Ok so I've just been giving myself a little rant this morning, so here's the deal. I've looked over my work, since I've yet to do that, and I realised the things that have happened so far don't make sense...well my people say they do, but the issue at the end doesn't quite fit in, and it's a bit too closed off when it came to it, so I'm going to have to open the field a little more. So it's going to take a little more time than I originally thought. Yes I'm going over my work again, so that I can really refine it.
For those of you who have been keeping an eye out, I've changed the title of the page on the extra details. Yes the story is now called To Dream, because the rest of the series will have to have similar titles, in my case, so the first book is called To Dream. It has been nagging me for quite some time, because if I'm going to have a trilogy it has to make sense, and The Last of the Dreamers doesn't quite have a follow up, kind of, feel. So yes things will be changed. Also the blog link has been changed to:
www.todreamseries.blogspot.co.uk
It makes more sense.
This post actually has taken two days to write, because I'm now so engrossed in revamping the story. So far, I've managed to redo the prologue, chapters 1, 2 and now I'm working on 3. Not to mention, I've also added another character to the mix, and well, I think I believe her story better than anything else. Anyway, things will be taking longer than expected, because, yes I've had to start all over again. So my initial predictions have now flown out the window, and I'm going to have to work pretty much all day to get back to the end.
That sounds weird, but that's the way it is. So, yes more waiting, but hey, that's what makes it fun right. Never think about the destination, always think about the journey. It's more fun.
Well, I think that's it, so as always, do with this post what you will, and God Bless. ^^
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Wednesday, 11 June 2014
Monday, 9 June 2014
Update Time - Short Somethings
Hello everyone! Sorry I didn't write an update yesterday, because I didn't think it was necessary. Anyway, we're on chapter 18!!!! Two more to go, then it's time for reviews and revising! Yes just two more chapters!
Ugh! I can't believe it, the last chapter was brutal, and I am truly sorry for what I've done. It is a sad chapter and it will be sad, I won't change it because it is necessary, and it's not something that want to change.
Anyway, for now, I'm sorry it's short, I did yoga a few hours ago and I really don't feel like writing now, it's actually 9pm, so I'm just not bothered right now. Tomorrow I'll probably have more to say.
So as always, do with this post what you will and God Bless! ^^
Ugh! I can't believe it, the last chapter was brutal, and I am truly sorry for what I've done. It is a sad chapter and it will be sad, I won't change it because it is necessary, and it's not something that want to change.
Anyway, for now, I'm sorry it's short, I did yoga a few hours ago and I really don't feel like writing now, it's actually 9pm, so I'm just not bothered right now. Tomorrow I'll probably have more to say.
So as always, do with this post what you will and God Bless! ^^
Sunday, 8 June 2014
Update Time - Delays In Schedule
Ok, so I'm going to try again this week, I mean try again in terms of two chapters a day, because I am almost there, and I really need to finish it, review it, and hear the reviews of my betas. So it'll probably be another month before I can upload the story onto my blog.
Well now, I'm now on Chapter 17. So it's fair to say that I'm slowly making it through the last leg of my story. Yesterday was well needed, my time with my old friend was actually helpful. It was great seeing her again, and hearing all her funny stories.
We had lunch at a nice little restaurant, which was actually not that bad, the food was actually quite nice. I think we spent two hours there, because we just couldn't stop talking about our lives. When we did finally leave, we went walking around Oxford Street, I wanted to buy an umbrella and in the end I bought one and a dress, for my holiday in Cancun at the end of the month.
To say the least I was exhausted by the end of the day, but it was so worth it. I loved spending time with her when we were both still in school. Now that our careers are going in separate ways, it's hard to see each other, but hopefully the next time it won't be so long before we catch up. It was nice seeing her again.
So my hiatus is over, I'll be writing as fast as I can so I can review and edit parts of it, and hopefully I'll be done in the next week. Not to mention I'll also edit the blog itself.
