A Sprinkle of StarstuffWhen I was a child, I often sat alone in my front yard. I was a lonely kid, really, and we had these beautiful forests around my house. I loved to sit outside and watch nature happen. I watched birds and lizards and snakes and rabbits, all going about their lives. When I was young, I used to think how small they were. What’s the purpose of a rabbit? Why is it there? What does it know? Nothing, right? It’s just a rabbit.A Sprinkle of Starstuff1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
My father came out to sit with me, carrying a box. He said, “Gabby, I want you to see what I see in the world around us. I want you to look around and feel that we belong here, that we all have purpose.” He opened the box and pulled out a brand-new telescope. We spent most of the night stargazing. He showed me the rainbow of colors that are Venus. He showed me the rusty red hue of Mars. Then he turned the telescope northward, and pointed out what looked like an especially bright star. “Do you know what that is?” I told him it was a st
Dark Eldar: Allomorphosys - A1Only the eerie rhythmical swing of the blades of a prehistoric air-duct fan, and a distant humming sound filled the extremely dry air of that deep place. Nowhere near the buzzing surface or the terrible spires kilometres above, "The Grove" as it was called, wasn't even technically a part of Commorragh. It was more of an extension of the webway in a direction that could have been defined "south" only metaphorically-speaking, given the non-euclidean geometry of the webway. If the portion of the web that included vast Comorragh had something like deep serpentine viscera, "The Grove" would be close to the ending sphincter.Dark Eldar: Allomorphosys - A14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Few kilometers farther, and the webway stretched into another realm, a forsaken place said to have been completely flooded by some kind of liquid, a manifestation of the warp. Killing everyone there in a single instant, an untold "accident". As long as one could believe in accidents when Dark Eldars are involved. There lurked swimming horrors beyond even his vast and dar
DownfallDownfall8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choice,
But the choice of the way.
It's an option of the voice,
It's a thin line of gray.
Is it a choice forced by fate,
Is it a pre-set time and date?
Or a choice to which I myself sway?
But here's our story anyway .
"Nothing that I do will matter.
As all things will merely shatter!"
All my hopes thus darkness scatter,
As it shoves me a decree.
As it si