Marks (story)

Elysse nodded. "'Marks he does bear, to make certain his identity; eyes of the green sea, a bloody sword, a scaled chest.' Is this all you know?"

Aerana had searched for extra information before she had brought the matter before her husband. Being unable to read, since she was not a priestess or a member of any arcane guild, she had not been able to find much in so short a time. But she had discovered something more. "He will decide the fate of the world," she said, awe touching her voice.

(Read all previous parts of the story here: http://propheciesofshadow.blogspot.com/p/chapter-one.html)

This Title Should Definitely Say Something, but I Don't Know What

I want to write a song about being a procrastinator, but I'm too busy right now. I'll do it later.

Umm... That's not what this is about. Although I guess it might be. Once again, I don't know what to write about. I'm starting to think maybe I should stop trying to write posts about my life and just post story snippets every day. Leave a comment here or on my Facebook page if you think that's what I should do.

Anyway, I really don't have time today to waste on thinking up something interesting, so I'll just write whatever comes to mind. Sorry if it's a bit random.

First of all, I want to apologize for not posting last night's story snippet on Facebook. I was doing school work and forgot I hadn't done that. I hope that you can find the power somewhere deep inside your heart to forgive me.

I'm going to dress up all pretty-like for Valentine's Day tommorow. :) I'm really excited about it this year. I'm hoping it will be good inspiration for writing. All that love and romance in the air has to give me some ideas, right? But even if it doesn't, it's a good excuse to get all dressed up. I don't do it often. I'm not the sort of girl who wears makeup every day and spends hours on her hair in an effort to adjust her appearance into what she is told is beautiful, just as I don't starve myself or go on any of those special weight-loss diets. If I'm going to get skinny I want it to be because I'm eating a balanced, healthy diet and exercising. Well, that got off track. The point I wanted to make was that while I don't go out of my way to make myself beautiful on a day-to-day basis, I like to dress up every now and then.

That's enough writing here for today. Time to do some work. Bye.

Knowledge (Story)

"I know that the coming of the Immortal heralds war and doom," Xeldan said darkly. "And I know the verse that everyone is taught in childhood by order of the Council of Prophets."

(Read all previous parts of the story here: http://propheciesofshadow.blogspot.com/p/chapter-one.html)

Not Really Sure What I'm Trying to Say...

Why is it so easy to procrastinate? I logged on to blogger almost three hours ago to write up a simple post and got distracted looking through the different gadgets available for my sidebar. I was really tempted to add a whole bunch of virtual pets, but I limited myself to some fish... Let me know on my Facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/pages/Arriah-Dreamscribe/146768685480583) if it makes things too laggy. Oh, and like it too, if you haven't already. :)

Anyway... I don't really remember any of the stuff I was going to talk about. And I'm babysitting my siblings, so I have to go make dinner... Ummm... Have a good day?

Not Enough Hours in the Day

College takes a lot of time. I think it's interesting how much of the day it takes up, considering that most people who go are adults who have to support themselves and sometimes their families.

I have three classes that I'm taking. Chemistry 121, English 101, and English 252 (medieval lit.). My chemistry class is a two hour class, but I only have it three days a week. Both English classes are one hour classes that are held Monday-Thursday. This means that on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday I am in classes from 8:00am-12:10pm. On Tuesday I only have class from 10am-12:10pm. However, I have seminary (a Monday-Friday class where I go to the church and learn about scripture stuff) in the morning and a carpool arrangement that makes it so that I can't just go home when I finish class. With this taken into account, I'm away from home from 5:50am-about 2:00pm. Still, that doesn't sound too bad, right? Wrong. It may seem like the typical high school schedule, but there's one thing I haven't yet mentioned.

Homework. In college, there are less hours that you have to actually spend in class, but this is made up for with extra homework. The typical amount of homework per class is approximated to be about two hours per class, which means six hours for me. I've been able to work out a system with my current classes so that I get all of my homework done within four hours on week days. However, I do all of my homework when I get home instead of in my free time at school. I use that time for writing my book, which is important because it's potentially my entire future. So I can typically be completely done with school stuff at 5 or 6 in the evening. Keep in mind though that I have to get up at 5am to get ready for my morning class, so to get a full nine hours of sleep I have to be asleep by 8pm. That only leaves me two or three hours for things like dinner and free time.

That schedule works fine right now, but what if I want a job or if I decide to get some more extracurricular activities to put on my college resume? Or what if I just need a night with my friends? I'd have to start managing my time differently and cutting down on things I really care about like my writing. Either that or start failing my classes, which is not an option.

I'm not complaining. This all works fine for me. I think I manage to get enough extra stuff done to impress the university I plan to go to, and I don't need a job yet. As for friends, I'm content to save them for the weekends. I just wonder about other people. The people with families to take care of. How do they handle it all?

Scales (story)

The woman looked back at him, silent a moment.She pulled down a part of the blanket that was wrapped around him, revealing the shiny scales on his chest. Curiosity lighting her eyes, she ran a finger over them, feeling their hard strength. It felt like she was touching plates of warm steel. A trail of golden light followed her finger where it made contact. "Interesting..." she murmured quietly. Then she turned her attention back to the boy's parents, who had been watching her nervously. "How much do you know of the prophecy?" she asked them, not expecting much. Only followers of the Hyspire were familiar with all of it.

(Read all previous parts of the story here: http://propheciesofshadow.blogspot.com/p/chapter-one.html)

The Voice

I thought that today I'd share my favorite of my "creepy poems". This one is special to me because its one of the first I wrote, I wrote it in under an hour, and I was super tired when I wrote it, but I think it still turned out pretty good. Keep in mind that it's a bit dark. I don't think it will bother anyone, but what do I know... Hope you like it.

In the shadow I retire,
wanting death, the devil's ire,
bringing pain, that sick-sweet fire,
a torment that will never tire.

But suddenly a noise outbreaks.
The silence wrapped around me takes
a voice with no seen form to fake
and trick the eyes for shadow's sake

"What mortal lies here in front of me
and begs for death's blind eyes to see?
Your soul seems dark as night in thee
and yet you fear your strength, your key."

With a sigh I bow my head,
the sound of old emotions dead.
"It is not dark I fear," I said,
"but rather being blindly led.

"By ropes of twine and chains of steel,
lies of peace my daily meal,
and hurting those for whom I feel,
their fate I in betrayal seal."

"Then but accept me," the voice replied.
"The path I offer is true and tried.
You need not feel for those aside."
Welcome to Hell, the voice implied.