As for now, I'll be taking quite a few breaks while I'm writing...mainly playing League of Legends...It's a cool game! So the last few chapters will take a while to finish, but on the whole, thanks for being patient, and I will upload the story as soon as I can.
Sorry for the short post, I know it's my forte to write quite long ones, but right now I'm kind of not feeling it, so as always please do with this post what you will, and God Bless. ^^
Well now, I'm now on Chapter 17. So it's fair to say that I'm slowly making it through the last leg of my story. Yesterday was well needed, my time with my old friend was actually helpful. It was great seeing her again, and hearing all her funny stories.
We had lunch at a nice little restaurant, which was actually not that bad, the food was actually quite nice. I think we spent two hours there, because we just couldn't stop talking about our lives. When we did finally leave, we went walking around Oxford Street, I wanted to buy an umbrella and in the end I bought one and a dress, for my holiday in Cancun at the end of the month.
To say the least I was exhausted by the end of the day, but it was so worth it. I loved spending time with her when we were both still in school. Now that our careers are going in separate ways, it's hard to see each other, but hopefully the next time it won't be so long before we catch up. It was nice seeing her again.
So my hiatus is over, I'll be writing as fast as I can so I can review and edit parts of it, and hopefully I'll be done in the next week. Not to mention I'll also edit the blog itself.
As for now, I'll be taking quite a few breaks while I'm writing...mainly playing League of Legends...It's a cool game! So the last few chapters will take a while to finish, but on the whole, thanks for being patient, and I will upload the story as soon as I can.
Sorry for the short post, I know it's my forte to write quite long ones, but right now I'm kind of not feeling it, so as always please do with this post what you will, and God Bless. ^^
Friday, 6 June 2014
Update Time - Slowly But Surely
Yes I'm finally getting there, I think I may end up with just twenty chapters in this story. So I'll say be patient, I have yet to revise it, and have my reviewers review it. So please be patient.
I'm already on chapter 16, so yes I'll be done soon. After tomorrow perhaps my speed will increase, that I'll be done before next week. Hopefully Doctor Who won't distract me too much. So yes, at the moment the explosion of events are starting and you'll all probably wonder, is anyone going to die? Yes, yes there will be death, so I'm sorry if you guys hate me when you read the story, because the person's death may be important in the next story. Truth be told it probably will be.
So that's basically it, my hiatus, or whatnot is still going, until tomorrow, when I'm out with my friend, I'll probably have the courage to face it and finish this story. As you all know I've been through a depressed state recently, and now I'm just trying to get back on my feet, this outing may just dispel that entire episode completely. Although I do want to get back to that happy state that I've forced on myself, I will probably miss the depression because it helped me. Writing did help in some way.
Actually this reminds me of the Doctor Who episode I watched recently, it's the one called Vincent and the Doctor. The ending of the episode got to me this time, and yes I cried, but the message was quite powerful, especially for me, at this time. You see in the episode the museum tour guide talked about Vincent and the marvels of his work, and how he used his pain to portray the goodness of the world in his paintings. I had some sort of sympathy towards Vincent in this episode (even though I know it's someone's opinion of how he was) and I think that's exactly what I'm doing with this story.
My pain has made the beauty of the relationship in this story much more tangible, for me anyway, because I know that many of you will probably not read it, or not even care that it's there. It's possible no one will actually like it, but I don't actually care. This story is simply my outpouring of sadness, and in a way, I'm trying to say that although I may be sad, my sadness doesn't have to affect the world. I don't want it to, and if it does, I want it to affect it in a positive way, by having you look at the good things in your life.
I don't want you to sympathise with me, in fact I expect you not to, because I want you to look at your life and count your blessings, not the negative things. Although I tell you to do that, and I don't do it for myself, that's ok, because while I still mourn over my faults and curses, I do also count the many good things that have happened to me. I still say "that was a great day", and "I remember when that made me happy" and "that was fun" and I will always say "I wish" and "why can't that be me" and "what am I doing wrong". Both the good and the bad are mingling now, and I'm slowly realising that, as the Doctor says, "The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things or make them unimportant."
