The Crystal Pass/ El Paso de Cristal.
Entre las montañas, que se perdían infinitas entre las tinieblas de la mañana, se alza el sol victorioso, dueño del cielo púrpura, que cada vez más va muriendo por el avance azul del día. Ella lo miraba y sin embargo no lograba verlo totalmente, para ella, era un alma pura, una luz que superaba la del gigante Antares. Entre sus pensamientos, un lucero le arranco una sonrisa, y recordó que sus hermanos le llamaban "Estrella Moribunda" y ya veía por que.
El sonreía, sonreía al ver el sol reinante. Sonreía al ver lo que quedaba de la tierra
El primer Pergamino: Aire I by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
El primer Pergamino: Aire I
I the first scroll: Air
Kol Verzoy despertó recordando retazos de su sueño y de sus experiencias anteriores Su pasado, lleno de penas y decepciones, le convirtió en un muchacho voluble y desconfiado, decidió purificar su alma y dedicarla a los dioses del viento, pues no encontró a nadie más a quien entregarle su amor y paciencia. Devastado por la traición de su amada, se perdió en las ligas del fanatismo, condenando su alma por el resto de la eternidad. Solo siglos después, las dulces palabras de una diosa le harían arrepentirse de sus errores
Se sintió diferente al levanta
How i did the best to love you
I met you in the right time
I said the things that were supposed to be said
I did what you thought it was great, and so I did
I looked in your beautiful eyes in the perfect moments
I bleed myself out so many times But those times they were well placed in time.
I suffered and fell in alcohol and other vicious just to make the pain more bearable
I asked myself why I cried as I never cried for no one
I agonized every single night I prayed to the moon goddess the only one who cried with me, who gave me light and showed me that faith sometimes creates hope
He draws, he is an artist.
He dreams to know what to show to the world.
He dreamed about a woman once.
And fell in love with that beautifull ilussion.
She Gave him her rose and more.
Doesnt she deserves to exist?
Souls burn in black ink.
Isnt she the perfect dream?
He woke up in tears, back then, he knew she wasnt real.
So, with his power to create and give.
He draw black long hair and a white body.
Prey of lust he let his humanity reach the god.
The Devil knows where a good deal is
She gave him her rose, her blood and beyond.
Does paper deserves life?
Souls burn in the thoughts of a god.
The human dies for passion?
Air I: The White Hunter by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
Air I: The White Hunter
The Hunter
People usually is faithfull to their creators, they serve the Great Gods in the temples and in the Keeps... But others decide to serve to the minor gods that exist closer to our world. The priestess of the fire, the wind or life, the priests and the necromancers of water the thunder and so much more. All of them dedicated to worship the power of the universe through a minor god.
The Hunter serves directly to the gods of the wind, becoming his guardian and the Grand Master of every single wind temple in our mortal world.
Born in inmemorial times, taught our fathers how to hunt in the forests and the plains, to hunt with the spea
Air I: The Windwalker Horse. by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
Air I: The Windwalker Horse.
I The first scroll: Air
The Windwalker Horse:
Sometimes we wonder: Why does the wind blows? And full of curiosity we feel the gentle wind in our faces, invisible, whispers in our ears with a light voice. Or we see it caressing the branches of the trees.
How kind and gentle is that entity that lives in the wind!
A fools words indeed.
Its a wild horse, that races out of control, impetuous and cruel, his slow breathing becomes in a horrible howl, he is the one who brings the disaster with the storm. We can only pray for the charger`s mercy. And we hope always that the windwalker horse, remains calm. Damn it and burned in hell who dears to c
A guardian, an angel, an infinite being that lives inside of you and that comes outside every time you need it. A massive bieng that gives power, and with the will, it becomes an Energy that is bigger than God. Because the son, always exceeds the father Thats what i expect to be A guardian for my loved one .
Now, with a misión i know whats my fate. Become a protector, a lover that is able to take care his love. A man with the power of a god, just for her.
I SHALL GIVE MY LAST BREATH FOR HER!
No one will stop my plans, these plans that are made to achieve her hapinness and so, my happiness.
