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 Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 9:47 am
Next time you put someone down belittle them make them feel stupid, think about [me] then think about [them] and what they could do to you Staring into the ocean, she found the wierdest thing.... The golden rays of the sun slowly faded into blood red and dark purple as he marched across the sky. For a moment, the sun’s path coincided behind the wide-open mouth of the ‘dragon’ mountain and it seemed that the fiery ball danced in the open jaws. The dying lights danced across the ocean, sending broken flashes in random directions. The light also fell upon someone sitting partially in shadow in a rock outcropping that lay on one of the many beaches dotting Amies. This particular one looked out on the open ocean, and was empty save for one girl.
She sat alone, dangling her bare feet in the cool water. Sturdy if old and dirty boots sat next to her within easy reach. Her brown doeskin pants had been rolled up to her knees and the plain white shirt’s sleeves had been pushed past her elbows., almost to the edges of her red and many-pocketed vest. Her long black traveling cloak lay neatly next to her boots and pack. A red bandanna covered long ebony hair that was bound in a low pony tail that hung halfway down her back.
Stretching slightly, she allowed pale blue, almost white eyes to wander over the ocean’s surface again. The salty wind teased her pony tail as she scanned the water and the sky above but what she was looking for she couldn’t say. Two sea birds got into a squabble over a fish and the trace of a smile flicked across her lips as one of them hit the water after being buffeted back by the other bird. The loser came up complaining loudly but it flew away to search again for a fish. It was only after the red sun had almost completely submerged itself beyond the horizon and turned the sky different shades of purple did the girl get up from her rock, dry off her feet and put her boots back on.
A slow and lazy mist was beginning to rise up from the rapidly cooling water and creep closer and closer to the shore and the girl knew the tide would be coming in soon too. She bent to scoop up her pack but as she did, the sand was brushed away from something that she couldn’t see properly. Frowning a little, she knelt down and gently uncovered it. By the dying sun’s light, she could tell it was a bottle, but it wasn’t like any bottle she’d seen before.
It was sealed with a yellow stopper and the bottle itself was a beautiful light blue with a dark blue stripped pattern decorating this sides. There was something inside it, a kind of light almost dancing in the inside. For a moment she considered opening it, but something told her that would be a really stupid thing to do. Instead, she opened one of the pockets of her red vest and gently settled it in, closing and buttoning the flap. She would examine it more later, for now, she needed to get her stuff together before the tide came in. Lashiel, called Lash by most people, paused before she left the beach, looking back out over the dark water before she moved on. She felt strange…. like she’d just found what she’d been looking for. Perhaps she’d been waiting for the sun to set but in the deeper part of her mind she knew it had nothing to do with the sun.
Unknown to her, the Dust inside the bottle stirred and knew her time would come and soon.
How much would you [respect] them if they were the ones who had their hands around your neck and they had the choice To release their grip on your throat or to just
keep
P.R.E S.S.I.N.G.
...think about it
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Posted: Wed May 14, 2008 11:15 am
Next time you put someone down belittle them make them feel stupid, think about [me] then think about [them] and what they could do to you What IS that? Lash lay awake, staring at the ceiling or her cheap room in the inn, trying to fall asleep. She rolled over onto her side, facing the wall now.
Why was it suddenly a little cold? She buried herself deeper into the quilt. The smell of the sea was subtly getting stronger too and she sat up suddenly, loking around. Had she left the window open or something? A quick glance around the room showed it was the same as it had been...
Wait... there was something floating above the floor. If she didn't know any better, she would have sworn it was mist. But that was impossible...wasn't it? Cautiously, Lash eased herself out of the bed, and opened a window. The night was clear, not a cloud in the sky, but when she turned around, the strange mist was still there.
What puzzled her even more, was it was staying in the same place. She closed the window again and leaned against the wall, thinking. What could it be? It wasn't near the door at all, it was near her stuff...near where she had put that bottle... muffling a curse, Lash was at her pack in a flash and began digging through it, the strange mist swirling around her until she found the bottle and pulled it out.
"What the---" The cap was closed but mist was pouring out of it and the faint light that had been within it, had grown brighter still. There was definatly a salty tang to it, making her think of sea mist. She shook her head. What the hell was she going to do with this thing?
How much would you [respect] them if they were the ones who had their hands around your neck and they had the choice To release their grip on your throat or to just
keep
P.R.E S.S.I.N.G.
...think about it
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