Thursday, November 20, 2014

26. No post today

With my level of education I was the only person qualified for this job. I was the only person who could read or write so naturally I became the postman. I write letters for the whole village, and read it to them if they have any.

It was the time of war and young boys joined the army of the state to fight for their king. You see, our young king was a man of wisdom, not only because he was the one to hire me but because his vision and goals were something that no ordinary king would have. It was about five years ago when I was first summoned to the palace, He met me personally and told me about his plans. I could not just believe him. His plans were so big and impossible, yet the way he said it to me, it all seemed like, if we just do as he said, it might just be possible. Everything was thought for and my role in his plan was thought too. In his orders, I was sent to other states to learn reading and writing. After I returned, I was to become a postman, a messenger of our state. I would go houses to houses bringing them messages from their loved ones. Slowly I became quite a popular man among the people and this was the advantage the king was planning for from the beginning. I became his spokesman, his preacher to the people, to rally them together.

All of which came down to this day. Today, there will be no post. Today, we march, even I. We march against the whole nation with one common goal, one common dream. "Unification !!!"  

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

25. Shourock

My name is Shourock, this is my story.

I was not always blind, I was 15 when I lost my sight completely. Now I am twice the age but the world has always stayed the same for me. People ask me about what I remember about the world then but I have no images, everything is just blur and colorless.

Except for few things, my parents and my dog at that time Mr. Burno. Them I can picture pretty well. But there is one more person, whom I have not forgotten. I can picture her perfectly because I can still see her. She is the ghost of the friend who died the day before I started to lose my sight slowly.  

Monday, November 17, 2014

24. I

To be born is not all that important, I was born too.

To grow up is easy but not so easy to be a grown up.

Everywhere you go you will only find people who want to pull you down.

I tried very hard to understand what life is but understood what time is.

In this place, ghost don't frighten me but the people do.

All my life I thought I would be different. I am not the same.

Not the light, darkness I would rather enjoy.  

Saturday, November 15, 2014

23. Ginger and the Narrator

Everybody hated Ginger, and though she knew why she was hated so much, she just could not help it. She did not want to change herself in order to to be liked by others. She believed everybody else should like her for what she was and not what she would pretend to be. Still people care not to see what she actually was. They only saw a messy and angry little kid as if possessed by some evil spirit. They despised her, hated even a sight of her. But I liked her because I have known her like nobody else did.

You see, Ginger was lonely as she grew up. After her parents died, as a child there was nobody to take care of her and she had to take care of herself. People would see that she did not do a good job at it but I would say, given the situation, she did very good. All the other students in her class teased her, nobody wanted to be her friends. Even the teachers despised her, as if she wore some evil spirit. And in return soon she and I would hate them all. She would pick a fight with almost everyone but always alone she would get beaten all the time. If only I were her I would throw stones on them, Bricks, chairs, whatever I would find. Poor Ginger. How I wish I were real a person and not just a narrator to this story. I would have been a friend that she desperately needs.

Friday, November 14, 2014

22. DOTA

The prophecy says, if the world tree reaches a million tree rings then the world of Azeroth would be living full of chaos and hatred. The great alliance of the Human, Elves and Orcs that defeated the Burning Legion in the battle of Kalimdor, would be a myth of the past. All this war and corruption was destroying Azeroth from its core, In such dire time when Azeroth needed a savior, instead a demonic baby will be born. The burning legion himself, re-incarnated as a baby, destined to destroy Azeroth.

But fate had its own way, the baby was not to be born in the scourge. He was to be born to the orcs and only handful of the greatest prophets knew about this, including the one who controls the undead, the Lich king, who has already hidden himself amongst the orcs to steal the baby. For the prophets who knew the danger this baby will become, for schemed to murder the baby as a child.

In between all these, the day came and a baby boy was born,  away from war, to the Orc Warchief Thrall, in a tribe of handful orcs living peacefully. The prophets came to Thrall to warn him about this strange red colored, yellow eyed orc boy born to him. He knew his son, Lucifer is not a normal child from the moment he laid his eyes upon, he also knew he would give his own life to protect his son but still won't be able to protect him alone.

A great war is coming, forces will reunite again, Warriors from all corners of Azeroth will fight together as The Sentinels; to protect the world tree again. For the scourge have rose reunited, stronger than ever before under their new Lich King, Lucifer, the doom bringer. Sentinels seek not only to protect the world tree but destroy Lich King and the frozen throne once and for all, the Defence Of The Ancients (DOTA) have begun.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

21. Two souls

All my life I have been nothing but a ghost, a soul without a body. I have been around you since my oldest memories. How did this happen, how did two souls get entangled in one body? All I can do is wait for the answers.

I have watched you live your miserable life for too long now. You! the only person who can see me, hear me, you choose to ignore my existence. Coward, I pity you no more. All I wanted was to prove my existence to people but you scared little piece of shit only using me as a mere tool. Do whatever you want now until ... Haa!! You know very well how strong I am getting. You have seen me move objects around you, but you haven't seen me taking over others body now, have you? Wait till I take over this body, my body that the pathetic you are a waste upon. 

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

20. Two people

There are two ness about falling in love. Happiness and Sadness. Both are Parts of life, parts of living and dying.

Once there was a world, lonely on its own. No body else to talk to, no body else to play battlecity with but one day, day turned to night and along came a comet. A comet so big, struck the world in the heart and split the heart in two. The cut was so deep, it separated them in two. From two hearts grew two worlds. They loved each other but one was weaker than the other. It started fading until there was nothing left. Except one person who flew to the other world. But the world could not accept it, for it reminded him of the happiness that was now no more. Neglected, in hatred the person destroyed the remaining world and in death, the world was happy.