The Corridor...

Parasyte

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It is in a city, with no name; past many dark and faceless buildings; beyond the notice of shivering peregrinations; ducked through tattered and graying curtains; around any unknown corner of this stone arcade… It is the Corridor. There are many nondescript doors. Each door is numbered and each lock opens not, but for one key. This is your key. Any of these doors may open into a world that has been created, or is being created. Your journey into these worlds may be long or short, but each world has its’ function and purpose…
My name is the Parasyte, this is my corridor, but these are your worlds…
 
The Infinite Library...

Door #10 opened, pale moonlight spilled onto the stone floor of the corridor. A figure in a blue robe stepped out holding two thick volumes under his left arm. One was the “Manual of Worm" the other was an untitled collection of the dreams of Repaphos. "It's been a long tyme,” said the Parasyte. "I thought time was irrelevant, here." "Is..." Replied the Parasyte "...but tyme is knot."
Rionx blinked "Not all time… Anyway, here is your book." The Parasyte extended a prehensile appendage and accepted the “Manual of Worm”.
Rionx eyed the strange being for a moment, then strode toward door #7. A turn of the key, the door opened, and He disappeared.
The cool night air surrounded the dark haired boy as he walked toward the huge wooden doors, they swung opened and he entered. Rows and rows of bookshelves stretched out in front of him. A single lamp illuminated the papers and books that covered a huge desk to his right. He picked up a ledger and flipped it open to a certain page as he sat down. He was crossing off a hand written entry on page 73,025, when the librarian made an appearance in front of the desk. The graying old man adjusted his glasses, and examined a watch he’d taken from his vest pocket. “You have impressed me with your skill.” Said the librarian. Rionx’ dark eyes glanced up from the ledger “Finding an artifact is easy when you know where to look.” “Perhaps you will find this next task a little more challenging.” “What is it?” “This is a dark material box. It must be delivered to the people Sauhjnodin, A watery planet deep in the centre of the sun.” “What do you mean in the center of the sun?” “It is very complex, but let’s just say the sun isn’t so much a giant ball of gas, as a postern to a much younger universe.” Rionx stood up “How long do I have?” “One day.” “And what is the name of the book I’m supposed to find?” “I don’t know” the librarian answered.
 
Back into the corridor.

The Parasyte read silently to himself from the “Manual of Worm”. Rionx stepped over one of his tentacles. Not in the mood for any confusing dialogue he remained silent in his search for the right door. Rionx now carried a thick staff and a black cube. Before opening the door marked 16, he wrapped part of his thick scarf around his eyes. The Parasytes’ body crackled in the bright light as the door opened and closed. “Where am I?” Rionx asked. "Είστε σε ένα σύνολο που ταξιδεύει τον ωκεανό της πυρκαγιάς."
said a voice uncomfortably close to replied. “I don’t understand your speech.” Rionx explained. "Να μην είστε φοβισμένος, παρακαλώ να καθίσει." said the voice and strong hands helped him to sit. There was something in the voice that put him at ease and he sat down. "Πού θέλετε να πάτε;" there was that voice again followed by silence "Πού θέλετε να πάτε;" "He must be asking me where I want to go." Rionx thought to himself. "Sauhjnodin." He said aloud."γιατί το Sauhjnodin; Το υποθέτω θέμα δόσεων όχι που έχετε ήδη τη μυρωδιά Ποσειδώνα." Suddenly without warning there was a sinking feeling, like the drop of a roller coaster. Too much motion, power, light, and falling… falling… Too many feelings, separations, and voices: "Rear sections of the road"..."You read silence in regard to Parasyte"… "Rionx away from you walked"… "Because of things"… "someone"… "of coping"… "dialogue where empty"… "he from the investigation"… "the door leaves to the right"… "with silence was made complicated"… "Now there was a black cube in Rionx possession, which is private in use"… "The place where it is possible"… "practically the neckerchief that characterizes"… "the part"… "The body range of Parasytes of bright light/write depending on the way you close those ovens"… "which is the door"… "which was opened are high." "Me" as for that the place where there is Rionx… which is asked that it is answered, the voice of nearby dissatisfaction. "In regard to me you…your speech which…you “do not understand?” Powerful hand and Rionx him who is explained… it is seated… the voice, which is helped… Something of the voice where he exists and is satisfied "you put easily? "With silence"? "" Am which with this proceeds… in the voice of two times me that have gone… We want the place which is you… you think me Rionx… you think me in possession of black box … Sauhjnodin… and then, in the silent whiteness one voice arises: “Rionx …I Am…Awake” Phantasmagoria was gone and Rionx rubbed his eyes; It seemed very dark here. He stood; there was sand beneath his feet. “This must be Sauhjnodin.” He mused.
 
