Happiness fading, The day is waning,
Better than nothing, I suppose,
And nothing's all I have,
It was the only bit I could remember,
Your voice screaming out,
"Maybe you'll realise, How much you took our friendship for granted"
And now I seem to be every sort of animal to you,
They said pick the lesser of two evils,
But I picked the better,
I'm not convinced any of this is real,
I mixed dream with reality and came out with you,
It was the only bit I could remember,
Your voice screaming out,
"Maybe you'll realise, How much you took our friendship for granted"
And now I seem to be every sort of animal to you,
They all had cynical
The Boy From The Golden Box 8 by Carralak, literature
Literature
The Boy From The Golden Box 8
The outside of the palace had not changed much since last I had seen it but when I managed to get past the guards I found that within was a different place.
Every window had been sealed shut so the corridors were bathed in darkness. Silence hung in the air. I didn't see or pass any humans until I finally reached the throne room.
I stopped in the shadows of the doorway into the throne room and gazed at the scene before me.
Imhotep was sat upon his throne. He looked many years older than his true age. Two guards flanked him with spears held upright.
Before him stood a robed figure. Something stirred in my memory of the figure but I couldn't
Epilogue
"How many ships escaped? What did we managed to save?" Hake asked the bridge, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
"Seven ships, Captain. Three of which have sustained critical damage. They only just managed to make it to warp." Came the stern reply from the officer at the sensor console.
"Prepare to drop out of warp. We shall take on the crew and any munitions that those ships have left and leave the hulks to the void."
"Yes, Sir- Captain! I'm reading an intruder in munitions store 9!" The officer suddenly shouted out.
"What?! How?! Are the void shields up?!"
"Yes, Sir. Whoever they are they either came on board
Happiness fading, The day is waning,
Better than nothing, I suppose,
And nothing's all I have,
It was the only bit I could remember,
Your voice screaming out,
"Maybe you'll realise, How much you took our friendship for granted"
And now I seem to be every sort of animal to you,
They said pick the lesser of two evils,
But I picked the better,
I'm not convinced any of this is real,
I mixed dream with reality and came out with you,
It was the only bit I could remember,
Your voice screaming out,
"Maybe you'll realise, How much you took our friendship for granted"
And now I seem to be every sort of animal to you,
They all had cynical
The Boy From The Golden Box 8 by Carralak, literature
Literature
The Boy From The Golden Box 8
The outside of the palace had not changed much since last I had seen it but when I managed to get past the guards I found that within was a different place.
Every window had been sealed shut so the corridors were bathed in darkness. Silence hung in the air. I didn't see or pass any humans until I finally reached the throne room.
I stopped in the shadows of the doorway into the throne room and gazed at the scene before me.
Imhotep was sat upon his throne. He looked many years older than his true age. Two guards flanked him with spears held upright.
Before him stood a robed figure. Something stirred in my memory of the figure but I couldn't
Epilogue
"How many ships escaped? What did we managed to save?" Hake asked the bridge, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
"Seven ships, Captain. Three of which have sustained critical damage. They only just managed to make it to warp." Came the stern reply from the officer at the sensor console.
"Prepare to drop out of warp. We shall take on the crew and any munitions that those ships have left and leave the hulks to the void."
"Yes, Sir- Captain! I'm reading an intruder in munitions store 9!" The officer suddenly shouted out.
"What?! How?! Are the void shields up?!"
"Yes, Sir. Whoever they are they either came on board
The boy from the golden box 7 by Carralak, literature
Literature
The boy from the golden box 7
Chapter 7
After speaking with the birds I entered the city. It had changed a great deal since last I could remember.
The market was a cold, desolate place. All the stalls were gone and in their place stood a massive platform upon which stood great wooden structures with corpses draped across them.
The streets ran thick with mud and sewage and children flitted here and there looking for scraps of food.
A few older people also wondered the streets but when I tried to speak with them they ignored more and hurried on to whatever dark place they called a home.
I finally reached my destination, Asims house. It had fallen into disrepair.
been a week now ;p
and in relation to my last post i'm finding some new avenues to work on now so yay. might take me a while to get anything uploaded or completed though.
on another bright note, my insomnia's returned so yay for night time wonderings :D
however, i am currently being assailed by both moths and daddy-long-legs. and some sort of weird green beetle thing.
that's all for now. au revoir, until next time my ragamuffins (yes i mean you *stares pointedly*)
hello to all you watchers who will get this in your inbox *waves*
haven't done a journal since sometime in february i think so thought i'd do another...
people who have been following Wraithstar may have noticed a distinct lack of activity... well blame eon... he's been too lazy to get on with it...
on another note i've been thinking about branching away from the 40k writing i've been kind of obsessed with and i want to try and get more things such as the Hospital done but thier have been recent complications on that matter... that and lack of inspiration... if anyone could help with that much appreciated :P
on a more personal note i've g
figured i haven't updated this since announcing the beginnings of Wraithstar.
well first things first, Wraithstar has begun as many of you will have noticed and read i hope. my fellow writer has presented me with the third chapter but i'm gonna have to postpone work on the 4th chapter for now. also Uni's going well at the moment for the most part. Paintballing tomorrow. so these are the good times.
but as i said i'm having to postpone chapter 4 due to my grandma being taken into hospital this morning after having a severe angina attack. it's been a really stressful day and i've been in the hospital for most of it and grandma reckons it's to