Sunday, November 14, 2010

And he ran from his home with a silence that he could only just maintain and only just stop from erupting into a scream. His life had been average and boring. The day that that ended was a gloomy Wednesday right after a rainy Tuesday. That didn't stop his father from ordering him to the field to work and get dirty. His family had a potato farm, almost everyone in Ireland did, and his dad had lost his leg in the last Strait war and since then it had fallen to William to work the fields. It was harvest time and it would involve a lot of digging and in the mud it would be that much harder. The old rusty shovel slid into the grim and William began the laborious task of getting his dinner from the ground. The day passed with nothing of note and with the sky just as gloomy as it was when he had begun. He was nearing the end of his toil when three men appeared in the distance.Three men with swords! William to a look then took a step back and then a few more and started running only to run into the fourth man of this evil troupe. The man took a second to measure the strength it would take to knock him out and then he punched him in the nose. Before he slid into the bitter sweet darkness that surrounded him William felt the rough touch of rope winding onto him and binding his hands and feet. The very last thing he heard was           

''Leave him its no use killing him''said a quiet slimy voice. And with that he let the darkness envelope him and he slept for hours

  William awoke in the mud and instantly realized that he was suffocating in the same mud that was his bed. He struggled for a few moments and made it into a sitting position and took a second to get his bearings and remembered what had happened. The prints that were in the mud led in the direction of his house. And if I get comments I'll conclude this TEE HEE

















Loveing Music

She flew from the heavens on a cloud of gold and with a crown of rubies. She fell from the heavens to destroy man and her name was Pandora

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A Flair

A flair for the dramatic is an interesting thing that can bring forth a different side to everyone and it can be a very dangerous thing with very serious consequences as the Count Ludwig Travenstein discovered. It was 1920 a booming time for America, or more specifically The U.S.A. But for the small secluded country of Camigera it was a different story entirely the country was still in the more medieval age.Though if you were to ask a native of this country they would say that the were very advanced and even had a brand new canon to fight off the barbarians. I know that this is what they would say because I was one of them. The part of Camigera were I lived was in the North-East were it snowed constantly. The village were I lived was called Leah and it was ruled by the Count Ludwig Travenstein. He was a likable man by many standards and by others he was not.He lived in a castle at the edge of the township .It ,the castle that is, was called Castle Stein,the castle of stone.The count was a very bored man who was always searching for the thing that would keep him occupied for at least the next day. So one day for the fun of it he decided to dress as a bear. This was unfortunate because six friends and I had decided to test ourselves and go hunt bear.... To Be Concluded