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PostSubject: Forever More   Sat Nov 19, 2011 10:27 pm

"As people are walking all the time, in the same spot, a path appears. "

Time. Time has always been something that has interested man. Since it was first noticed, time has always been raced against. Rushing through life towards the end. Trying to win a race that is as impossible to win, as it is impossible to count the grains of sand in the desert. Fittingly enough, these grains of sand is how humans decided to measure time at the beginning.

Once man started to measure time, a bit of hypocrisy was introduced. While they were constantly running for their lives against the sands of time, they could not help but to watch it tumble away, nearing themselves to their own doom. As grain by grain fell, as the hourglass emptied, as time ran out, people would stand their not knowing what they were waiting for. Not knowing what was waiting for them. Not knowing that their time as a living breathing human was rushing through towards the end. The sounds of its approach drowned out by the sound of the falling sands.

But it was not sands constant descent that Sila was hearing at this time. Instead it was the sound of rain, rapping against the roof of the building. The building was a luxurious building, like a great mansion. Tapestries and carpets adorned every surface depicting various scenes of battle and glory. But the most glorious part of this building was its grand hall, with long tables covered with food and drink. It was like a mix of the halls of Valhalla and a glorious party in honor of a diplomat. It was on this grand room, of this grand building, that Sila found himself in at this time. A grand room in a grand building, that he had never been in before.

Not sure how to grasp the situation, Sila looked searched the room for a door to try and get a better grasp of where he was. Despite the number of fancy door's that were to found in the hall, none of them would budge an inch. The windows were set so high up into the walls that they were not an option to climb out of, except for the large stain glass window depicting a knight slaying a dragon. The stain glass window had the inscription "Slar killing Lino in the battle of Watersreach 517 AD"After exploring the room in vain, he finally gave up and sat in one of the chairs in the hall.

Doing what humans tend to do, Sila sat there and waited for something he didn't know about. Waiting for something to happen that would lead to him leaving this room he knew nothing about once and for all.

He did not have to wait long.

As he sat at the glorious tables, he could not help but be enticed by the magnificent food and drink. It did not take long for him to start to help himself. Every bite was like a divine blessing was bestowed upon him, making him reach for more and more food. He could not believe that there could be any food that tasted this good.

After he finally quenched his hunger, he noticed that he was left with a strong thirst. Figuring that he might as well grab a drink if he already ate some food, he made his way over to the large punch bowl. It was less like a bowl however, and more like a fountain. Punch sprayed from the top of a tower into the bowl, while a long winged serpent wound itself around the tower. The punch was a deep ruby red, and shown in the light as it fell into the bowl. Unable to contain himself from the idea of enjoying such majestic punch, and unable to overcome his sudden thirst, Sila grabbed a nearby cup and dipped it into the bowl. As he lifted it up to his mouth and started to drink from it, he couldn't help but notice something strange. The punch was rather warm and thick, unlike how it looked in the bowl. It also had strange, somewhat metallic taste. It was familiar, but he could not place his finger on it. As he lowered the cup with what remained of the liquid, he realized what it was.

What was once ruby red glittering punch, was now dark thick blood. Sila immediately threw the cup away, both disgusted and frightened. He looked back at the bowl and saw that the punch raining down had also become blood, and something strange had happened to the serpent wrapped around it. It was like....like it has changed colors slightly, or something small like that. As he peered closer to investigate it, the serpent unwrapped itself from the fountain and struck out at him. Greatly shocked, he feel back onto the table behind him, crushing food beneath him. The food that was on the table then started slowly dissolving into sand, shortly followed by the rest of the food in the hall. The lights of the place flickered, casting shadows along the walls that danced and moved.

One shadow, however, remained constant. Even the the light would spread over it, this shadow was not disturbed. It was then that a large vertical slit appeared in the middle of the shadow, and its large eye opened. With the force showing that it was greatly restrained, a large black clawed hand covered with eyes attached to a thin arm thrust itself out of the shadow and seemed to grab hold of the wall next to it, and was was quickly followed by a second.

