Friday, June 08, 2007

What?

Where do we
Go.

Expect.

Aspect.

What is the ratio of
A heart in love?

"Fourteen and twelve"
He called.

Wrong,
It is fourteen and three.

I hate to fail a brilliant mind,
But he has clearly
Never loved

No.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

It Suits You

It is simple,
It is sweet,
When we wipe the dust from our feet,
And sweat from our face,
When we engage,
In terrified embrace.

Only an idiot,
Would die twice the same,
And yet here you are,
Smiling and lame.

I have nothing more to say,
So just
Stay,
That way.

If the boot fits,
Then take a hike.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Lost Eyes, Lovely Eyes

Without support a leader falls,

Lost eyes, lovely eyes.

Only silent do we differ,
When clamoring we're all the same,
Just noise, just dust,
Only dust in his eyes.

Lost eyes, lovely eyes.

United we are lost again,
Each one, alone,
This is the plan,
United we will die again,
Though once it served us well.

Lost eyes, lovely eyes.

I look into your smile,
I am dazzled by your grin,
It only hides,
Your sin.

Not mine.
I still see mine in your eyes,
Lost eyes, lovely eyes.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Jihad United

Frosted mountain filled with cheer,
Dwarven men meet often here,

Exhibit each, their deadly prize,
Before another's greedy eyes,

Gladly one will pay each price,
Illegal goods an exotic spice,

Within, without,
With silent doubt,
Marauders creep and sign,

Communicate,
The mountain's fate,
Through the darkness grim.
Many men will lose their lives,
To rid the earth of sin.

One, not one, regrets their choice,
As they scream out with one voice,

And leap, at last, into the fray.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Burning Shadows (Chapter 9)

“So Dagon isn’t officially in charge here?”

“No,” Vertigo replied, “but he’s taken over with incredible ease, even though he only has ten guards at the most.” Notek’s visage clouded over.

“Then why can’t you all free yourselves? He’d be no match for the students here if they chose to rise up against him simultaneously.” Vertigo looked away from Notek, unable to return his gaze. “Verti,” Notek said as he gently took her hand. “What are you not telling me?” Vertigo’s head sagged, and as she relayed her story she could not stop her tears.

“There was an uprising almost immediately . . . every student that had trained in hand-to-hand fighting and those few teachers who possessed weapons rallied together and tried to repel Dagon and his men.” She sobbed. “They were slaughtered. Everyone that offered resistance was mercilessly destroyed. Notek . . . he’s more powerful than you can imagine.” With vengeance burned onto his face, Notek stood.

“I must go,” he seethed. “I’ll bring help, and together we will repel this evil.” Vertigo stood and took hold of his shoulders.

“Please don’t leave me here Notek . . . please . . . not again.” The light that invaded the room was dimming, and Notek remembered Dagon’s threat as he brushed Vertigo off.

“I have to hurry, it will be dark soon.” He looked her straight in the eye. “You’ll be safe . . . I promise.”

“Notek,” Vertigo said, anger boiling the tears in her eyes. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”