"Get back here you... "

Annie Kennebrew ran until she thought her lungs would burst and her heart would jump out of her chest. Who'da thought that old fart would have chased her so far just for lifting a couple of candy bars. Okay... ten. But he had plenty more and besides, he could write it off.

Ducking into a deserted building, she listened for the sound of his footsteps. Yup. There they were. Oh, no! He was stopping! Please don't come in here... please... Her old man would kill her if this guy turned her in. Well, if he would if he was sober. Worst case scenario was she'd end up in the County for a month or so. At least there she'd have a roof over her head and three squares a day.

Breathing a sigh of relief as the guy took off again after muttering a few choice swearwords, Annie pulled a Snickers bar out and tore the wrapper open. Heaven, she thought as she bit into it. Hell! she swore when she felt the short hairs on the back of her neck raise and realized that she wasn't alone.

"Who's in here?" she called out, peering down the dimly lit hallway. "I've got a knife! You'd better not try anything... "

Whether it was a false sense of security, a sugar rush from the chocolate or just plain stupidity, Annie tiptoed bravely down the seemingly endless corridor, climbing over debris and walking around piles of shedidn'tknowwhat. "Who's there?" she called again, this time hearing the sound of someone or something breathing. And they were quite near.
 
The skrpnt realized with a startle that all this tyme he had forgotten how bored he was. What a silly thing for a skrpnt to do. "Than, I shall make my own fun." "Meeee-reeeee-saaaan!!" (Now, you must understand Me-re-san is a nickname which the skrpnt has made for Metsu-Retsu.) "Hai," came the response.
"Do tell me, How is my old friend the Parasyte?"
"He has dwelt with me."
"And, what of his friend, 'Frog?'"
"..."
"I see," the skrpnt chortled. "Than, I shall visit him. MAKE SURE THIS JOURNEY IS NOT IN VAIN!!"
"HAI!"
 
Hai, indeed...

There stood Rionx on the beach looking rather silly in his robe turned bathing suit. His friend Metsuretsu the samurai stood on Hinayana, thus called because it was indeed, a small raft. Metsuretsu now held the thick staff in his hands, the perfect device for guiding a tiny raft across the wide oceans of the sun. It had been too cold and bright on the surface to see anything. Here in the under water sun it made you feel warm; here it was good and green; green like a toad.
"Αντίο για τώρα!" Said metsu(retsu) and Rionx continued walking across the beach, deep into the trees.


(introduction to "T.W.H.F" BY c.s.L: Love is too young to know what conscience is.)
 
Elephan't.

The sound of flesh pressed against it, slurping, gently rubbing against itself, like the branches of a tree folded out toward my ears. The boy and girl I saw were not like any boy or girl I’d seen in the wastelands of my home (providing it still exists) Detroit. I wondered at how such beings could come into existence, in reality (but, I often looked at my hands and wondered the same thing.) Watching their slow un-mechanical touches, their lips never pressing but always exploring the other (As though in the swirling pink streams of the dawn there was not entirely the promise of a new day/ not entirely the depravity of non-existence; there was simply the overwhelming presence and persistence of the eternal now.) I turned to smile at Billy Florez as he placed his hand on my shoulder. I never get used to this fact: No matter the strangeness of the environment these doors lead to there is always a consistent familiarity, As though existence itself has a fingerprint. "Recepción a Sauhjnodin." He said in welcome. “I have come…” "que es bastante." He cut me off "Cómo le hace la sensación?" He asked.
“Warm.” I answered He eyed me for a moment. “No demasiado largo hace, usted habría contestado:‘tired’” “I am awake.” I said, “Isn’t that enough?” “Sígame.” He requested and I began to follow him through the woods. "I remember asking Glens brother, if he could come out to play. I wonder if a lot of people imagine that their friends are still there waiting for them (years later) outside; that their friends haven't aged a day from that first moment: that spark in their eyes told you that you had found a friend in them, that big green smiley face that let you know you'd found a friend on that same cosmic page. Sometimes I feel like I'm still waiting for Glen to come out and play." "Sorry," I answered Billy "But It's awfully hard to travel through the sun just to find you." "Just." he echoed at me as though I were DOS or some other narcissistic programme. "I didn't mean it like that my friend, but,
everyday I celebrate your birthday, thank you."
 
