Archive for the ‘ramblings’ Category

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Real

September 14, 2010

For one week in my pointless irrelevant existence I was willing to believe that maybe, just maybe, I was a real person. But I know it’s better not to lie to myself and just accept the truth.

And the truth is I am not a real person. I’m merely an illness given the ability to speak and the sense not to.

-Vyperchild

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all these things

September 13, 2010

I have all these things. All these words and images and stories and feelings. But I can’t articulate the words I want to speak. I can’t portray the images I see in my mind’s eye. I can’t spin the tales to entertain or inspire.

And I can’t share my emotions.

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falling through rainbows

September 13, 2010

drowning in colours whilst the world fades to black

death is pretty

-Vyperchild

** x_x **

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Clockwork

September 10, 2010

Everything’s different now.

It all started when the store closed. That store was my life. I spent hours each day, tinkering and toiling away on those ancient toys, those mechanical fossils to bring them to life. Long ago they had made children smile, but they’d been tossed away, not even allowed the dignity of being treated like antiques.

Those incredible toys were thrown out like garbage, and I gave them new life.

The store never made much money, but I got by. The job was everything. My restorations meant something. But then Mr. Tenny cancelled our contract. I was kicked out. And again, all those toys were forgotten and abandoned. We were thrown out like garbage.

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Duality

September 8, 2010

A planet torn by prophecy and an ironic twist of fate, Parralos was a world divided. Two supercontinents on opposing sides of the world warred and battled for thousands of years over a rivalry spoken of in the broken utterings of an insane dreamer.

His words, immortalised in scripture and kept forever in the Temple of Twins, described two children born of the same mother. One would be the saviour of Parralos, and rise to protect the world, and the other would threaten to destroy Parralos. These children would be known immediately by their jet black hair, a feature no others on Parralos shared.

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Re: Withdraw

July 20, 2010

I miss the detachment and the safety and I just don’t want to care anymore. So I’m going to work back to being what I was before with all the personal walls and defences and maybe then I can pretend to be happy again.

x_x

-Vyperchild

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Hold it close

July 19, 2010

The child sat on the floor, curled up and hunched over. They were holding something, keeping it close to their chest, protecting it. It was as if they were nursing a newborn kitten.

They leant their head down and placed a soft kiss on the object. Glancing back up and peering about them, they were vigilant, wary of everything. The child was keeping the object safe like a mother bird protecting her eggs.

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