on a side note, i am reading this book called the Barren 12 for my English IV class! it is way cool if your into like lord of the rings and all that kinda stuff! (which i am! don't judge me.. the bible says not too!) anyways, what makes it even cooler is that my teacher wrote it! yeah, seriously.. he wrote it! so any question or cool part in the book i like, i simply go to him after class and he gives me this whole description of it and why it is the way it is! or whatever the case may be!
here is a little preview for ya all to check out, only if your curious that is...
1149, Age of Prophecy
The Laughing Moon grinned upon the Valley of Evermore as the men below fought and died. A sickle in the night sky, it shed only a sliver of pale moonlight into the dark valley, illuminating great grey-black stone faces and eroded statues, all staring into the valley with thousands of years of jaded indifference.
The city of Omadon’s ancient glory drowned in the sprawling valley, reclaimed by the desert leaving only fragments behind. Where towers, ziggurats and temples once challenged the sky, now only indistinguishable rubble remained. The profound beauty of the city—something unrivaled in the modern world—was long forgotten in the chaos of the passing years. Time had brought not only ruin, but obscurity. And in this lost empire the Rogue Twelve grew powerful. For the first time in centuries the stones of the great city hummed with magic.
The Twelve stood in a tight circle with their leader in the center. Basked in the glow of forbidden magic summoned by his colleagues, Kesson Pharun appeared more than human but still less than divine. Blue and gold light danced over a face caressed by ecstasy. The eleven others wove various tapestries of the arcane, all funneling into a single magical column absorbed by Kesson’s outstretched arms. Held in his hands was a simple golden wand made alive by the fluid streams of ethereal energy drawn from the Rogue coven.
Surrounding them, the bodies of nearly fifty reiners littered the barren valley. A terrible battle had been waged and lost before a single blow fell. Scattered upon a rocky hill lay the remains of the reiner regiment. Four weary and battered men were left alive, surrounded by the dead in the hush of midnight.
Devrian Lor, the reiner captain, peered over a broken slab to see the Twelve. Standing stones formed a loose circle and in the center sat a large egg-shaped crystal atop a pedestal. A magical light illuminated the thin golden walls of the object, pulsing like the beat of a titan’s heart. It was a thing plucked from fairy tales; a vastum, or would be once the Rogue Twelve were finished. A node of power connecting all worlds of magic, a gateway to the divine.
“The Twelve near completion,” Devrian said to the others gathered near.
Anyways... ya that is pretty much what i am reading right now! its pretty awesome.. not gonna lie! if you wanna check his stuff out or just the book you can do so at
hmmmm okay talked about District 9 a little... talked about the book i should be reading right now.. alright.. last thing i PROMISE! then ill let you guys go and allow you to stop reading this hoping and praying for the end! haha just kidding! at least i hope your not doing that!
soooo lastly my really good friend and old youth leader Josh Davis (who also has a website which you should check out called: http://joshuascape.com/) well he is getting married. So i wrote him and his soon to be wife this little lick...
-My Only Love- (until i can think of something more clever at least)
It's love. Tangled around. wrapped in the
sound and caught up in your hair.
It's this. A head in the Clouds, can't help to
smile at the mention of your name.
And we, are never the same. you gave me your
heart, while you took hold of mine.
Now, it's all complete, your my everything
and i'm lost in your eyes.
When two become one. For better or for worse. Thats how we're sung.
When push comes to shove. I'll stand in the way before it can come.
We'll thrive on this love. From miles away they'll see it's us.
It'll be then how it was. I'll give you the world, if you'll stay my only love.
My heart, explodes from inside,
Quivering lips is how i try to hide.
My tongue is tangled again, and like
a silly school boy the words won't exit my mind.
The scent, that you trail behind you, is
sweeter then any perfumes that this world could buy.
Beauty, it runs in your veins, it's sewn
through your name and this i can't deny.
And when we kiss the music will start,
And when we cry it, will pick us back up.
And when we dance to the beating of our hearts,
this is illuminating fierce within us,
It's this love, Only love,
You're my only love.
and thats all i have for now.. lemme know what you think.. and DON'T steal it! haha
well with that i am off to bed!
goodnight peeps!
Peace and love!
-Rynø-