"Down, down, down to the bottom of the 'C...,'" the Skrpnt sang.
"Hmm?" Metsu inquired.
"Oh, soon you shall sì, what lies at the bottom of the 'C.' Far, far down, so deep, in fact, that if it were any deeper, you'd be going up."
"Hai."
"HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA. I M LOBOT," the Skrpnt said in a voice imitating to the best of his ability his friend Metsu.
"Did you ever hear the story of the little wooden boy who, wanted nothing more in this world than to be real?" the Skrpnt continued.
"Which one?" Metsu asked earnestly.
"I guess we'll find that out when we get there. I wonder what 'Frog' is up to at this very moment..." the Skrpnt said this last word, almost as if it was to be followed up with more conversation, but it was obvious by the look in his eyes that he was far away in another world, another time, in an age of wonder.
 
Annie

The sibilant whooshwheezehiss of breath grew inarticulately deafening as Annie moved along the dusk dark owl-light of the corridor. "Who's there?" she repeated, the tremor in her voice belying the insanity of her bravado.

"I am the be-all and end-all," a disembodied voice replied at last. "The alpha and omega. Everything and nothing at all. I'm the whole ball of wax and you... You are a mere speck of cosmic dust in the grand scheme of things."

"Thanks for the info and the existential critique regarding my function on the planet," Annie snapped at the blue-robed man who had suddenly appeared in front of her, the door to a well-lit room beside her now standing ajar. "How bout we skip the small talk and well, try it again in inglaysh... and in the light."

Crossing the threshold into the room, Annie's eyes widened as she looked around. "Impossible," she muttered. "Hey, how'd you... " She spun around to see if he had even bothered to follow her into... Well, whatever this was.
 
Watch out for the Skarpys

“|D#\/(|<!” Rionx swore. “Not in here.” He looked at Annie as though seeing her for the first time. “What were you saying?” Annie had forgotten about the din of echoes she’d mistaken for Rionx’ words. “Where are we?” She demanded “Now or before?” He asked. “We walked through the door… that isn’t there anymore.” She observed. Rionx began to search for something suitable. “Well, you haven’t gone insane yet so you must have some… reason.” He mumbled talking more to himself than Annie. “Thanx, I’m glad you recognize a speck of dust can think for itself.” Rionx picked up a gleaming metal rod with sharp ends. His already serious demeanor, darkened ever more slightly. “Take this to heart… That was the Parasyte don’t listen to it, it’s not worth the pain.”
Annie didn’t feel well “Pleeeaaseee, just tell me what’s going on.”
“I’m from a kingdom very, very far away, It’s called Det… nevermind it doesn’t matter what it was called, just that it was my home. My companion Butterfly and I were playing in a field one day when we came across an old grey wooden door, still in its frame. It still had a very dirty window and a bronze doorknob. It lay there in the tall grass. “We should open it.” I said to Butterfly he responded with a noise that sounded like agreement. So I did. And I fell into the doorway and found myself in this corridor, a corridor filled with doors, doors that lead into the infinite worlds. Or at least more than I can count.”
“But we’re not in the corridor anymore.” Annie pointed out.
“Very observant.” Rionx said as the sound of feathers beating the sky sounded above him and the incredibly loud screeching of skarpys filled the burnt wasteland around him… “Here use this.” He said throwing her a book.



Kaos-Krucial: I don’t want to change the world I just want to stop the pain.”
 
Daily use of the drug may cause poisoning...

