Born into flames

December 1, 2013

rules2010_0713_1Ziel took the cup, and took a nice long sip, the tea was relaxing, just what she needed the most. Ferwyn said nothing, he knew what was going on, and he knew why she was upset, he wanted her to blow off some steam before she learns of her origin and her powers. After longs moments of silence, Ferwyn finally decided to break the ice. “Ziel, I need to tell you something very important. Something, that will explain why everything happened as it did so far. Please, you must understand, that we did all of this as a precaution, to protect you. Your parents…”, Ziel suddenly lifted her tilted head and her eyes widened with excitement. “You knew my parents? What were they like?”, Ferwyn smiled kindly, “They were kind people. And you have to understand they did everything for you. They would be very proud of you.” Ziel started crying, but these were tears of joy, after so long, she finally learned something of her parents. “Please, tell me, what happened to them! Were they… were they killed?”, the smile on Ferwyn’s face disappeared. The thoughts ‘I knew it! I knew they didn’t just abandon me!’ were rushin through Ziel’s mind, she was relieved and furious at the same time. ‘Who could have done this? And why? What did my parents do?’ Ziel started feeling odd. She had a kind of static feeling on her skin. Her hands suddenly felt really warm, she got scared.

Idiocracy

November 29, 2013

You open your wee little eyes to the rays of morning sunshine dancing vividly on your eyelids and with a great smile you chase the remainder of your dreams away, you stretch while making wild animals noises and you know, no, you feel it is going to be a wonderful day. As you get up and start making your breakfast, the phone rings, an unknown number, well might as well answer it, “Hi, is this Steve?”, you let out a polite ‘no’, hang up and carry on. But wait! The phone rings again, the same thing, same answer. BUT WAIT! It rings again! The same bloody person asking the same bloody question, the same bloody answer! BUT HOLD ON A FRICKING MINUTE, it rings again. Then you ask that person if he is deaf so he can’t see that he keeps dialing the same number over and over and over and over again? What a way to ruin the morning.

Idontfeellikeitis

November 24, 2013

You decided, you want to do this, you sit down, you prepare yourself to get down to business, you grab that mouse, start typing and actually doing your work, and after maybe 4 seconds, you just don’t feel like it. Yes. You drop whatever you were doing and stop doing whatever you were up to, because you don’t feel like it. Hold on, I have to go do nothing because I don’t feel like writing anymore. Anyway, as I was trying to point out, Idonfeellikeitis is not to be confused with Procrastinitis, they are two completely different things. When infected by the Idontfeellikeitis you just simply don’t have the will to do anything constructive nor destructive. You just sit there like a plant, performing some kind of photosynthesis, and just existing, but not doing anything.

The search is on

November 17, 2013

Calendar              The Summer Solstice was just around the corner. It was a clear Kythorn night,not a single cloud, all the stars visible, a truly remarkable sight. At least that’s what Ziel thought. She was in a small tower room with only a window, a door and a bucket for nature’s call. Even though she was visited by the monks of Hieroneous on a daily basis, they did not count as company, she was still feeling lonely. Most of the day she felt lonely, but at nights like this she truly felt miserable. Everyone, free, enjoying themselves, and she is locked in here, caged. She often wondered why it had to turn out like this. She never knew her parents, the monks told that she was left at the gates of the monastery when she was perhaps 2 years old, but the monks were never sure. She was a half-elf. For a woman she was tall, and for a half-elf she was even too tall. Tall but slim, with long fair hair, and with elven ears. She hated them, because of that nobody looked at her like they would at a normal person. Especially the town of Crystallyne, this small town still bares the remnants of the Sylvan wars, even though they took place 200 years ago, some inhabitants still held a grudge. Perhaps that is the reason why Ziel was abandoned.

Blackest white lies.

November 15, 2013

Hey son, are you studying? – Sure I am mom, I am just reviewing one last time before my exam. Boy, how many times have we said that line, right? Right? Aw what, nobody does that anymore? I swear you guys have no life experience. Anyway, white lies are a good way to get out of sticky situations, they are not technically lies, but they are. You won’t hurt anybody feelings with a white lie, but it just might buy you enough time to do something that you forgot. And if not, hey, you can always chain white lies together, right? Not like anyone can find out if you were actually sick, or if you were actually at a different place than you said, oh wait, thanks to social media you can’t just go around telling whatever you feel like, because people can check up on you. Back in the 90s you could just tell your parents you will spend the night with a friend of yours and nobody would know that you actually smuggled nuclear weapons for some random terrorist organization. Nowadays, you can’t go without sneezing and half of the world knowing about it.

He is alive

November 10, 2013

“Oi boss, look at them smallings, I reckon they’d make fair game if we hunted them!”, said one of the humans while pulling Thaf to stand up. “I bet they’d squeal like pigs too. Hahaha.” Thaf looked around and saw three figures, he could make out two human shapes and perhaps and orc. “What do you want from us?” As soon as Thaf said that, he got a punch right across his mouth, Thaf spat blood. As he turned his head back he saw that the big guy, perhaps the orc, was rounding up the others, tying their hands together. Even though they were ambushed and being tied up, nobody made a single sound, and for that matter, nobody put up any fight. Thaf felt it in his guts that this is it, that and the swift kicks he was getting from time to time. Perhaps it would have been better to go with Odorf. ‘I failed as a chief’, Thaf thought.

Serene tranquility

November 9, 2013

That last minute before your alarm clock goes off, the precious last bite before you finish your meal, the last cookie in the jar, those feelings of happiness and sadness mixed are some of the most incredible feelings, something close to nirvana. Alright, there are other situations as well but that’s beside the point. We all have our tranquil moments and rituals. Some enjoy a good session of relaxation with a book and a bottle of wine, or perhaps a run in the woods. Others enjoy listening to music, creating something or just doing some yard work. We shouldn’t forget the new generation way of finding your inner peace, playing overly violent, gory, explicit games, and boy does it feel good to carve someone a new face after a long and exhausting day.