I woke up on a blue towel on the beach; I'm wearing a red shirt and pants. I climb to my feet and look up and down the beach, it seems endless. I began to walk up the beach. I stop to listen to the serene environment. The sea gulls fly by squawking, the ocean waves are crashing. Suddenly there is an eerie silence and Mae Lin emerges from the water. I stared at Mae Lin lost for my words. As she steps out of the ocean and reaches the beach she magically becomes dry. I was so overjoyed to see her. I finally gathered my thoughts together and spoke "I've wished for you to come to me for so long."
She began to cry "I've missed you." she said, "I'v
I am racked with negative emotions, I find it hard to think about being the Jester, I can not, think about how it was, or anything happy. I feel like dying, but I can not because it is not the thing to do. I know I need to work throught his depression, and confusing problem, but I am the one people, talk to cheer up. I am the Jester, but who keeps the Jester from depression. No one, I may be doomed. I need a sign, or something, I have no idea, why I am typing or anything. I am completely confused, I am going mad in the sanctuary of my mind. I am walking the line entering the darkness, I am entering, the dark. Knowing nothing, see nothing, I a
The origins of my current book by jester81, literature
Literature
The origins of my current book
In a home I forgot long ago, lived my brother. Not a normal man, not a joyful man, a sad man he was. He called himself "Douleur" which is French for sorrow. His birthname was Caine. given the name from Cain who slew Abel, for our mother was killed bringing life to him.
When we grew up , we lived the life of princes. Our father was the mayor of a small town called Brive. The town looked nice, but everyone had their own little, dirty secrets. Every five months on the sixth day, a body would turn up in our town from towns nearby. The body was brutally destroyed, exposing ribs, blood everywhere, and claw marks down their faces. Nearby the body,
This is a crazy story, I type but sure enough as I am over three centuries old. My name is Caine de Coupe-Jarret. It is not crazy, I am the undead this little log is a summary of a larger one written over two centuries. This is my log, for tomorrow I may be killed by those who hunt me, or have a wooden steak through my cold heart. This is my story take of it what you will...
I grew up locked in a home with my brother Christophe. Never loved, never wanted, I took up the name "Douleur" and played in a forest of broken dreams. There I learned how free my brother wished to be, and how lonely I was to be. When I was little I discovered father wo
So beautiful she is
Her eyes flash a secret
Held in the Depth of her Soul
They shine with a strange and magical light
So beautiful she is
Her lips show sweetness I've never seen the likes of
How I wish could learn the secret
How wish I could taste the sweetness
How I wish I could know the language of her heart
Sadly she speaks in the Language of Love
With the Tongue of an Angel
I know not any of its words
She has a tenderness I've never known
She has the body of an angel
Her demeanor is as mild as a breeze
She is as fragrant as wildflowers
Her touch as gentle as moonlight
Her face shows a mystery
I've tried to learn the
Ah Dear Friend if you only knew how much regret I hold inside. I'm full of shame and sadness. I wish I could somehow make you see inside of me to see all the pain I hold. Weeping Willow I'm so very sorry. Sorrow fills my waking breath and my dreams beginning, my dreams haunt me like a cancer all day. I think of all the evil I've done to you. You always were an angel. "Why am I an angel?" You ask. What are angels? "They are all around us, watching over us, protecting us. Sometimes we can't see them, sometimes they are in disguise, but they are there. They influence the hearts of those around them, they speak and somehow it sings like a song wr
I'll just got a Pentax DSLR. I will be taking photos soon. August is also a big time for me I'll be going to a wedding in NC then taking a two week tour of The western half of the United States. Hopefully I'll have some good photos.
Well I'm in Texas for a while. I'm in college at CTC. After CTC I'll be going to a 4 year college. I haven't decided if I want to go to a VA school or a TX one. I've narrowed it down to: University of Texas, Texas A&M, George Mason, VCU, VA Tech, or James Madison.
I played paintball Friday and sustained some pretty bad bruises.