Blood and feather filled the void. Annie Held the book and in her fear opened it, more blood more feathers and we were inside. The noize filled Annies' ears Pink, White, and Yellow. Silence. “Hello, Ani. “ I said as though talking to my little brother. “How do You like the corridor?”. Annie slammed the book shut. “Damn!” she swore “What was that place?” “We will never travel there again.” Annie laughed ”This isn’t real.” She said. “Whatever you need.” I answered. And then we fell asleep.
 
"So, Kiari has come into being. Will, you love her, Sora... Will you forget me? Then, let us have some fun?"

In the begining there was nothing, and God said, "Let there be light." And there was light. But, when light was born, so with it was born his twin. Today, we call them the ¥in, and the ¥ang.
 
Meghan's story

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"It's finally over," Thought Meghan as she stretched her arms over her head. "Private school can be SO boring." She began her way down the sidewalk to whatever destination she wished. She was planning to go to her favorite place to relax; A secret place where she could be alone and away from everything. She was sure that her grandmother would not mind if she took her time in getting home.
Meghan walked down the stone street, past all the stores and houses, and onto the dirt road. She continued until she stopped in front of an old, abandoned house built out of stones. Behind the house was a beautiful garden filled with a rainbow of colours and scents. Somehow, even though the house was deserted, the garden remained a beauty of nature, not overrun by pesty weeds and other nuisances. Her favourite seat in this area of solitide was underneath a great honeysuckle tree. Meghan took her place in the shadow of the tree. She breathed in the soft scent of the flowers, closed her eyes, and let her mind drift away...

All around her it was white. She looked all over, but there was nothing. Just endless white. She began walking, but she was not certain if she was going anywhere. Then, she saw something in the distance. She quickened her pace. As she got closer, the image began to take shape. It was a door. Finally she was standing in front of the door. The door was made out of mirrored glass with a detailed silver rim. She took a look behind it, and there was nothing. Where could this door lead? She looked into the mirror, the reflection showed a girl lying in a beautiful garden. This girl was her! She took a look behind her, but there was no garden, no girl, just whiteness. She laid her hand on the doorknob, turned it, and stepped through the door...
 
The Book of Kaos: The Birth of the ¥ang

There is a world that is not inhabited by mankind. A world where dominion was given to the animals. This world is Alh' Fìdarel.

In Alh' Fìdarel, dwelt the rabbit(usagi-kun) and the cat(neko-chan). Usagi and Neko were very much in love. They could not be parted, but that would change. You see, a long time ago many of the animals didn't want to share there things with the other animals. They didn't even want to be by some of the other animals. So, they decided to put someone in charge of making those types of rules. Pig said he would do it, he liked making rules.

After a while, Pig started noticing that many of the other animals seemed happier than him. Well, this isn't good, He thought, I can't have other animals walking around looking happier than me. He began to notice that iki, was what those animals had that he did not. So he made a rule that noone could have Iki. Many of the animals did not listen to Pig, and his silly rules. But, if Pig ever found out, he would send his minions to put that person in jail. And so, 'the Feud' began.
 
Meghan's quest...

Inside the door was indeed a garden, but not the one shown in the reflection. The garden was filled with exotic flowers unlike those the girl had ever seen before, and colors beyond her imagination. She made her way towards a pond that laid ahead of her. When she reached the pond, she bent down for a drink. The water was cool and clean, and tasted sweet, like the faint sweetness of a pear. She looked around her, but there was nothing but flowers. Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the garden. A great shadow descended upon the pond. "Girl from another world," the shadow spoke. How peculiar, thought the girl, Who had ever heard of a talking shadow? Unsure of how to answer, the girl squeaked "Me?" "I have a quest for you," The shadow replied, "I need you to find something that has been lost." Somewhat intrigued by this talking shadow, the girl asked "What has been lost? And who are you?" The shadow answered, "I am an entity from another realm...You, innocent girl, possess the ability to travel to many a different world. I need you to find the 'ki'. The one who has lost 'ki' is not I, but I know that his loss causes him to suffer everyday. This is why I wish to find 'ki'."
"Key?" The girl said, "How will I manage to find a key in such a vast area?"
"You must not worry about this now. All will make sense later on. In order to find 'ki', you must find a certain door. I trust in your abilities that you will be able to find the 'ki'. Once you find 'ki', you will continue your journey through the realms. But that is all you need to know now, young girl. Please, go back to your world and find the door that will lead you to 'ki'." And with that the shadow vanished and in its place a light began to glow. The light grew brighter and brighter until the garden was engulfed in a bright, white light...

