Friday, August 17, 2007

Picture of the Day





Intro

Hey guys, how’s it going today? Well now today is Friday, which means only one thing…yeah another day of college…and Friday’s are going to be one of those busy days for me because I have three classes that day, and one starts at seven in the morning, which is too early for me. But Friday also means another thing, it means the posting of my latest chapter of “The Cursed Knight” and yes I do have a chapter 22 typed and it will be posted below the post like always. And like I also do on Friday’s of you wish to get caught up on any chapters then just PM me and tell me what chapters you are missing and also give me your e-mail and then I’ll be sure to send you the chapters that you have requested. So just think of it this way, if you don’t step up and request the chapters you need then you have no one to blame but yourself when it comes to missing out. But yeah that’s all I really have nothing else to talk about, so I’m going to end my post here. So please do enjoy the rest of the post and today’s chapter.



Q & A

Well it’s time to answer your questions, and today’s first question is from Sessylover18, and she asks “What chapter are we on?” We are on chapter 22. The next question is from Gidra, and she says “You failed English?” Yes Edge failed English, but only because he slacked off, and never did his work for that class.

Discussion

Well now it’s time for today’s discussion area and the first discussion is from Morbid Twilight, and she says “You better post the story. If you don’t a mob will come after me.” Aww…maybe you should have thought about that before saying my story needed to be improved…but I’ll still post the story, not because of you but because I wanted to.


Random Questions

Well today is the day were I give you guys my answers to yesterday’s questions. So they’ll be posted below this, and then under my answers will be a few more questions for you guys. Well have fun laughing at my answers and the new questions if they are funny. And today is the start of a new Question of the day, from now on it will only have one question.




Yesterday’s Question


1.) Are you in need of any chapters of “The Cursed Knight”? Nope, got them all on file.





Today’s Question


1.) So what is the war Edge is talking about?

The Original Cursed Knight Chapter Twenty-Two “ The Rose War” “You truly expect me to join up with you? Ha, what a joke. You have been trying to kill me for the past seventy-eight years, and now you expect me to join forces with you after one battle?” I questioned Aeris with Acies gripped in my right hand. “But you heard him Edge; he is going to kill us both.” Spoke Aeris with a voice full of fear. “It seems I’ve misjudged you Aeris. I once thought you to be a powerful fighter with no fears, but it seems when someone proves themselves to be stronger than you fear finds its way into your heart and you change completely. And it is because of that change that I will not fight along side you. You may remind me of my lost love, and I may have been begged by a dying man to keep you safe, but I will never join with you as long as that fear is hiding within your heart.” I said to Aeris as I placed Acies and Tatakai back into their respected sheaths as I turned around and left Aeris standing there in the massive battlefield. I may have feelings for her, but when it comes to warfare the fear of death will always get someone else killed. That is why I couldn’t join with her, her fear could have been my death, and I couldn’t die until I killed Aroth. I kept telling myself this excuse over and over for many years as I trained in the mountains of Italy. Oddly enough I have always been able to feel Aeris’s presence whenever she was close. And so I knew that she was watching me, but also training to make herself stronger, for if she stayed weak then she would no longer be of this world. For four hundred years I trained my body and my mind for the hard battle that lay head of me the day that I finally fight Aroth. As those years went by I watched the outside world change around me. I saw the gallant knights fall to the fear filled foot soldiers, oh how I loathe those sticks that shoot fire. But there was little I could do, but upon one day as I was training in England when a young couple strolled to the waterfall in which I was training myself. As I sat there I listened in on their conversation, and heard something that reminded me of my life so long ago when I was a young knight fighting battle for the woman I loved. I heard the boy tell his lover that he was going to fight the English in a major battle tomorrow, and that his commanders promise victory and that he was fighting for the king himself. As I watched the two walk off I decided I would watch this battle with my own eyes, for it had been many years since I had seen good combat. As I sat upon a huge boulder I watched as two armies positioned themselves on opposite sides of each other. I noticed one side had the emblem of a red rose, while the other had one of a white rose. As I scanned the two armies I saw the young man from the other day on the side of the white rose. I was carouse as to what this war was over, but I couldn’t really say it really mattered to me, for the result of this battle did not influence my life one bit. As the day rolled on I saw the young man from the other day defeat many enemies, his sword skills were impressive. But as the day wore on I saw his skill dull, many a times he was hit by a blow or two before he finished off his enemies, and as the battle started to come to an end with victory coming close to being in the hands of the White Rose Army. New recruits for the Red Rose Army came pouring over the ridge like a swarm of insects, it was at this time that the young warrior fell to his enemy’s blade. As I watched the warrior pushing his sword all the way through the young fighter a sinking feeling over came me. I suppose I had high hopes for that kid, but as it always seems those I hope to win always seem to die too soon. I would have to say that was the worse July 26 I have ever seen with my eyes. Days later I found out the name of the battle in which I watched, the peasants called this battle “Battle of Edgecote Moor”. I found it odd that the battle had a name that closely resembled my own, but what could I care I did not take place in that battle. For mere mortals could not stand against me, it would have been pointless for anyone to attack me. Even an army would fall within minutes of battling me, so with that I refrain myself from all wars unless I see that my powers are needed in any battle in which I watch. Funny thing is when your immortal time does not pass the same for you as it would for a normal person. I have been alive now for well over six hundred years and yet I still look to be in my late twenties. You could never tell by looking at me that I was from a time that was starting to lose to what most call the modern age of man. As the years went on I saw cities come and go, people gain power only to lose their lives. I found it odd how people would strive their whole lives just to gain power knowing that their life was not a long one. I knew there was nothing I could do for those weak mortals, but as I continued my training many a warriors wished that I would teach them, and as a master swordsman. But after teaching so many students I soon found it stupid to try and teach them the strongest of my moves for the simple fact they would be long dead before even hoping to get to that level of battle. Even when I found a student that could reach that level they always seemed to have died a horrible death due to the sheer power the maneuvers required. So around the years that the American colonies started to rebel I decided that I would no longer take any other students under my guidance. Oddly enough after the Americas earned their respected freedoms a small little man started his little own war on Europe. I never understood how so many nations could fall to a man of such heights, but even I will admit he was a genius when it came to tactics on the battlefield. I had only wished that I was able to watch more of this man’s battles, but alas I never found the French to be worth watching fight wars. As my journey continued I always felt the presence of Aeris, it would have seemed she never left the area in which I was always located. It felt like she was watching out for me, even though her powers were still below my own.

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