This is my desire, to prove my v
I fade away, every second that im not with you.
I die every time you say you love me
Because i know you dont mean it... for now
Ah, amor ingenuo que todavía no vives a plenitud
I bleed myself to death when i see you cry
I rage when i know you are with someone else
I recieve a stab every time you confirm your love for him
Celos sin control, celos que me consumen, celos que odio y que me hacen odiar
DAMN THIS LIFE!
DAMN THIS FATE!
Fading every minute left.
Es una carga que quiero llevar
I find the hell itself inside me, death and pain reign on me
Fire and blood rain on my hands
I laugh and cry with you, i destroy mysel
Cayó del cielo, blanca sombra que atravesó el aire vertiginosamente hacia abajo, meteorito de pureza apenas pudo darse cuenta que fue expulsado de su lugar, Sin poder creerlo, ya era demasiado tarde
Cerrando los ojos sintió el frío suelo que lo atajaba.. Una descarga paso por su espina y se expandió rápidamente hacia su espalda, sus brazos sus piernas y su cabeza una descarga que le hizo retorcerse El dolor llegaba repentinamente a su cuerpo, luego de milenios sin sentirlo. Luego de unos segundos de agudo dolor que le nublaron la vista y la voz., perdió el conocimiento, y luego de t
The Crystal Pass/ El Paso de Cristal.
Entre las montañas, que se perdían infinitas entre las tinieblas de la mañana, se alza el sol victorioso, dueño del cielo púrpura, que cada vez más va muriendo por el avance azul del día. Ella lo miraba y sin embargo no lograba verlo totalmente, para ella, era un alma pura, una luz que superaba la del gigante Antares. Entre sus pensamientos, un lucero le arranco una sonrisa, y recordó que sus hermanos le llamaban "Estrella Moribunda" y ya veía por que.
El sonreía, sonreía al ver el sol reinante. Sonreía al ver lo que quedaba de la tierra
El primer Pergamino: Aire I by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
El primer Pergamino: Aire I
I the first scroll: Air
Kol Verzoy despertó recordando retazos de su sueño y de sus experiencias anteriores Su pasado, lleno de penas y decepciones, le convirtió en un muchacho voluble y desconfiado, decidió purificar su alma y dedicarla a los dioses del viento, pues no encontró a nadie más a quien entregarle su amor y paciencia. Devastado por la traición de su amada, se perdió en las ligas del fanatismo, condenando su alma por el resto de la eternidad. Solo siglos después, las dulces palabras de una diosa le harían arrepentirse de sus errores
Se sintió diferente al levanta
How i did the best to love you
I met you in the right time
I said the things that were supposed to be said
I did what you thought it was great, and so I did
I looked in your beautiful eyes in the perfect moments
I bleed myself out so many times But those times they were well placed in time.
I suffered and fell in alcohol and other vicious just to make the pain more bearable
I asked myself why I cried as I never cried for no one
I agonized every single night I prayed to the moon goddess the only one who cried with me, who gave me light and showed me that faith sometimes creates hope
He draws, he is an artist.
He dreams to know what to show to the world.
He dreamed about a woman once.
And fell in love with that beautifull ilussion.
She Gave him her rose and more.
Doesnt she deserves to exist?
Souls burn in black ink.
Isnt she the perfect dream?
He woke up in tears, back then, he knew she wasnt real.
So, with his power to create and give.
He draw black long hair and a white body.
Prey of lust he let his humanity reach the god.
The Devil knows where a good deal is
She gave him her rose, her blood and beyond.
Does paper deserves life?
Souls burn in the thoughts of a god.
The human dies for passion?
Air I: The White Hunter by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
Air I: The White Hunter
The Hunter
People usually is faithfull to their creators, they serve the Great Gods in the temples and in the Keeps... But others decide to serve to the minor gods that exist closer to our world. The priestess of the fire, the wind or life, the priests and the necromancers of water the thunder and so much more. All of them dedicated to worship the power of the universe through a minor god.
The Hunter serves directly to the gods of the wind, becoming his guardian and the Grand Master of every single wind temple in our mortal world.