Meghan awoke to a light in her eyes, the sun was setting above the hills. She jumped up, "I have to hurry home!" She thought. The dream still lingered in her mind, what did it all mean? She wondered how she could have ever dreamt something so odd...But the voice had been so distinct, and the flowers, yes, and the scent, and the water and its sweet taste...
 
The door that leads to 'ki'...

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Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, but still the dream lingered in Meghan's mind. As the time passed by, she dreamed about the exotic garden and shadows. In her dreams, she felt like she was searching for something impossible to find. The whole quest was distracting for Meghan; When she wasn't concentrating on her studies, she thought about what the shadow had told her. It had been so long since that day in the abandoned garden, and she still was unsure of what was expected of her. Her dreams were of no encouragement as they seemed to tell her that there was no end to the struggle. Now, on this lazy summer day, when reading was not enough to entertain her mind, Meghan was accompanying her grandmother to the bank. "It sure feels good to stretch out my legs," thought Meghan as she walked arm-in-arm with her grandmother. "Not that banks are any fun, but you never know what can happen." It was not long before they reached the bank, an extremely old building adorned with many decorative statues and engravings. Meghan was observing the structures when her eyes fell upon something familiar . Is that...? She walked away from her grandmother and towards the door. It was a glass door with a silver frame, It's the door from my dream! Meghan turned the knob and peered over the edge. Inside the room was a desk and chairs, the type of furniture you would find in any office. She closed the door. She felt defeated, but deep inside her mind she was not satisfied. Meghan stared at her reflection in the mirror, hoping maybe for a sign. She pressed her fingers against the glass and...her fingers went straight through the mirror. Meghan looked all around, everything appeared as it had been. She pushed herself further into the mirror, the glass swallowed her inside it as if it where liquid...

Meghan found herself alone on the other side of the mirror. She was obviously in another world. Above her was indigo, the color of the sky just after sunset. In front of her was a landscape of many shades of white dotted with mountains. Just over the mountains, Meghan could see a blue star, it was so close and clear. It was the star of her home. "I am on the moon?!?" Meghan said outloud...
 
The most wonderful thing about tiggers is...

All around her it was white. She looked all over, but there was nothing. Just endless white. She began walking, but she was not certain if she was going anywhere. Then, she saw something in the distance. She quickened her pace. As she got closer, the image began to take shape. It was a door. Finally she was standing in front of the door. The door was made out of mirrored glass with a detailed silver rim. She took a look behind it, and there was nothing. Where could this door lead? She looked into the mirror, the reflection showed a girl lying in a beautiful garden. This girl was her! She took a look behind her, but there was no garden, no girl, just whiteness. She laid her hand on the doorknob, turned it, and stepped through the door...


