Tale of Dream and Memories: Rebirth (working title)
Posted: Nov 10, 2007 5:38pm
well this is a story that i'm writing...um i don't have much thought into the process, and well this is an unedited version of it...i'd like to ask for your opinion of it, and also and my friend and I are having a contest on who has the better story XD, and i want help editing or thoughts on it... this would be the first part of what i plan to be a trilogy...if i can come up with enough material to make it a trilogy XD
maybe i could write this into a doujinshi or even storyboard it into a game XD
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~~~~Prologue~~~~ (although it's not long enough to be a prologues XD)
I stand up on a rocky ledge looking at the orange burning sky, the last serene minuets of the long night ahead. The large setting golden-orange sun seemed to light the normally blue sea aflame. the calming waves moving gently back and forth across the sandy beach and what at first seemed to be large rocks jutting out of the ocean, the soothing sounds and peaceful surroundings would have lulled many asleep.
The air was warm and salty, as one would expect on a coastline like this. and the bird in the distance were singing a happy tune and it only completed the feeling of serenity around me. even though i am breathless at this sight, I feel bittersweet as i remember what is at hand, and the task that must be done.
but as i look back and glance at the new friends i have made and i remember the wondrous sights i have seen, i start feeling empty, alone because at the end of this i will never be able to see them again. This will be the last few hours i have here, my time will be up soon.
But it's all really hard to imagine that it all started out on the day of my birthday, the day after i started having a dream
~~~Ch.1 Dreams of Flames~~~
It was a horrific, it was no longer a dream but a nightmare. I felt as if i was someone else, looking through someone else's eyes, it seemed all too real.
I found myself in a cabin it wasn't too large, but it was probably large enough for a family of three. I i woke up hidden behind a closet door. I noticed that i wasn't that tall, probably a 10 year old child. i could hear outside, the screaming had died down, but i could still hear unearthly screams, and the crackle of fire, and the closet started to get warm.
"mom?...dad?" i asked peering out of the empty closet and i stood with fear a fir had started at the opposite end of the cabin. my legs grew weak but i urged my self to stand up, i didn't want to leave not with the commotion still going outside, i started running out of the closet and i ran out of the torn down doorway
"mom?" i whispered looking around frantically for the signs of what may be my parent's "dad?" i called out quietly.
I heard the sounds of heavy footsteps, of metal on metal, like a clanking of metal plates. i hid behind some bushes that were by the cabin. i was silent, and i layed still. the sounds of foot steps and the clinking of metal faded and i looked toward the tall pillar of smoke, hidden behind a wall of trees, even though i was terrified i ran toward the smoke.
"maybe there were survivors....maybe my mom and dad...yes they have to be alive they still had to be" were the thoughts going through my mind as a ran forward. what would have normally been a few minuets seemed to be like an hour to me, and as i raced through the forest it started to blur and past by me "I know their alive" i whispered to myself as i broke the tree line.
i came to a halt hiding behind a wooden building which gave me a clear sight of what was happening and i stood their more shocked then ever.
the steady screams and unholy growling were coming from this spot. the captured villagers were lined neatly in five columns and eight rows. they were lining up for execution, and already 30 burning bodies were piled up in a mound, their severed heads lying neatly beside the mound of bodies, but a few h heads of children were kicked around like soccer balls, by what looked like a group of armored men. in the back, and they were laughing in joy, not even noticing the blood and skin coming off from the severed heads.
five executioners stood parallel to the broken villagers. the townspeople looked beaten, they were terrified and tears lined down their faces, they wore similar robes to what i was wearing, but the were soaked in blood. they were escorted and shoved to their knees. the armored executioners raised their bloody axes and without hesitation they beheaded the villagers
from a blind spot in the town center came an old man dressed in red robes, he wore a black cape and sat on a floating disk.
"see what you get for not giving in to my demands quick enough" the old man said calmly, as if what was happening was trivial to him. "you do not even deserve to live because of that"
the new line of villagers were escorted to the executioner as fluidly as the bodes were piled up. i gasped silently and i couldn't breath in the center of the row kneeled was a beutiful blond haired woman, and a strong black haired man who had a kept mustache and goatee, they were as broken as the rest of the people. "Mom, Dad...no" i whispered to myself the executioners raised their axes "no...no...this can't be happening..."
