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Tuesday, September 21, 2010

The secrecy of a silent wish,
flickering every candle in the mist,
the whisper of a silent wind,
holding everything in its fist,

The illusions hold no sound belief,
peeling away the hardened core of soul,
the denial gives me no relief,
throwing away all traces of self-control,

Hope is sacred and unknown to many,
Faith is held nought to heart,
Loyalty silenced by backstabbers aplenty,
Forgiveness unseeked for the deliberate,

Believe in that light which appears in the darkness,
leading you onto home,
a place which holds no trace of sadness.
only then will all be well and done,

A perfect world is beyond us,
look beyond the imperfection,
only then will sorrow pass fast,
yet all thats left are unfinished conversations.

--Anonymous

Monday, September 20, 2010

The Murder Of Crows

Slinking out and sneaking around, he crept out of the dormitory. Making sure his steps were quiet, he creaked open the door and closed it softly. And as he ran lightly, he heard the chiming signaling Deadlight. He sped up, caring less for stealth now. And into the gardens he ran. And rushing up to him, an oncoming shadow, a glimpse of black upon black, a beak, many beaks, all rushing forward, too quick for him to react. And the last thing he saw as he stared into the Mu-
Utter darkness.

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Utter darkness. It was the first thing Styx felt as she jolted awake. She felt slightly disturbed, and reached out to her friends.
Guys? She sent out
I'm feeling... weird.. Like someone got hurt. Is everyone okay? Cocytus asked.
They all sent their affirmations. Except...
Lacier? Hello? Kestrel called uncertainly.
Shit, where's he? He can't have been removed from the link, can he? Lethe thought, worried for his safety.
The group met quickly, telepathy not giving the same comfort as physical contact.
"His bed is empty. Where could he be?" Phlegyas said the moment they met.
They started walking, too anxious to just stand around.
"I do not know, where does he usually like to go?" Acheros asked, Acherus having flown overhead to search for Lacier.
"He likes going..... He likes going out during Falselight to the garde-" Cocytus stopped.

A horrific sight confronted them. There were midnight black feathers everywhere, covering the garden with a macabre atmosphere. And Lacier was there, in the middle of it all, where uncountable numbers of crows were flying all around, all pushing for their place, their turn, to peck out his eyes. Lacier was floating in the midst of the chaos, seemingly oblivious to the feasting of his eyes. His face, when not obscured by the swirling crows, was blank and emotionless and his eyes were mere sockets. Pecked clean. Lethe was the first to break from the haunting sight.
"Eff!" But she doesn't say eff. "I'm gonna get th-"
And there was Mr. Ary coming behind them. "Students, stay back! It will not harm us if we do not disturb it!"
Lethe choked back a sob. "That's my friend there! I'm not going to just stand here while his eyes are getting eaten!"
"I have already called in the Fang! They will deal with this, child! Pull yourself together! Students, stay back!" He called out once more as more students emerged to see the terrible sight.
The rest of the group had to physically restrain Lethe as they all tried to keep their tears in but could not. And all the while, the crows continued to peck at the empty socket which once used to house his eyes.
And the Fang arrived. The Fang, the wolfen police best suited for dealing with magical cases, ran in. At this point, the crows suddenly stopped their hectic movements as one and faced the group of Fang. Lacier opened his mouth, and a deep voice echoed out, seeming as if all the crows echoed his words.
"The Murder has chosen the Next. Expect the Next soon."
With which, the crows all flew away and Lacier being carried by their talons.

"No! Lacier!" Lethe cried out, pain and grief laced in her voice.
A Fang came up to them, saying in a deep gruff voice, "Clear off. There is nothing to see here anymore. Your friend is the Next. The Murder has chosen."
"Uh, sir, I think we're going to have to stay for awhile. None of us.... We gotta deal with the loss first sir." Acheros said slowly to the Fang.
"Suit yourself. We don't need evidence or anything." The Fang walked away.
As they consoled each other, they overheard Mr Ary talking to one of the Fang.
Mr Ary was saying, "You need to send a message to the Lunatic Eden now. They need to know that the Murder has chosen and chosen a mere child. There has been no incident of the Murder ever choosing anyone that young before."
And Lethe shakingly asked, "What was that? All.. all those crows.. What's the Murder?"
Kestrel replied slowly and tried to remove whatever emotion she had from her words, "The Murder Of Crows. It's a... thing. I don't know what it is. But each year, it chooses. It chooses the Next. I... The Next is a seer. The eyes.... are pecked out, for sight beyond sight. The Next advises the Council of the Lunatic Eden. But.. Lacier.. is.. dead." The word sounded more hollow and empty than it ever had before. "He does not.... live anymore. That is just a shell inhabited by the Murder now. Lacier... is dead."
Lethe's sobbing renewed as the hard and cold truth hit her.
Styx, having better control of her emotions, asked, "Then... what is the Lunatic Eden?"
"You've never heard of it?" Surprise overcame Cocytus's grief for a moment. "It's a place. Where madness reigns. Where logic is tossed aside like the laws of physics. Where you cannot lie. That's what is said. None may dissemble within the Lunatic Eden."
"The Council is ... mad?"
"No, they merely rule from there, for lies are impossible within."
"And Laci-, the Next will advise them there? Oh eff!" Lethe didn't say eff. "He was the first person whom I talked to here! He is, was, my best friend! He was my first true friend, ever!" She started shouting. "And effing life takes him away to be some effed-up fortune teller! What the eff is wrong with the world!?"
She didn't calm down quickly.