Kami heard the door open and close. She smiled, the thought of a visitor always made her smile. Arc?! What was this? The creature coming through the door looked like herself. Hello?? She asked. “Hello.” answered the girl speaking with a voice. A voice! Kami had a voice too… “How did you find me?” “I walked through that door.” Meghan pointed to the door which looked completely different on this side than it had on her side. “Have you noticed that we are the same.” Yes! Meghan nodded. “Look we have fingers and hands and legs and voices…” Kami was so taken aback by this idea that she nearly fell over. “And our faces are the same too.” Meghan was stating the obvious. “Our faces?” Kami did not seem to understand. “I have never seen my own face.” Meghan looked around only flowers existed there… and obviously no mirrors. “Well, now you have.” She shrugged. “Have you only always been here?” Meghan asked. “Not always, I was someplace else before… but I built this place so I could enjoy my…oneness” “Your solitude.” Meghan remarked. “Exactly.” Kami smiled, “Do you have a name too?”
“Meghan.” “Mei-guhnn.” Kami said and smiled. “I am Kami.” “Kymmy.” Meghan said, and smiled. “That’s a nice name now we win’t be confused anymore.” “I suppose you’re wondering how you came into my dreem?” Its’ Dreamer spoke. “A little.” Meghan answered. “I was tired of being alone, So…I created beings with free will.” “But we existed before we came to this place.” Said a voice behind Meghan. “Only because you chose to Rionx.” Said Kami. Rionx smiled and hugged her “It is always good to see you.” He said. “It is good to see you always...” She replied, then continued “Here you can have anything you wish, everything can be Ikikki.” “What is Ikikki?” asked Meghan “Nirvana.” Said Rionx. Meghan shook her head. “Utopia?” asked Kami, another head shake. “Shambala?” Asked Rionx, followed by another negative response. “Heaven.” Meghan smiled “I know heaven. But shouldn’t my family and friends be here?” “Kami looked at Rionx with a question in her mind.” “I believe she seeks temporary solitude, that’s why she can see you… She is not dead.” Rionx said aloud to no one incapable of understanding that for herself. “I do not wish for everything to be in that state… nor do I have the strength of will to bear infinity.” “Then… You will leave?” Kami asked. “I must.” Rionx replied “Why?” She asked “Love.” He replied “It’s the only power I have, and it’s the only reason to return to my mission.” “But here…”Kami started “ Here is only pretend, I can create anything. Do anything. Be anyone, Place, or time. Only there can I be love.”... RIONX smiled He was used to being light "Don't be light." the old prieist had said before he'd left that dark dingy temple too many years before to count.(He was tired of averages. THat fkn bstrd pig had no idea what he was up against. Even if he attacked at both ends.) Kami watched as only she could when Rionx walked away again. The stream opened into a hidden part of the woods. The Yang sat near the stream fine tuning the aurinX-Bow He held. The Porcinated Deamon saw his enemy and began to shrink. Was struck down by his enemy and shrank into nothing-ness(what does "coming into being" even mean anyways?) Love. Now RionX could see with eyes un-clouded.
 
The Book of Kaos: The Birth of the ¥ang

It just so happened that it wasn't too long before Pig sent his minions to fetch Usagi. Pig knew for sure that Usagi was enjoying Iki, even Ikiki. He would put an end to it. Usagi, however, would not be parted from Neko. So he fought. He fought and fought and fought, but after some time he began to grow weary. "That's right, baka," shouted Pig, "fight to the death like a true warrior." "I have never feared anything, not even death, but only a fool would discard his own life," replied Usa-kun. And, with that he threw down his sword and surrendered. Usagi was taken far away, to a dungeon. He was held for a very long time. They gave him just enough food and water to keep him alive while they tortured him. The thing that puzzled Pig the most, however, was that no matter what horrible, despicable things were done to Usagi, it seemed as if he didn't even notice. He would just stare off into space a million miles away, but every night he would lie awake in his cell weeping and moaning. This is no good, thought Pig. Nothing I do can ever hurt him, the way he hurts himself. Yes, yes, that's it. "Guards,
release Usagi!" You see Pig had a very good plan indeed, he would release Usagi to wander alone, miserable (for Neko had dissapeared shortly after Usagi was taken). He didn't want people to think he was kind, so he would claim that Usagi had escaped and post bounties. With any luck Usagi would die a slow painful death.
 
Episode XIX: Return to the Shadowlands...

Rionx sat in a glass room, silently counting the seconds. In the next room and behind some bars an official was studying his papers. Finally the unshaven uniform returned. "long voyage ce soir, hein?" said the man “For some I suppose.” Rionx replied. The man furrowed his brow "Hmm, bien, tout semble dans l'ordre ici. Vous êtes libre pour aller. Sortez vers la gauche." “The left you say?” “Oui.” Answered the guard showing him to the door.
* * *
RI0y\X stood on the beach, facing the water. Sauhjnodins’ King, Billy Florez, stood next to him. “You’ve returned.” Billy said. “What can I say? One of my best friends is a necromancer.” “What of the dragun?” “We will see each other again and this time our meeting will end differently.” He stated as though he were talking about the weather. “I have faith,” said Billy with the same tone. “How long has this been going on?” He asked “It started some time… about a dolkanen ago. At first it was animals but one night people started disappearing. The people decided to offer um… ‘sacrifices’ to keep the dragin out of the city.” “Sacrifices.” He said with disgust “Couldn’t you stop it?” He asked. “I was never taught to make war on my own people. I hate myself for it, but maybe I considered…that it might work... but, now that it’s my own daughter... It must be destroyed."
 