"NO!!!" i screamed out sitting up from my disturbing slumber, i sat up in a cold sweat. "what a horrible dream" i said quietly to myself staring at my hand. no longer was i some young child, but i was myself, a fifteen year old teenager.
(more coming up soon sry XD i have like 5 more pages of a notebook to still write)
maybe i could write this into a doujinshi or even storyboard it into a game XD
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~~~~Prologue~~~~ (although it's not long enough to be a prologues XD)
I stand up on a rocky ledge looking at the orange burning sky, the last serene minuets of the long night ahead. The large setting golden-orange sun seemed to light the normally blue sea aflame. the calming waves moving gently back and forth across the sandy beach and what at first seemed to be large rocks jutting out of the ocean, the soothing sounds and peaceful surroundings would have lulled many asleep.
The air was warm and salty, as one would expect on a coastline like this. and the bird in the distance were singing a happy tune and it only completed the feeling of serenity around me. even though i am breathless at this sight, I feel bittersweet as i remember what is at hand, and the task that must be done.
but as i look back and glance at the new friends i have made and i remember the wondrous sights i have seen, i start feeling empty, alone because at the end of this i will never be able to see them again. This will be the last few hours i have here, my time will be up soon.
But it's all really hard to imagine that it all started out on the day of my birthday, the day after i started having a dream
~~~Ch.1 Dreams of Flames~~~
It was a horrific, it was no longer a dream but a nightmare. I felt as if i was someone else, looking through someone else's eyes, it seemed all too real.
I found myself in a cabin it wasn't too large, but it was probably large enough for a family of three. I i woke up hidden behind a closet door. I noticed that i wasn't that tall, probably a 10 year old child. i could hear outside, the screaming had died down, but i could still hear unearthly screams, and the crackle of fire, and the closet started to get warm.
"mom?...dad?" i asked peering out of the empty closet and i stood with fear a fir had started at the opposite end of the cabin. my legs grew weak but i urged my self to stand up, i didn't want to leave not with the commotion still going outside, i started running out of the closet and i ran out of the torn down doorway
"mom?" i whispered looking around frantically for the signs of what may be my parent's "dad?" i called out quietly.
I heard the sounds of heavy footsteps, of metal on metal, like a clanking of metal plates. i hid behind some bushes that were by the cabin. i was silent, and i layed still. the sounds of foot steps and the clinking of metal faded and i looked toward the tall pillar of smoke, hidden behind a wall of trees, even though i was terrified i ran toward the smoke.
"maybe there were survivors....maybe my mom and dad...yes they have to be alive they still had to be" were the thoughts going through my mind as a ran forward. what would have normally been a few minuets seemed to be like an hour to me, and as i raced through the forest it started to blur and past by me "I know their alive" i whispered to myself as i broke the tree line.
i came to a halt hiding behind a wooden building which gave me a clear sight of what was happening and i stood their more shocked then ever.
the steady screams and unholy growling were coming from this spot. the captured villagers were lined neatly in five columns and eight rows. they were lining up for execution, and already 30 burning bodies were piled up in a mound, their severed heads lying neatly beside the mound of bodies, but a few h heads of children were kicked around like soccer balls, by what looked like a group of armored men. in the back, and they were laughing in joy, not even noticing the blood and skin coming off from the severed heads.
five executioners stood parallel to the broken villagers. the townspeople looked beaten, they were terrified and tears lined down their faces, they wore similar robes to what i was wearing, but the were soaked in blood. they were escorted and shoved to their knees. the armored executioners raised their bloody axes and without hesitation they beheaded the villagers
from a blind spot in the town center came an old man dressed in red robes, he wore a black cape and sat on a floating disk.
"see what you get for not giving in to my demands quick enough" the old man said calmly, as if what was happening was trivial to him. "you do not even deserve to live because of that"
the new line of villagers were escorted to the executioner as fluidly as the bodes were piled up. i gasped silently and i couldn't breath in the center of the row kneeled was a beutiful blond haired woman, and a strong black haired man who had a kept mustache and goatee, they were as broken as the rest of the people. "Mom, Dad...no" i whispered to myself the executioners raised their axes "no...no...this can't be happening..."
"NO!!!" i screamed out sitting up from my disturbing slumber, i sat up in a cold sweat. "what a horrible dream" i said quietly to myself staring at my hand. no longer was i some young child, but i was myself, a fifteen year old teenager.
(more coming up soon sry XD i have like 5 more pages of a notebook to still write)