Afraid that he was meeting death itself, Sila struggled as best as he could to get up. Try as he might though, it was as if the sand he was lying in itself was alive and holding him down. He could do nothing but look on in terror as the shadow started to pull itself out of the wall. Its large gauntly body covered with eyes reared itself out of the wall, and held itself up with the poise of a king. The shadow did not seem to notice that half its bottom half was stuck in the wall, as it merely moved its hand up to the ceiling of the hall and started carving words.

Sila could not find himself able to look away, or even able to close his eyes. He couldn't tell if it was the sands keeping him perfectly in place, his own fear paralyzing him, or some stronger power forcing him to watch. It did not take long for the shadow to finish caring into the ceiling, as it merely scratched at it with its claw, making sharp set letters. The letters simply read "WHAT IS YOUR WISH?".

Then with a bellowing sound filling the entire chamber like a deep felt laugh, all of the doors of the hall slammed open. Chains shot out from the black doorways and bound Sila in them, wrapping him from head to toe. As the last of him was being covered, Sila watched the shadow smile with its teeth full of fangs before the chains covered his eyes.


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PostSubject: Re: Forever More   Sat May 12, 2012 3:05 pm

"All men are liable to error; and most men are, in many points, by passion or interest, under temptation to it."

As the darkness enveloped him, surrounded him, and poured into his being he felt the purest emotion of terror. His heart racing, his body sweating, and his mind racing wildly as he slowly lost consciousness. He did not know why he was in the situation, where he was, or what caused it. He knew only one thing.

Today he would die.


Jolting forward in the darkness, almost falling unconscious again from the quick motion and his heavy breathing, Sila found himself in a new environment. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he slowly began to recognize his surroundings. He was not in a luxurious mansion he knew nothing about, but in the bed of his own room. He held his shaking hand over his racing heart, as if showing it that it was not alone would calm it down faster. He felt that it helped a little, even if it didn't. Afraid to tempt going back to sleep and risk another nightmare, Sila resigned himself to staying awake and prepared himself for the day.

Moving through his morning routine helped calm his nerves, and before long he was just putting it off as being a simple nightmare. Maybe it was based off of a movie he had watched, or a game he had played. Either way, it was nothing to worry about. Dreams cannot hurt you, even if it seems like they will. He finished preparing for school and looked at the clock. He still had another hour left before he normally left. His parents wouldn't be up till after he left either way, so he decided he might as well head out now.

He was shocked to find that there was a rather dense fog outside, which was a rare occurrence where he lived. He pulled his jacket tighter and considered buying a scarf after school today. It was getting rather close to winter, and if this fog kept up along with the snow it was bound to be very cold. He decided to see how the day turned out first, and continued his walk towards the school. Cars raced by on the road beside him, mindless of the fog or the time. The rushing air only made the air seem colder, but before long he finally made it to the school. Since he was early, he sat on a bench and took out a book he was reading for a class. As per usual, however, he found himself not reading the book, but instead looking for someone.

Eventually she arrived. Her name was Aria. She was in the same year as Sila, but they always seemed to have different classes. She was of a light and pretty frame, with long jet black hair. Her smile could melt the coldest of hearts. And Sila was madly in love with her. He had been since they were children. When they were very young, they used to be friends. They would spend countless hours together, playing many games and exploring the town. This ended though, when Sila was forced to move away with his family. Between tears, the two childhood friends had said goodbye to each other for what they thought was the last time.

Ten years later, his parents moved back to their old town. After hearing the news, Sila counted the days until they would return. Until he could meet her again. But their meeting was not a happy one. Aria had changed. She was not as kind and open as she was before, but held herself in a high position that she backed up with her various accomplishments, both athletic and academic. The truth that struck Sila the deepest though, was that she did not seem to remember him at all. The girl that he had continually thought about for the past ten years, couldn't remember even that his family had lived in the same town as her.

After the depression that this caused him, Sila did his best to try and get over her. But no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he attempted to ignore her when she was around, he found himself looking for her arriving to school, trying to spot her in between classes and lunch, and taking the long way home after school to follow her and her friends. It was this last scenario, that Sila found himself in at the end of the day. His plans of buying a scarf flying out the window as soon as he decided to follow her from school. The fog had yet to clear, and the pace of the cars near by had yet to slow. He kept himself at a respectable distance from her and her friends so as not to draw attention to himself, a strategy he had practiced many times. He would simply walked behind them, close enough to enjoy being near her and far enough for her not to notice. Just as he normally did, remaining simply and unknown shadow.