King(dom) [of] Hearts

I was given a small room, in a stone house, in the city.
In the hallway there is this space devoid of objects. The people who own the house tell me not to go into that space or I will disappear like the others. This family has three children. They have placed stones around the empty space as markers, they have been taught not to look directly into the space and all. They press their bodies against the far wall in the hallway. All the children do this, except the middle boy. His name is Giorgio. He looks into the space from time to time, as though waiting for the right moment. I pull him back into our time with a look… He motions for me to follow. We walk through the dirty streets. “Why are we here?” I ask as we arrive in an empty field, full of weeds, mushrooms, and rocks. Below one of these rocks is a long wooden box, with three locks. Giorgio unlocks the box. In it are three sharp spikes, clearly designed to make something that was once alive, not so alive anymore.

“Why are you showing me this?” I asked, “Because, I saw you look into the emptiness, you’re not afraid of the darkness.” Giorgio replied. “The darkness itself is nothing to be afraid of… there are however things that lie within the darkness we should be cautious of…” I started “But if one knows how to defeat those things. Then in him is no fear.” Giorgio explained
I smiled.


Distant hearts, when rejoined as one... may find the light within.-KHII
 
The Man in the Moon

Above her was indigo, the color of the sky just after sunset. In front of her was a landscape of many shades of white dotted with mountains. Just over the mountains, Meghan could see a blue star, it was so close and clear. It was the star of her home. "I am on the moon?!?" Meghan said outloud...

Meghan sat down, she was in awe. How in the world did she end up here? She quickly recalled her dreams, "Ki.." Meghan looked around for a sign, something to lead the way, but there was nothing. She laid down on the white sand that made the surface of the moon and looked up at the star-filled sky. What am I going to do? She thought with eyes closed.

"Hullo fair maiden," a deep voice said.
Meghan opened her eyes and there standing over her was a seemingly old man. She quickly stood up and saw that he was short, with white hair and a light blue hat over his head that had a crimson-colored feather on the side.
"I did not mean to startle you." He apologized, "Not used to seeing many other people here."
"Hello," Meghan greeted the man, "Who are you?"
The man took off his hat and bowed to the girl, "I am known by many different names, but you may call me Ransom. How do you do?"
"Good day Mr. Ransom, perhaps you can tell me..."
"Look at the time!" Ransom interrupted, "Why don't you come inside for some tea and cake?"
"Inside? Where?" Meghan pondered.
"Oh, over there." The man with the blue hat pointed to the top of a thin mountain, as Meghan looked closer should could see that the top of the mountain was a more like a tower, with many holes serving as windows or doors, or both. Ransom took Meghan by her hand and led her towards his home. They began to levitate and soon where flying up to the top of the mountain. All this was an unique experience for Meghan, even though it was different, the thrill of adventure appealed to her. The couple landed on the edge on the tower, through a door there was a small room fitted with a two The man sat down and turned to Meghan with a tea cup in hand "Now, fair maiden, tell me what brings you here?"
 
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Rionx said:
Blood and feather filled the void. Annie Held the book blood more feathers and we were inside. The noize filled Annies' ears Pink, White, and Yellow. Silence. “Hello, Ani. “ I said as asleep.
 
Once upon a time, there lived a girl who dreamed that she could fly. It made the girl sad to look at the "Those with wings" and not be able to fly with them. Since she could not fly, the girl made music and danced to the music. For the girl, dancing was as close as she could get to flying. When she danced it felt like she was dancing in the clouds. The girl loved to dance. When with her companion, the girl would ask, "How come I cannot fly like those with wings?" Her companion would reply, "If you will it, then you can do it. Look inside your heart and you will find that you can do what you dream of." The girl would ponder this while listening to music. In her heart, she could feel that one day she would be able to fly. One day, she could join "Those with wings" and be able to fly into the endless sky as far as she pleased. She knew that one day, the restraints of the land would let her go and she could truly be free.
 
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