Born in inmemorial times, taught our fathers how to hunt in the forests and the plains, to hunt with the spea
Air I: The Windwalker Horse. by Djvodka1994, literature
Literature
Air I: The Windwalker Horse.
I The first scroll: Air
The Windwalker Horse:
Sometimes we wonder: Why does the wind blows? And full of curiosity we feel the gentle wind in our faces, invisible, whispers in our ears with a light voice. Or we see it caressing the branches of the trees.
How kind and gentle is that entity that lives in the wind!
A fools words indeed.
Its a wild horse, that races out of control, impetuous and cruel, his slow breathing becomes in a horrible howl, he is the one who brings the disaster with the storm. We can only pray for the charger`s mercy. And we hope always that the windwalker horse, remains calm. Damn it and burned in hell who dears to c
A guardian, an angel, an infinite being that lives inside of you and that comes outside every time you need it. A massive bieng that gives power, and with the will, it becomes an Energy that is bigger than God. Because the son, always exceeds the father Thats what i expect to be A guardian for my loved one .
Now, with a misión i know whats my fate. Become a protector, a lover that is able to take care his love. A man with the power of a god, just for her.
I SHALL GIVE MY LAST BREATH FOR HER!
No one will stop my plans, these plans that are made to achieve her hapinness and so, my happiness.
This is my desire, to prove my v
I fade away, every second that im not with you.
I die every time you say you love me
Because i know you dont mean it... for now
Ah, amor ingenuo que todavía no vives a plenitud
I bleed myself to death when i see you cry
I rage when i know you are with someone else
I recieve a stab every time you confirm your love for him
Celos sin control, celos que me consumen, celos que odio y que me hacen odiar
DAMN THIS LIFE!
DAMN THIS FATE!
Fading every minute left.
Es una carga que quiero llevar
I find the hell itself inside me, death and pain reign on me
Fire and blood rain on my hands
I laugh and cry with you, i destroy mysel
Untitled battle in untitled... by addictedtopunk, literature
Literature
Untitled battle in untitled...
Intento aislarme...
Distraerme del mundo real
No escuchar cosas como "seno por coseno..."
No prestarle atención al olor del cloro
Intentar convertirme en dios de otro mundo...
Sentir los gritos guerreros de ambos bandos...
Cegados por la adrenalina, pero guiados por un solo hombre.
El bando más humilde, pero también el más valiente, rugía con el único objetivo de defender sus tierras, sus trabajos, sus familias y su honor...
Los soldados del bando contrario, aún mejor protegidos y con un general más preparado, tenían miedo...
Luchaba cualquier hombre disponible, jóvenes de apenas tre
Current Residence: A good apartment Favourite genre of music: I ALREADY TOLD YOU I DONT HAVE ONE YOU FREAKIN A******OLE!!! Favourite photographer: FUCK!!!!! STOP THIS! Favourite style of art: With BLOOD! are you happy? Operating System: Your family MP3 player of choice: Ipod or Nara i guess... Shell of choice: what the hell is a shell?! are you trying to sell drugs here? Wallpaper of choice: anything with a nuke, or blood on it Skin of choice: white... Favourite cartoon character: oh, here we go again....
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Level 1 (n00b :B)
(x) Smoked A Cigarette
(x) Smoked A Cigar
( ) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
SO FAR: 2
Level 2
(x) Are / Been In Love
(x) Dumped someone
( ) Been Fired
(x) Been In A Fist Fight (Like... ok i dont remember how many xD)
SO FAR: 5
Level 3
(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person
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( ) Slept With A Co-worker...
(x) Seen Someone / Something Die
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I know... I KNOW that i died here and i am showing up here like´s nothing actually happened...
But thats actually the issue... NOTHING HAPPENED... yet.
I thought a lot and i give a rat´s ass about the freaking scrolls, im not ready for such a task... i need to train myself better, and think it twice before writing what i should consider art (i actually dont know what the hell im doing) in a language thats not mine...
I HAVE SOOOO MUCH TO LEARN.
And its hard to learn, the main reason is that i dont actually have NO chances for improving my writing (none in spanish or english -_-)
But even if i just go and improve a lot, hear me.