And so our hearts lie, making us think there is love, when only emptiness fills the hole...
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The Silver Pedestal « Thread Started on Jun 3, 2004, 9:41am »
Once there was a time, when during war, the people would pray to the Gods for help. Those who prayed into a life of good will were rewarded by being given a statue. The statue would stand upon a silver pedestal and await every time the people were in need. But as time grew on, the people forgot about the warriors upon the pedestals. They stopped believing in the power they gave, so they began to crumble, all except one. The one that did not crumble had been taken from the people by a greedy and selfish lord and placed in his small throne room. So there she stood on a two foot high pedestal, watching over the wearing red carpet that led to the aging mans chair. And one day there was going to be a great battle, one the world would forget, one that would have been nothing but a swipe of the hand over a babe’s bottom.
He bent to his knees at her feet, the frozen face looking on into eternity, never fading as his did. Her plain beauty a picture of emptiness and harsh reality. The simple cloth that covered her assets began to change from granite to silk as he prayed to her, the body becoming flesh and the eyes becoming always grey but blinking. The woman looked down upon him with thoughtful regard as he begged... “Please...help me and you will be free...”<br> So she stepped from the pedestal, and began to walk, pale green-gray hair resting upon her shoulders in dead straight form, not a wave in sight. “Stone la keemar do sath...” was all she whispered, and the armor of her making was brought upon her body, and a woman’s sword donned into her hands. The silver pedestal crumbled to the floor, she would not stand upon it again.
Even as the man and his army died along the side of his enemy, she walked away, to follow the empty path before her, a human looking woman, normal until the time arose to fight again. A hollow and simple creature, who walked into the Forest of Despair and laid down among the autumn leaves to take the first winter sleep it had ever been allowed. And so she was Arcane, the statue of life, the hollow and simple being, who when needed was there..but never a goddess, but just one of their creations. Just as everything else...
--Arcane, the living statue..
This is a beginning, in a forest, she's awakening with the sunlight, and anyone can add whatever. I just wanted to start something..
Re: The Silver Pedestal « Reply #1 on Jun 27, 2004, 6:11am »
A pain, not extreme, but not small, that was what he felt, a pain, as he hung upside down on the limb of the tree. The pain was in his head, it felt as if someone was prickling him with pine needles, although pine needles didn't seem to exist in this forest... he looks down, oh... he must have fallen asleep again, that was an improvement.
He was falling now, falling down, through the trees, except, it looked graceful, because he seemed to not only be falling... but... he was... moving through the trees, while going down at an insane rate... just another oddity of a forest... maybe.
Crunch... a small crunch, as he hit the ground, he shakes his head of the few dead leaves that had gathered in his spikey, green hair.
"Well... that was an adventure wasn't it Billy?" he waits for a reply...
"Billy?" he says again, checking his pocket,
"Oh dear me, BILLY!" he yells at his pocket, and as if caught by fear a small rodent skitters out of his pocket...
"Yessir?" it asks, it's large eyes looking up to his master, noting his features, the overly large eyes, the overly large ears, the head, a little too small, the nose just a bit too bent, and the mouth, large, he might have passed as a human, except for the tail and that he was just a bit too short.
"Why didn't you answer me the first time, you almost gameme a heart attack... " he laughs,
"Well, with that over, did you find anything last night?" He raises an eyebrow, now starting to walk aimlessly, sub conciously dodging trees,
"Well, I didn't see much... cept' for... a human!" Billy's master looks at him, his eyes wide, his mouth curls into a smile,
"Why didn't you say something sooner! Where?!" Billy would have smiled, except that he was a rodent, and didn't have the muscles to smile.
"That way," he says, pointing through the trees, his master loved humans, they were so interesting, they were so lovable, so gullable, so unintelligent, they could be tricked into anything for money, which he never intended to pay...
"Good job Billy," he says, stuffing the rodent back into his pocket, and sprinting into the direction that billy had pointed, he could find it now, he could almost smell the human...
"HA HA!"
TEXT Well, that's all I could think to post for now, I wanted to keep this going, seems... interesting.
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