Today was not normal. As they reached a cross walk, the fog seemed to thicken. Aria walked ahead of the group to cross the road, as a loud screech of rubber on asphalt was heard. A truck was heading right for her. Not stopping to think, not wanting to see her get hurt, not wanting to sit by and watch, Sila rushed forward to push her out of the way. It was a futile attempt that would only end up with him getting hurt as well. And in part of him Sila knew this. But he could not let it happen.

Just as the truck was about to hit them both, time seemed to slow and stop. Sila's body refused to respond to his commands. The fog started to deepen, becoming so thick it was impossible to see through, before it turned black. All Sila could see has himself and Aria. And a fang filled smile in the shadows before him. As it pulled itself out of the darkness, its body covered in eyes and its sharp claws grasping at the shadows, Sila felt the same fear from last night run into him again. As the creature started to wrap his claw around Aria, Sila found his ability to speak.

"Stop! Don't hurt her!" he yelled, trying his best to stave off the fear. The creature merely laughed, the same deep rumbling laugh that seemed to come from everywhere. He lifted a single claw, and pressed it against her forehead. "Stop! I'm warning you!" Sila cried out, though his empty threats seemed to fall on deaf ears. Despite his constant protesting, the creature slowly etched line upon line onto the girls forehead, drawing blood into shapes as he went. After Sila bursted into tears pleading for him to stop, the creature finally did. But it was not the tears that made him stop, but the fact that he had finished what he was writing.

On the girls face, written purely in cuts and made harder to read by the blood flowing from them was the same sentence as before. "WHAT IS YOUR WISH". Sila stood there, reading it multiple times. He didn't understand. Why was the creature doing this? What did it mean by wish? And why did he do that to her? Before long though, Sila knew what he wanted from the creature. He knew that he could have anything granted for him right now exactly what it was. Even if it cost him his soul.

"My wish... Is for her to live!" he cried out at the creature. The creature began laughing once more, longer and deeper than before as time as the fog thined, the cuts on the girl's forehead healed, and time started to move again. Because the creature knew what Sila did not. The creature knew that Sila was his. Forever more.
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PostSubject: Re: Forever More   Wed May 30, 2012 6:20 pm

"A prince never lacks legitimate reasons to break his promise."

The light. The light was what was the guiding force throughout all of life. The light was what drove away the darkness, as it constantly approached. It dispelled fear, and pain, replacing it with comfort and security. The light did this without even knowing that it did. Even if it neither knew the source of the darkness, nor even that it existed, the light was what drove it away. The light became a constant, something that couldn't be lived without. Something that had become synonymous with life itself.

Until the light left. It did not puff out like a flame, or merely ceased to exist. It left, moving faster than could possibly be ever hoped to matched. The only thing that could possibly move faster than it, was the feeling of dread and despair sinking in as it left. The darkness closed in, moving quickly to their target. This time there was no light to take shelter from. No solace for those assaulted by the darkness. As the darkness piled higher and higher there was only one thing that could be done, only one thing that would happen no matter what, only one thing that should happen because the light had left.

Giving in.

Time passed. Darkness begot more darkness, becoming such a huge part of life that it became indistinguishable from it. Its existence replacing the constant that was the light, replacing hope and joy with despair and sadness.

Something unexpected happened however. Small hints of it at first, but eventually it became obvious up to it actually happening itself. The light had returned.

But the darkness had such a strong grasp. No matter how hard the light tried, or how hard the light was sought, life would never be the same.

And this was how it was to stay.


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PostSubject: Re: Forever More   Tue Jun 05, 2012 11:48 pm

"I have spent more than half a lifetime trying to express the tragic moment."


The world condensed into normality once more, but was then quickly hidden by the all encompassing sound of metal tearing and shredding. The sound encompasses Sila, slowly becoming what he knew of the world all together. His thoughts raced quickly before fading off into darkness. Where was the creature? What about his promise?

Is Aria safe?



