Amidst the warring armies, amidst the flaming orange glowing in the background, someone arises, looking over all the chaos happening below, from atop a mountain peak.
A stern look on his face turns to a smile, as he slowly makes his way down, step by step, his trusty silver sword on his equipment belt, swinging around as if it were a feather in the air, but the clanging of metal against metal armor can be heard in the distance. The chaos below continues, but neither side seem to be winning. Neither side notices the figure. Casualties are heavy, but many still fight on.
The night sky fills with clouds covering the area, and smoke billowing through the darkness. Snow begins to fall, ever so slowly, down onto the battlegrounds... and on the polished, shiny armor on the figure as he walks down, ever so slowly, ever so silently.
The clang of swords can be heard miles away, but it slowly stops, as if a sudden truce has occurred. Everyone stops and stares at the figure approaching them from the foot of the battleground. The snow gets heavy, only a blurry, dark figure can be seen, but the sounds of armor pieces knocking onto each other sound so familiar. The armies start moving towards the figure, speeding up... Rage fills both sides, as they charge towards it, filled with hatred.
The figure can be seen unsheathing his sword amidst the snow and darkness, as he prepares his battle stance...
Dawn breaks in, the sky begins to clear. Snow slowly stops falling, and the last fighting party collapses onto the ground. The once white snow fills with red for miles, but the sound of metal armor striking each other can still be heard. Someone's still alive...
The sound of a sword returning into its sheath can be heard, and footprints can be seen, leading into the background. Only a pair of footprints can be seen, yet a very long blood trail stretches across the distance, ending in a large pool of soldiers, collapsed, motionless, completely cold...
As the figure walks away, he turns back to look at the remnants of the battleground. A familiar face can be seen, but tears are flowing from his eyes... He wipes it off, a stern look returning to his face as he turns around and proceeds on.
The last snowflake falls... the figure disappears into the background...
The battleground falls into a deafening silence.
Friday, September 10, 2010
040910 - The Double Faced King: The Deepest, Darkest Depths
The toughest decisions always come unexpected, and when you're forced to make a choice, you get really confused. Sometimes in such a hurry, the wrongest decisions get made.
Fortunately though, there is always the parts of salvation, and after you think of it for some time, you realize how lucky it was that said opportunity entered at the best moments. You realize how wrong your choice was, and how this may have just saved ya.
With the aversion of what I'd consider a disaster, I'm beginning to discover who I really am, and where I may actually be headed for. Yet, if these very tough decisions come in another instant again, will it be the same scenario, or will I be able to consciously avoid these before it even happens?
Amidst the darkest depths of the king's heart, an illumination fills the void within. Salvation nears as the king stretches his hand out to reach for the light...
But, will he have the strength to pull himself up into the light, or plunge into darkness yet again...?
Fortunately though, there is always the parts of salvation, and after you think of it for some time, you realize how lucky it was that said opportunity entered at the best moments. You realize how wrong your choice was, and how this may have just saved ya.
With the aversion of what I'd consider a disaster, I'm beginning to discover who I really am, and where I may actually be headed for. Yet, if these very tough decisions come in another instant again, will it be the same scenario, or will I be able to consciously avoid these before it even happens?
Amidst the darkest depths of the king's heart, an illumination fills the void within. Salvation nears as the king stretches his hand out to reach for the light...
But, will he have the strength to pull himself up into the light, or plunge into darkness yet again...?
Thursday, September 9, 2010
290810 - The Double Faced King: Sword Standing on Edge, A Decision to Make
It's a pretty tough choice, but I don't know why it was tough. It was chosen, rejected, thought about, chosen again... was on a heavy dilemma right down to the final minutes actually. Why is it so?
In the end though, choices still have to be made, it was just waiting to happen.
How much it will impact me in the future, I don't know... but, I know one thing for sure.
It has happened.
In the end though, choices still have to be made, it was just waiting to happen.
How much it will impact me in the future, I don't know... but, I know one thing for sure.
It has happened.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Monthly Updates... Epic Proportions!
Who knew I'd be so busy with army life at this point of time that it takes me almost a month before I can do another update?
Yet, once the update comes... it'll be SO big it's just going to be a nice blockade of text! xD
Well, here goes...
Yet, once the update comes... it'll be SO big it's just going to be a nice blockade of text! xD
Well, here goes...
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