Saturday, December 31, 2005

Hi
Well I can say that I beat Jonny. Today I'm the first of my friends to update and I am really sleepy. I've been up five minutes. Couldn't sleep in this morning because my cousin is here and everyone decided I needed to get up and say hi
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Friday, December 30, 2005

IT WILL GET BETTER
I promise that it will get better. I am having problems with the first chapter because there are a bunch of conflicting ideas and I want to put them all in there at some point.


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Chapter One: Death met in Flames
There was fire everywhere. The orange leapt to the ceiling in venomous flickers that ate everything it touched. One by one, beams collapsed all around, trapping the girl that was still within.
Renae was scared. The heat was turning her skin to melted fiber and she could see no way out of the prison that was once her home. There seemed no way to escape and her mind was shocked to admit such a defeat, but a calmness swept over her beating heart, slowing it to a normal pace.
Leaping over flames, she found a small unburned corner that the monster had not yet eaten. She sat down, hopeless amongst what was soon to be her death.
The girl tilted her head, waiting for what couldn’t be avoided, and a voice reached across her consciousness, melodic, clear, and elegant, soothing the burns on her body that had been caught in the flames. As if in response, the fire seemed less hot and seemed to submit to the beautiful sound.
The words continued, but began to take actual shape. When it came to the end of the verse, it ceased, leaving the crackling flames to draw out her curiosity.

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Thursday, December 29, 2005

pictures
I had problems with the foreward because it wasn't already written. I had to make it up as I went along, and I'll probably change it before long because it has a bunch of rough edges. I'll work on improving it and if it gets better, I'll go through and fix it.

Just incase anyone is wondering, I am working on character sketches and hopefully I'll be able to put them in fan art before long if I can get the scanner to work. Right now, I am working on the Dark Phoenix and the ancient Angel Warrior that is mentioned here. Wish me luck
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The foreword of my story
Frightened, the mortal Angel Warrior ran, pursued by the priests that hurried to catch up. Turning the stone corridors with instant precision, she wasn’t expecting the head priest to be around the bend, waiting.
She felt two enormous hands enclose her arms and her body was turned in the opposite direction from which she was running. She screamed. She knew where she was headed and was scared of the forthcoming that awaited. She begged her capturer for release, but the decision was made. The prophecy had to be stopped, for it predicted that one holy of heaven would turn and bring about the destruction of everything. They believed that she was the darkness that would cause such tragedy.

The girl, no older than seventeen, wept in a darkened room. Only a single torch was lit and the flickers revealed her newly tattooed skin, scripted with the language of Death, the prophecy that had brought this fate. Chained and shackled, she watched for hours until the flames doused themselves in their own ash, and the temple room turned black. Here, she died, sorrow and pain lingering forever because of the wrong done to the heavenly servant.
Cremated, the priests put her ashes into a stone egg, where she awaits this day for the Phoenix to awaken her, lost in uncontrollable anger and hatred. Three thousand years passed, until the time had come for her emergence. But the one to free her is still for grabs, because if the modern Angel Warrior doesn’t make it in time, the dark Phoenix will arouse a physical body within her and continue to destroy the world………
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Wednesday, December 28, 2005

   Hi
I'm about to go somewhere, so I won't be able to type another part of the story for a while. I will either this afternoon or tomorrow though
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Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Okay, here is the opening to the story:
Death met in flames, taken at the mercy of grace, dead not the immortal soul. She falls from the gate of heaven to the World of Awakening where she will find but the one thing desired. So in the light of her fate, she follows the phoenix back to where pain still lingers, everlasting and unforgotten: Earth, where she will reclaim her mortal life and find what was missing……”


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Good Morning!!!!!!
I didn't have a good morning. My dad flipped on my lights and told me to get my clothes out of the wash room, so it is another day without being able to sleep in. I think I'm gonna start locking my bedroom door at night to keep everyone out in the mornings. So now I am sleepy, bored, and listening to some weird movie on tv. because my mom is alseep on the couch and I'm not sure if she would want me to change the channel. Oh, well. Maybe I'll start writing on my story "Cresent of the Angel Warrior". I began writing on it two years ago, but I have decided to change what I had written. The story line is very complicated because it has to do with a phoenix and it's other self(the dark phoenix), and the good Angel Warrior who died in a house fire and is now at the gates of heaven, waiting for her mission(she is a guardian angel, basically). The dark Phoenix is out to claim the sacred stone egg that holds the second Angel Warrior so it can turn her evil. In the meantime, Renae is looking for the Crescent Sickle, the weapon that lets its owner travel between the realms(Heaven, Awakening, Earth, Gate, and Hell). As I said, it's complicated and I would be typing for a very long time if I were to explain everything vital.
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Monday, December 26, 2005

   Bored
I am so bored! My sugar rush is over and I'm off the phone, so there is really nothing to do but type and listen to cd.s. Too bad I have nearly every song on the Nickleback one memorised. Gee, I really need a new hobby. It's pretty bad when you have nothing better to do than sit around and memorise the entire thing. My mom thinks the last one is funny because it mentions everyone having a drugdealer on speed dial. I kinda thought that she would halfway take the cd. from me, but turns out that she wants a copy. I won't let her though because she would definitely lock it up somewhere if she listened to one of the songs.(I'm glad a couple people warned me about it) It's a good thing she wasn't listening to the thing yesterday when I popped the thing into the dvd player.
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family
Christmas may be over, but not for me. I'm going to my granny and pop's house later for their supper(or maybe it's more like a late lunch: 2:00). Well, anyway, it's always fun down there because I can just find a comfy place on the couch and watch everyone. Not many people pesture me down there because I don't have any cousins old enough to bug me on that side of my family. I imagine I'll wind up babysitting the youngest of the bunch, Ezra. He is adorable. He's got the rosiest cheeks and the sweetest little face I've ever seen! I love him to death, but his older brother is a pest. Tristan always likes to hit people, and sometimes I just want to smack the little demon! Oh, well, family is family, plus, I'll just let my sister put up with him. Show her what I had to put up with when she was younger,lol. Bye ^_^
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