Sunday, July 31, 2005

I'm so sick and I'm so tired
Of these clubs, I keep crying
Every night, I wipe my eyes
Cause these years pass me by
I give up, I'm all in
My whole life is full of sin
This road is a dead end
I wanna live again
Live Again- Ying Yang Twins ft Adam Levine of Maroon 5

Ok… so the day wasn’t a complete waste!! Quick over-view cause I got a story for you all so I’ll try not to babble too much. When to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory… needless to say I now have a ton of jokes that only I will get… I’m sorry…. I was having a flash back. Anyway… and what else… uhhh… not much… oompa loompas in dance troupes are hilarious… and I seem to want a squirrel… though I missed the old version with Gene Wilder (sp?)…. I think I will always love that version… there was just something about all the clashy colors… and lack of destructive pyrotechnics on poor defenseless *cough*… no need to ruin the movie… anyway… this is a collaboration of a bunch of little “dream sequences” that I had in a role play I’m in on Gaia… uhhhhhh… Jaxx said it was good so I pulled it all together for you viewing *ehem* pleasure if that’s what you want to call it…. let me know what you think… my character in the RP is named Sita to… go figure… so that’s why she’s the main character here… uhhhhhh… just go with it more or less… some things might not make complete sense with out back story from the rp… but meh…

Sita walked the streets looking down alleyways and passing deserted vehicles. The city seemed completely empty. She called out for anyone to answer her but all she could feel was the emptiness. The buildings suddenly stopped and she found herself walking into a courtyard. Beyond the courtyard was a decorate building, the front columns were covered with ivy and the front door lay slightly open. She crossed the courtyard and walked around the ornate flowerbeds and fountains. She stopped at one point to look at a flower. She couldn't remember the name though she knew it lied just beyond her memory and she felt slightly annoyed with herself, unable to remember. She looked up from the flower quickly, thinking she had heard someone call her name. She turned to faced the building. "Who's there?"... she felt a slight draw to the building though she was afraid. She looked back to the city and saw the streets fill with twisted shadows that slowly advanced on her. With nowhere else to go she walked quickly to the building and slipped inside closing the door behind her. " Is any one here?" She leaned against the door for a moment and listened quietly. She heard a sound coming from a room to her left and she left the door and slowly made her way to the room. She walked though the doorway and entered a room filled with shelves of books. She wandered down the main corridor and looked down each aisle in awe. She finally came to the end of the main corridor and saw a small man on a ladder. She walked over to him and stood beside the ladder quietly "Lets see..." he looked at her for a moment and then back to the books running his fingers over the spines of the books. " Sita.... SSSSSita..... I know it’s around here..." he pulled the ladder a few feet along the bookcase. "Sita...... ahhhh here it is!!" He pulled down a small book bound in red leather and flipped to the last page. " Oh my... that’s not good at all..." He looked at her again and shook his head. " Not good at all..." She looked at the little man and then looked over the shelves of books. "Who are you?" The little man looked back at her then shaking his head he went back to the book "So few repentances... so many sins... tsk tsk..." he shook his head again and looked at her with sad eyes. " Sita you have chosen your path... but I'm afraid we just cant afford to fund those wings of yours.... we will have to take them back." She looked at him in confusion and reached back to feel the feathers of her wings. Her hand grasped only air and she lets out a small gasp and looked back to see her wings are gone. She felt the shock pass over her body and mind and she stared at the empty air, her face completely blank. "But....." The man gave her a sad smile and climbed down the ladder. He handed her the book and slowly walked past her shaking his head. "So sad... and she was such a good girl" She stood looking down at the book running her hands over the blood red cover then she quickly flipped the book open. She flipped through the book seeing pages covered in numbers and odd symbols. She finally reached the back of the book and on the last page she saw one word scribbled in black ink. Purgatory. She dropped the book as she read the word and took a step back. A small whisper escaped her mouth and she took another step back. "No..." Staring at the book on the floor she took another step back as blood seemed to seep out of the cover. She turned quickly and started to run back to the main corridor. She skid to a stop and looked back to the main door. She started to run toward the door then started to slow as mists of light slowly begin to curl out of the alleyways between the bookshelves. She looked back from where she had just run and let out a small gasp as masses of shadows began to surge toward her. She looked between the two opposing forces and started to curl her body together pulling her arms close and curling up slightly. As the mists of light and shadow gathered around her she let out a scream. She felt her body cooling and burning at the same time then all she saw and felt was darkness.

THE END!!! *cough* let me know… I know I haven’t written in a long time so… *shrugs* I guess I did it for a change of pace… anyway… enough reading for all of you… have a good one all
Sita

Quick Note: Just wanted to thank all who have looked at/ downloaded any of my wallpapers… I hit 5000 downloads yesterday… which is more than I ever thought would happed when I submitted the first one… thank you all very much…

other note: I noticed some people said my text was to small and i have noticed that on some computers that the text is really small (SO FREAKING TINY!!!)... it looks fine on my comp but meh... so i adjusted the text size... let me know if its better worse or no different... geeze... its liek a trip to the eye doctors all over again...

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