As if he was slowly moving to the light after escaping the darkness of his mind, Sila awoke in a bright room. Another room that he had never seen before. No, not bright. The colors were too muted for that.As he sat up in the bed he was in his location become increasingly clear. He was in a hospital, with bandages covering his right arm. Upon further inspection he discovered that the left side of his chest had also been bandaged up. He tried to examine them for any injury, discovering that moving them too much caused him pain but nothing seemed to be broken.

As he tried to get a better bearing on his surroundings a doctor walked his way into the room, shuffling papers around haphazardly. Showing an obviously fake reaction, he looked at Sila surprised. "Oh now, you're awake? That's good to know." He smiled an empty smile as he walked up to Sila and shuffled through the paperwork on his clipboard some more.

Sila sighed. Where the events with the creature just another dream? He started to feel like maybe he should be instituted into a psychiatric ward. this did leave one thing unexplained though. Why was he in a hospital? Almost acting as if on cue, the doctor immediately spoke up. "You're quite the lucky one. That truck almost hit you head on. If it hadn't have strayed off to the side you would have been a goner."

Sila stood there in shock. A truck? The memories of the encounter flashed through his mind. Following Aria... Her crossing the street... The car rushing towards her... Running to save her... The creature... The wish... Aria fading away... Aria....

He eventually found his voice, and spoke the only thing he could. "What about Aria? What happened to her?" His voice shook. If anything had happened to her, he didn't know what he would do with himself.

The doctor gave a show of mock concern. "Do you mean the girl that was with you? She wasn't as lucky as you were. She was actually grazed and broke her right arm and some ribs."

The words hit Sila like lead rain. His whole body shook as he tried to control himself from just running down the halls looking for her. He tried to calm his voice as best as he could, but to no avail. "Whe... Where is she?" he asked, his voice cracking as he tried to hold his emotions back.

The doctor simply waved off his desire as if he had asked him for a million dollars. "Her parents insisted that she return home with them as soon as we finished treating her. They must believe that their medical treatment abilities exceed ours. Never mind that though. You appear to be able to function rather well, so youa re free to leave tonight." The doctor jotted some things down on his clipboard before stopping momentarily. He smiled, the first true smile that Sila had seen from him. But just as soon as the smile had appeared it disappeared, leaving Sila all the more confused.

He laid back in the bed while the doctor left. He looked at the muted ceiling and tried to figure out what he would do. How would he explain it to his parents? Aria's house was in the exact opposite direction of theirs, and they were well aware that there was a rift between them. And Aria. How was he going to explain to her that he was there? That all he wanted to do was save her? But in the end he had barely done anything.

He laid there, tears forming up in his eyes. All he wanted was to save her. He just wanted to be with her and see her smile. After his family moved he had gone into a spiral of depression. Between losing his only true friend and arriving in an entirely different location, Sila's childhood was one constant decline. His family tried his best to make him forget about Aria, but their long work hours left him alone. Alone in a new place filled with strange people. People who looked down upon him and treated him as a lesser being. And there was no one to comfort him. No one to run to and try and distract himself from the sorrow. No one to make him forget how miserable his life was.

These thoughts cycled through out Sila's head as he left the hospital and began wandering the streets. He had no set destination in mind, but somewhere in him he knew where he was going to arrive. And in time he was there, in front of Aria's house. By now the sun was long set, and the lights leading his way was the street lights. He gazed upon her elegantly decorated house. Its well kept hedges and towering statues only added to the grand appearance of it. This was not what Sila was focused on, however. He was focused on the window to Aria's room, hoping that maybe he could catch a glimpse of her. Their was no light coming out of the window however, preventing his desire from being fulfilled.

As he attempt to force himself to turn back and head home, he hear a strange scratching sound behind him. It was rhythmic, happening at a constant rate, and slowly growing closer. He turned around to see a shadow lurking to him, just outside of the light being casted from the streetlight. It approached heedlessly, becoming more and more less human shaped as it drew closer. As it stepped into the light it was revealed its true appearance. It walked on four legs like an animal, but was far from any animal Sila had seen before. Its front legs ended in wicked sickle like claws it marked the concrete with as it walked, while the back legs had spikes extending out from their joints. Its body was composed of a black substance that fell off of the creature constantly like tar, hissing as it touched the ground. Its rib cage was exposed and ripped open, revealing a gnarled and rapidly beating purple heart, pumping black blood into the beasts veins as fast it could, as if the beast would simply fall over and die if it slowed for a second. Every vertebrae on his back spiked out similar to its hind legs, and its tail ending similarly as well.