So I'll keep soldiering on, and yes I will always have these depressed spells and yes it will be a long time before they truly go away, but I know that in the end, they will help me, I know that while the bad things in my life get me down, it would mean that the good things will be that much better. It will mean that my life will balance itself no matter what I feel in one particular time, because in the end the greatest thing that I could look forward to is when I return to the place where it all started. I return to the place where I truly feel welcome and at home, where I'm truly loved. And that my friends, is when I can honestly say I belong.
So as always, with a light heart please do with this post what you will and may God Bless you the rest of your life. ^^
I'm already on chapter 16, so yes I'll be done soon. After tomorrow perhaps my speed will increase, that I'll be done before next week. Hopefully Doctor Who won't distract me too much. So yes, at the moment the explosion of events are starting and you'll all probably wonder, is anyone going to die? Yes, yes there will be death, so I'm sorry if you guys hate me when you read the story, because the person's death may be important in the next story. Truth be told it probably will be.
So that's basically it, my hiatus, or whatnot is still going, until tomorrow, when I'm out with my friend, I'll probably have the courage to face it and finish this story. As you all know I've been through a depressed state recently, and now I'm just trying to get back on my feet, this outing may just dispel that entire episode completely. Although I do want to get back to that happy state that I've forced on myself, I will probably miss the depression because it helped me. Writing did help in some way.
Actually this reminds me of the Doctor Who episode I watched recently, it's the one called Vincent and the Doctor. The ending of the episode got to me this time, and yes I cried, but the message was quite powerful, especially for me, at this time. You see in the episode the museum tour guide talked about Vincent and the marvels of his work, and how he used his pain to portray the goodness of the world in his paintings. I had some sort of sympathy towards Vincent in this episode (even though I know it's someone's opinion of how he was) and I think that's exactly what I'm doing with this story.
My pain has made the beauty of the relationship in this story much more tangible, for me anyway, because I know that many of you will probably not read it, or not even care that it's there. It's possible no one will actually like it, but I don't actually care. This story is simply my outpouring of sadness, and in a way, I'm trying to say that although I may be sad, my sadness doesn't have to affect the world. I don't want it to, and if it does, I want it to affect it in a positive way, by having you look at the good things in your life.
I don't want you to sympathise with me, in fact I expect you not to, because I want you to look at your life and count your blessings, not the negative things. Although I tell you to do that, and I don't do it for myself, that's ok, because while I still mourn over my faults and curses, I do also count the many good things that have happened to me. I still say "that was a great day", and "I remember when that made me happy" and "that was fun" and I will always say "I wish" and "why can't that be me" and "what am I doing wrong". Both the good and the bad are mingling now, and I'm slowly realising that, as the Doctor says, "The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things or make them unimportant."
So I'll keep soldiering on, and yes I will always have these depressed spells and yes it will be a long time before they truly go away, but I know that in the end, they will help me, I know that while the bad things in my life get me down, it would mean that the good things will be that much better. It will mean that my life will balance itself no matter what I feel in one particular time, because in the end the greatest thing that I could look forward to is when I return to the place where it all started. I return to the place where I truly feel welcome and at home, where I'm truly loved. And that my friends, is when I can honestly say I belong.
So as always, with a light heart please do with this post what you will and may God Bless you the rest of your life. ^^
Thursday, 5 June 2014
Update Time - The Greatest Storyteller Is The Story
Ok so I have been writing, but I can't really help it. I've been breaking up the flow though...with Doctor Who...So what! Can you blame me for wanting to watch something so cool! I love it!
Anyway I've slowly but surely made my way to Chapter 15 and I think I'll be done in 5 more chapters. Things are going to get haywire in this story, so I need to prepare myself for it, and this hiatus will probably help. In the meantime, I'll be watching Doctor Who and loving it...I may even dabble into Game of Thrones. I'm still watching Season 3 because well...it's just a bit gruesome for my liking, and it will take me a while to bear it. So yes, I'll be watching TV.
