

The ConflictThe ConflictThe Conflict
The fire burns through the maze of light. Despite the wisdom despite the strength. You cling on the remnants of yourself for the longest possible length. Yet the imaginary fire makes you give up without a fight. Your Spirit locks itself in the centre of the maze. No fire can touch it, but this action calls out the night. Roaming in the small centre a conflict broods, but strength is stored equally. The dark roads screamed for enlightment, this was not the first time. Your spirit knows it cannot free itself, it needs another soul. Your temple scouts t


Sense Of Sanity A Sense Of SanitySense Of Sanity
You feel the same as you are real and plain. Or do you not? Do you need another thought? For ages you think a lot, then it came, was it an it? The ships bearing unreadable sails could not say. One wave made sense and revealed another way. Just leave the bubbles roaming and choose for none. But this "it" had only begun. Two ships crashed, what are the odds in the field of eternity? At this point you have fallen nothing can be done. As


The Chosen Prophets The Chosen ProphetsThe Chosen Prophets
Volume 1: A Change of Worlds
Chapter 1 : Confusion
It was a dark night in Statuecity, the shadow of a person was resting on the foot of a hill in the local park.
The appearance of the person was suspicious he was dressed in a long black coat with black leather boots and a black scarf wrapped around his face reaching as far as the beginning of his nose.
The person took a long deep breath as he was watching ove


Cup of Tea PromiseIt all starts with cup of tea promises, watered down lies and coffee depressionCup of Tea Promise
When we've taken our breath, inhaled the aroma of the mug and accepted what we find, we drink-- to our own distaste, our own dissatisfaction
Yet between bitter sips warmed chest;
clutched hands, we sit in comfort of the liquid-- as if the elixir of life itself snuck into the drink
Despite broken cups, with cracks and chips, we grip onto the tea dependently, take comfort and smile


LoveLove is nothing, Without a kiss. Love is everything, When you feel like this. Love is precious, When they mean everything to you. Love is painful, When they're not with you. Love is priceless, The true kind can't be bought. Love is life... When it's all you've got.Love
11/24/2003
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