You are an emotional bottomless pit, meaning no matter how much you get you are never satisfied.
42. Your lust for attention and affirmation is insatiable, while your love for yourself is minimal.
43. You are impatient and impulsive.
44. You repel the very people who you would most benefit from attracting in your life.
45. You judge by outward appearance rather than looking within to the mind and heart of a person.
46. Fashion is a large part of your self-image, without which you would feel lesser as a person.
47. You compare yourself with others rather than being content.
48. The exterior is given far more attention than your inner world and personal development as a person.
49. What you project outwardly is more important to you than what you possess inwardly.
50. You deem moments of selfishness merely as self-actualization and personal fulfillment.
51. You serve yourself before others.
52. You are quick to speak and slow to hear.
53. You dominate conversations and rarely listen.
54. Difficulties and life challenges easily demoralize you.
55. You demonize people who disagree with you.
56. You seek to be understood before endeavoring to understand others.
57. You easily anger.
58. You sulk in sadness when you don’t get your way.
59. You try to read between the lines to such an extent that you draw meanings and jump to conclusions that are not warranted nor factually based.
60. You expect more out of others than you give of yourself.
61. You don’t manage time. Time manages you.
62. You skip meals to look good, when you could eat well to feel good.
63. You pay close attention to the latest trends in Hollywood.
64. You have numerous parking and speeding tickets, which you’ve still not paid.
65. You don’t hesitate to make demands and give ultimatums.
66. You judge others by their actions and yourself by your intentions.
67. You don't master your moods and emotions.
68. You leverage your good looks to get you everything you want.
69. You care more about looks than character.
70. You practice a “take it and leave them” philosophy.
So are you dealing with a liar or a drama queen? Or are you in fact a liar or a drama queen? If you know someone who is a drama queen or liar show them this list. If you are one...jump off a cliff, shut the fuck up, and stop bitching, EVERYONE is sick of your bullshit and NOONE needs it. Thank you bye bye then. LOVE YA'LL!
Liar-(via www.dictionary.com)
noun
a person who has lied or lies repeatedly
Tips on spotting a liar-(via http://www.ehow.com/how_2094724_tell-someone-lying.html)
1-
Body language of lies: Physical expression will be limited and stiff, with few arm and hand movements. Hand, arm and leg movement are toward their own body the liar takes up less space.
2-
A liar will avoid making eye contact.
3-
Emotional gestures: Timing and emotional gestures are off pace or unnatural: such as frowning when saying "I love you."
4-
Interactions and reactions: A guilty person gets defensive. An innocent person will often go on the offensive. A guilty person is uncomfortable facing his questioner. He may turn his body or his face away.
5-
Verbal context:• A liar will use your words to make answer a question. When asked, “Did you eat the last cookie?” The liar answers, “No, I did not eat the last cookie.”
6-
• If you believe someone is lying, then change subject of a conversation quickly, a liar follows along willingly and becomes more relaxed. The guilty wants the subject changed; an innocent person may be confused by the sudden change in topics and will want to back to the previous subject.
Drama Queen-(via http://ezinearticles.com/?Drama-Queen-Test:-You-May-Be-a-Drama-Queen-If&id=263968)
You may be a "Drama Queen" (or King) if....
1. Your daily complaints exceed your thanks.
2. You consistently have emotional outbursts everyday.
3. You shout and expect people elsewhere in the home (or office) to come running at your beck and call.
4. You communicate your needs and wants passionately while rarely considering those of others.
5. A bad hair day ruins your day.
6. Your dog hides in fear when you explode and lose it.
7. You are dissatisfied with the gifts you receive from people.
8. You demand that people be clean and on their best behavior at your home (or with your stuff), whereas when you are at theirs you give no such regard.
9. An argument with someone over the phone can throw you into a tailspin with everyone else with whom you interact afterward.
10. You have been called a perfectionist, but are far from perfect yourself.
11. When your nails, hair and appearance are a continual focal point in conversation.
12. Budgetary constraints are deemed to be "controlling."
13. If your expenses exceed your income, you bounce checks regularly and yell at ATMs that refuse to give you money.
14. If being out of control is more important to you than practicing self-control.
15. If you want others to be kind with their use of words while you yourself are careless.
16. If manipulation is your favorite art form.
17. If you run from confrontation and correction.
18. If you go from one guy to the next in an effort to remain continually in control.
19. If using guys to get what you want is pleasurable for you.
20. Your girlfriends call you the B_ _ _ _ word.
21. After your boyfriend buys you a bunch of new clothes, en route to the exit when bypassing another store you stop to look at more.
22. You ask for gifts priced well beyond what you would ever pay yourself when buying for others.
23. You throw things during a temper tantrum.
24. Relatives cringe at your coming.
25. People feel as if whatever they do for you is never enough.
26. You emotional exhaust yourself and others.
27. You cannot live and let live.
28. You must always call the shots and have it your way.
29. Being the center of attention is your primary purpose.
30. You criticize regularly and encourage rarely.
31. You regularly have a meltdown during "that time of the month."
32. You refuse to apologize and take accountability for your words and actions.
33. You cannot forgive and prefer holding grudges.
34. You blame others for your shortcomings.
35. You deflect constructive criticism preferring shallow conversation.
36. You have few close friends who can truly speak into your life.
37. You erect walls to avoid hearing what don't want to hear.
38. You cut people off and out of your life the minute you disagree with them.
39. You stonewall to overcome feelings of insecurity rather than be transparent and discuss your feelings humbly and openly.
40. When you get what you want, you realize you don't want what you've got.
41. You are an emotional bottomless pit, meaning no matter how much you get you are never satisfied.
42. Your lust for attention and affirmation is insatiable, while your love for yourself is minimal.
43. You are impatient and impulsive.
44. You repel the very people who you would most benefit from attracting in your life.
45. You judge by outward appearance rather than looking within to the mind and heart of a person.
46. Fashion is a large part of your self-image, without which you would feel lesser as a person.
47. You compare yourself with others rather than being content.
48. The exterior is given far more attention than your inner world and personal development as a person.
49. What you project outwardly is more important to you than what you possess inwardly.
50. You deem moments of selfishness merely as self-actualization and personal fulfillment.
51. You serve yourself before others.
52. You are quick to speak and slow to hear.
53. You dominate conversations and rarely listen.
54. Difficulties and life challenges easily demoralize you.
55. You demonize people who disagree with you.
56. You seek to be understood before endeavoring to understand others.
57. You easily anger.
58. You sulk in sadness when you don’t get your way.
59. You try to read between the lines to such an extent that you draw meanings and jump to conclusions that are not warranted nor factually based.
60. You expect more out of others than you give of yourself.
61. You don’t manage time. Time manages you.
62. You skip meals to look good, when you could eat well to feel good.
63. You pay close attention to the latest trends in Hollywood.
64. You have numerous parking and speeding tickets, which you’ve still not paid.
65. You don’t hesitate to make demands and give ultimatums.
66. You judge others by their actions and yourself by your intentions.
67. You don't master your moods and emotions.
68. You leverage your good looks to get you everything you want.
69. You care more about looks than character.
70. You practice a “take it and leave them” philosophy.
So are you dealing with a liar or a drama queen? Or are you in fact a liar or a drama queen? If you know someone who is a drama queen or liar show them this list. If you are one...jump off a cliff, shut the fuck up, and stop bitching, EVERYONE is sick of your bullshit and NOONE needs it. Thank you bye bye then. LOVE YA'LL!
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