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Sperrit Chosen of Earth

Gender:  Joined: 16 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Sun Oct 20, 2002 10:36 pm Post subject: |
As I stood there on that hill and I looked at what had been the result of all that had come before I found myself wondering what had been the point. Honor? After what had happened I shied away from the idea that honor had any real value anymore. Pride? The source of honor, but more understandable now than it was then. Love? Well, sure, love is in everything we do, but it is not the act of loving but what we love that determines our fate in this world. I chose poorly that day.
I walked down the hill, eyes scanning the ground, my mind wanting something small and inconsequential to latch on to, something that I could use to forget, however temporary, the history that I was reliving at that moment. Fate, again, was not kind to me and so I found nothing. Nothing that didn’t remind me of…
At the base of the hill there was a path that I took that led me to the city, which now seemed empty and desolate, no matter how much life they packed it with. Every person seemed to be like so many piñatas, so bright and lively on the outside, yet hollow on the inside, filled only with small things that, while sweet, are not sustaining. These people did not know, they could not know or understand the bitterness that this world could offer. They knew only their empty joys.
Eventually I walked through the city and found myself in the rolling countryside, hills covered in grain and grass and trees that bear fruit and things that all things that are good. I could live here, I thought. This place is so alone and desolate and rich and live that I could live here in peace for the rest of my days. I could know the birds and the sky at night. But, in the end I could only walk on.
I walked through the field and eventually I walked into a forest and was surrounded by trees of all types and sizes and there were many growing things and animals of all kinds. I could stay here, I thought. Come to know the animals and the forest, explore the ways of man before we built our cities of silver. I could stay here and be happy. But I could not. I could only walk on.
I left the forest and found a beach, and saw the ocean before me. I could make an existence here, I thought. I could make a house and go out onto the ocean and swim in the depths and know the fishes and plants in the largest and most unknown region of this world that we inhabit. But I could not. I could not stay. Never could I stay for everywhere was the reminder of what had been, what had passed before. It was in the light of the sun, the shadows under the trees, the waves of the ocean, it was always there. I could not stay. I walked on.
And so I came to a hill, and on that hill there was a stone, and on that stone was writing, and I read it and knew why I could not stay. I could not stay because of her. She was always there, her laugh her smile, her touch were always there. What I said to her on that last day was always there, those words spoken in passion and anger and pride. They were always there. If only I had known that they would be the last.
What would I have said, without that pride and anger?
I touched the stone, felt it’s chill.
“I love you, still.”
And there I stayed.
For everyone that has ever known the wish to take back what you could not, and find peace and happiness waiting when you got home.
~Sperrit |
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Cobalt Katze Uncertainty

Gender:  Joined: 05 Oct 2002 |
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2002 12:13 am Post subject: |
Wow.. that's really beautiful. A great use of narrative, imagery, and a subtle storytelling that really gets its point across by the end, yet without giving away too much... Very well done  |
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BWS-1 Otaku Lord

Gender:  Joined: 25 Sep 2002 |
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2002 1:17 am Post subject: |
I wish I could just close my eyes as I read your story to better picture it in my head since I like the way it is written and how easy it would be to picture it that way ... but then I remember I can'T read with my eyes shout  |
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KENYA BELEIVE IT!
Q:What year were you born?
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Doot Cute and Non-Abrasive Hyper Hypo

Gender:  Joined: 15 Sep 2002 |
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2002 7:48 am Post subject: |
Beautiful trip I just took with your words Sperrit.
Inspired and inspiring! Good to have such an abundancy of location in your words. Great job, will definitely read it again. |
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