Post by Jake Shadow Wolf on Jul 31, 2015 15:45:12 GMT -6
The Dark Side Of The Cross
A poem
Fire is the heart of the body and houses the soul.
Water, cool, and flowing, always listening, is the brain and ears of the body.
Earth is the legs of the body, sturdy, supportive, strong, and always holding it steady.
Air is the arms of the body, always moving, always busy, it keeps the body moving.
Light is the eyes of the body, it sees everything, and takes it all in, but let’s very little out.
Darkness is the blood of the body, keeping the others working, but never truly being seen, until the body is in pain.
Life is the dominant hand of the body, because all things are meant to preserve life.
Death is the weak hand of the body, because all things can cause death.
Creation and Destruction are the forearms of the body ,because they are needed for stability in all things.
Spirit, one of the final pieces of the body, holds them all together and allows us to live, some would say spirit is the most important element, but I believe they are all important.
Author: unknown
Time: before the demons
Prologue
The man, who’s black hair had turned mostly grey, who’s smooth skin had turned dry like old leather and had been a boy during the epidemic read “It’s been six years since the massacre in Mena Arkansas, police still haven’t figured out who or what did all the killings all those years ago. The press believe it was gang activity, the government believes it was terrorists and the people who survived the massacre or left town when the killings started aren’t saying anything, the press have interviewed everyone except the few people who everyone said tried to protect town at the time, among those were the names of four teenagers who survived the attack on the town and vanished into the woods. The names of those teenagers were Jake, a boy with no last name, Cody Aaron, Aaron J, and Dustin Pitts. Jake and Dustin supposedly helped the three who entered the town and left with them no one knew what happened to Cody Aaron or Aaron J other than that they escaped the town toward the end of the epidemic. ” in the paper and looked around then said to me “Hey man they have our names in the paper.”
I, a man who had been a teenager during the Mena epidemic, had blonde hair, and had glasses that were replaced by scars on my leathery old sun baked skin, nodded and said “I remember that day perfectly, it was the day the world was turned upside down and everything everyone else thought was a myth forced us to show them how real it was.”
Just as the man said “What happened to the other two? You never told me.” a large beast appeared and attacked me, I drew my sword and slammed it into the beast’s skull as I replied “For that I’d have to start from the beginning.” then smiled at the man as he laughed and said “Then start from the beginning after all I only showed up in the middle of it all.” I nodded in response and said softly “It will take three days to tell so I’ll start tomorrow morning, ok?” The man nodded and said “Tomorrow we start the hunt and you start your story.” I nodded and said softly “Tomorrow I start everything again.” then blew out the lamp we were using for a light then rolled up the paper and carried it to my bag. I lay down and said softly to myself “Tomorrow we go back to the beginning.” then closed my eyes and tried to sleep.
A poem
Fire is the heart of the body and houses the soul.
Water, cool, and flowing, always listening, is the brain and ears of the body.
Earth is the legs of the body, sturdy, supportive, strong, and always holding it steady.
Air is the arms of the body, always moving, always busy, it keeps the body moving.
Light is the eyes of the body, it sees everything, and takes it all in, but let’s very little out.
Darkness is the blood of the body, keeping the others working, but never truly being seen, until the body is in pain.
Life is the dominant hand of the body, because all things are meant to preserve life.
Death is the weak hand of the body, because all things can cause death.
Creation and Destruction are the forearms of the body ,because they are needed for stability in all things.
Spirit, one of the final pieces of the body, holds them all together and allows us to live, some would say spirit is the most important element, but I believe they are all important.
Author: unknown
Time: before the demons
Prologue
The man, who’s black hair had turned mostly grey, who’s smooth skin had turned dry like old leather and had been a boy during the epidemic read “It’s been six years since the massacre in Mena Arkansas, police still haven’t figured out who or what did all the killings all those years ago. The press believe it was gang activity, the government believes it was terrorists and the people who survived the massacre or left town when the killings started aren’t saying anything, the press have interviewed everyone except the few people who everyone said tried to protect town at the time, among those were the names of four teenagers who survived the attack on the town and vanished into the woods. The names of those teenagers were Jake, a boy with no last name, Cody Aaron, Aaron J, and Dustin Pitts. Jake and Dustin supposedly helped the three who entered the town and left with them no one knew what happened to Cody Aaron or Aaron J other than that they escaped the town toward the end of the epidemic. ” in the paper and looked around then said to me “Hey man they have our names in the paper.”
I, a man who had been a teenager during the Mena epidemic, had blonde hair, and had glasses that were replaced by scars on my leathery old sun baked skin, nodded and said “I remember that day perfectly, it was the day the world was turned upside down and everything everyone else thought was a myth forced us to show them how real it was.”
Just as the man said “What happened to the other two? You never told me.” a large beast appeared and attacked me, I drew my sword and slammed it into the beast’s skull as I replied “For that I’d have to start from the beginning.” then smiled at the man as he laughed and said “Then start from the beginning after all I only showed up in the middle of it all.” I nodded in response and said softly “It will take three days to tell so I’ll start tomorrow morning, ok?” The man nodded and said “Tomorrow we start the hunt and you start your story.” I nodded and said softly “Tomorrow I start everything again.” then blew out the lamp we were using for a light then rolled up the paper and carried it to my bag. I lay down and said softly to myself “Tomorrow we go back to the beginning.” then closed my eyes and tried to sleep.