The most disturbing part however was the creatures face. It was caught between that of a human and a canine, wracked in a constant expression of suffering. Bones peaked through the tar like substance as it fell through, and its long fangs only made it seem more opposing. Its eyes looked off in the distance, locked on something unknown. This unknown destination appeared to be what it was approaching, with no outer awareness to its surroundings.

So disturbed was Sila by this sight, he was too afraid to even breathe less he draw its attention. He stood there, watching it approach before finally turning and running for his life. Terror had become a constant part of his life. No matter where he went, he was forced to face terrifying creatures. Another chapter of his miserable life.

As he ran a hole opened up in the ground in front of him, forcing him to stop. As soon as he noticed he could not see an end to the hole, he knew exactly what was coming. His fears were confirmed when the clawed hand launched itself out of the hole, pulling up the rest of the body. The shadow of his nightmares had returned. Taking a single claw, he wrote quickly on the ground in front of him. "FIGHT".

Sila could not believe his situation. Terror mixed with frustration, leading to anger as he violently slashed his arm out in front of him. "Why?! Why should I listen to you?! Why are you even here?! What do you want from me?! What about your promise?! What about Aria?!." He yelled and yelled at the shadow, tears streaming down his face. The shadow showed no sign of acknowledgement of Sila letting his emotions out, and simply took his claw to the ground again, adding more to what he had written before. "IF YOU DO NOT FIGHT YOU WILL NOT SURVIVE".

Sila was outraged at this. The terror he felt for the shadow melting away into pure anger, the only sign of its true source being the tears streaming down his face. "If I fight I will die! You forced me to make a wish you didn't keep, even going so far as to harm Aria to make me agree to it! And for what?! Nothing!!"

The shadow laughed deeply, its amusement echoing around them as if Sila was on a stage surrounded by an audience. It took its claw and changed a single word in what it had written. This single change had more of an impact than anything anyone could have said.

"IF YOU DO NOT FIGHT YOU SHE WILL NOT SURVIVE".

Sila turned towards the frightening creature, already knowing what he would see. The creature had approached Aria's house, and had its gaze still focused on one thing. Aria's window. Sila immediately made his decision, and ran up the the creature. As he drew near he pulled his fist back. "STAY AWAY FROM HER!" He yelled, punching the side of the creature's disfigured face and striking the exposed bone. It was like hitting a brick, and responded just the same as one.

Until it turned to Sila, its eyes shifting from focusing on something else to focusing entirely on him. These eyes showed a deep hunger, going infinitely down into the core of its being. And it had decided on its next meal. Surprising Sila even more, the creature stood up on its hind legs. Easily seven feet tall, the towering creature savagely swung its claws at Sila, attempting to rip out his throat. Though Sila was barely able to dodge the first swipe, the creature kept advancing, swing claw after claw, kicking out with its hind legs, and even biting at him. Its tail swung from outside of Sila's field of view and slashed itself against Sila's left arm, cutting through the bandages and flesh like paper.

The pain traced through Sila like liquid fire, setting all of his nerves aflame with pain. The creature brought its tail around to its mouth and licked Sila's blood off of it before turning to howl at the sky. Sila knew he couldn't fight it. He knew he couldn't even survive. He knew he couldn't save her.

The shadow flickered in from the corner of his eye, but it was his deep laughter that brought Sila's attention back to it. The creature scratched into the ground quickly, before extending his hand to Sila. Sila read the ground, and knew what he must do. He looked at the clawed hand of darkness, covered in eyes constantly looking everywhere. He knew that there would be no turning back at this point. He reached out and grabbed the hand, as tendrils of shadow extended from it and started to envelope him. He knew that he had just condemn himself. And for one thing. The writing on the road showed this beyond a shadow of a doubt.

"YOUR WISH".
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