Mind Over Matter Part 2

It helped that he had excellent knowledge on chemistry, biology and physics. These were the only three subjects he actually studied. As he flew to his secret hideout, he made a note to cut his hair soon. His chestnut brown fringe kept getting into his eyes every time he flew. After a short half hour flight, he reached an island. The island was nameless and as far as he knew, deserted. Untouched by human hands, the island was surrounded by sharp rocks hidden in the sea. No ship had been able to come close without getting destroyed.

He landed and made his way to the waterfall nearest to the centre of the island. The waterfall was beautiful and surrounded by a forest. He could hear animals moving about. A blackbird called to its mate. A herd of deer looking for a good patch of grass to graze. He could hear the waterfall before he saw it. The waterfall was 20m tall and could crush anything that got directly under the fall of the water. This made it impossible to reach the cliff face the water fell directly parallel to.

Impossible of course, for a human. He made the water evaporate a meter before it hit its pool. The waterfall revealed a cave that appeared to go on forever. He flew in and let the water continue falling. Once inside, he dumped his bag on the ground and proceeded further in, choosing to keep his wings for now.


Note from Li-Jun: Once again, just in case you missed the first one, this is NOT mine, this is a friend who wishes to be anonymous. Now, there are two other anonymous people on the blag apart from me. So, will everyone who can write, write and post up here? ^__^

Silence.

Here brings silence,
the hollow response to my tears dry,
Here comes violence,
the sole resounding cry,

Everything's a mistake,
the only thing left is me against the world,
Everything else is fake,
the only thing left is that last ray of hope,

I am holding onto it so gently,
it does not realize that its all I will ever have,
I am holding onto it so tenderly,
it will never realize that inside there is a hollow cave,

Just a broken pot of bitterness,
silently praying and waiting for salvation,
Just a silent heart of sadness,
silently crying and wailing in devastation,

I will hide in the shadows,
the only dignified shelter left to ease the pain,
I will crouch in the silence,
the only dignified solace left to ease the pain.

--Anonymous

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Mind Over Matter Part 1

He glanced around casually, making sure nobody was watching before he carried out his attempt. Materializing the answer sheet into the space he prepared, he waited for the teacher to notice. But the voice never came. There was no shout from the teacher or surprised glances from the other students. His plan had worked. He had successfully rearranged the particles around the air such that they bent light and made the paper appear invisible to all. No one would be able to see it unless they sat at his exact position. He disliked this method; it could be unreliable at times- something he had found out during his experiments- but he hated failing his papers even more. He hadn't studied for this test at all. Quickly, he copied down the answers and handed the paper in. He loosened the atoms that found the answer sheet, dissolving it back into the air. He grabbed his backpack and left.

He only realized he could manipulate matter a few years back. Even when he found out his powers, he never told anyone and went through life as though there was nothing differeny. Not like there was anyone he could tell anyway. So far, his favourite trick was to form wings for himself and fly wherever he wanted. It was difficult and painful if he didn't numb the pain properly but in the end, it was worth it. Like now for example. He steadied his breathe and closed his eyes to concentrate. Picturing midnight black feather wings which resembled that of an angel's, he materialized the wings onto his back, joining the muscles at the same time, numbing the pain receptors till the process was over.

He opened his eyes and ruffled his wings to test them out. Perfect.


Li-Jun's Note: This is NOT my work. This is the work of my friend who wishes to be anonymous. I will continue to upload this person's work whenever the person updates. Thank you. Please do review for my friend.