You know speaking of Doctor Who, I can't help but remember the post I wrote on it. I still love his quote, and it will forever stick in my mind, because it is quite true. Today we look at heroes as warriors, as men with swords and guns and horses and fast cars and jets and whatnots. We never really look at the true heroes, the ones who saves lives by helping, we don't see doctors as heroes, we don't see our parents as heroes, we don't even see teachers as heroes. Why? They save lives more than soldiers and politicians and other sorts of warriors. Doctor Who opens your eyes to the fact that a warrior doesn't have to be a hero, they are the wingman, while the Doctor is the hero.
For those of you who haven't a clue about what I'm saying, regarding the post here's the link:
A Revelation From Doctor Who
I know the title really has no reference, but think about it. We are all stories, and Doctor Who is just one great big story, and who better to tell a story than the story itself. We all tell stories, and our lives themselves are stories. Just like many preachers, teachers, priests, we all must tell a story. It just depends on how we tell it. Many use words, and description, others use actions and other use other stories to tell their own.
Me? I'm trying to use action to tell my story. But I occasionally do use words. Even now I'm using words. You're reading this post and it is all just plain, simple words. If you met me, I'd try to do things that may please you, and probably fail, but I'd try nonetheless. So, why the deep post this time? Well, I don't actually know. Most time I go with the flow, and right now the flow is very deep, the currents pull me down and I feel like it must end somewhere.
So for those of you who think I'm just a mad woman, writing nonsense, well guess what? You're right. And you are wrong. Because I'm not simply mad. I have faith. Yes most of you know I'm Catholic, and most would probably think I'm crazy, or I'm wasting my time, but let me tell you this. Without my faith, this blog would probably not have existed, and you wouldn't be reading this right now. So for those of you who do think so, and will probably continue to think so after reading this, why are you still reading? You can close this tab or window right now, you don't have to continue reading, and you don't have to keep listening to my words, you can stop right now.
But for those who would listen to my words, please, don't take your faith lightly. Like St Francis of Assisi said, "Preach the gospel at all times, and when necessary, use words." It may work for you to pretty much blather on about this story and that in the gospel, but most will just completely ignore you. If you truly want people to listen, do something nice, do something that no one would probably expect you to do. For example, speak to the homeless on your street, or talk to your friends, make them feel special and happy, because in one way or another they may be hurting, and in the end your conversation or your smile might just make their day.
So a bit deep, not sure if you'll read it but hey, at least it's out there. And as always, do with this post what you will. God Bless. ^^
Anyway I've slowly but surely made my way to Chapter 15 and I think I'll be done in 5 more chapters. Things are going to get haywire in this story, so I need to prepare myself for it, and this hiatus will probably help. In the meantime, I'll be watching Doctor Who and loving it...I may even dabble into Game of Thrones. I'm still watching Season 3 because well...it's just a bit gruesome for my liking, and it will take me a while to bear it. So yes, I'll be watching TV.
You know speaking of Doctor Who, I can't help but remember the post I wrote on it. I still love his quote, and it will forever stick in my mind, because it is quite true. Today we look at heroes as warriors, as men with swords and guns and horses and fast cars and jets and whatnots. We never really look at the true heroes, the ones who saves lives by helping, we don't see doctors as heroes, we don't see our parents as heroes, we don't even see teachers as heroes. Why? They save lives more than soldiers and politicians and other sorts of warriors. Doctor Who opens your eyes to the fact that a warrior doesn't have to be a hero, they are the wingman, while the Doctor is the hero.
For those of you who haven't a clue about what I'm saying, regarding the post here's the link:
A Revelation From Doctor Who
I know the title really has no reference, but think about it. We are all stories, and Doctor Who is just one great big story, and who better to tell a story than the story itself. We all tell stories, and our lives themselves are stories. Just like many preachers, teachers, priests, we all must tell a story. It just depends on how we tell it. Many use words, and description, others use actions and other use other stories to tell their own.
Me? I'm trying to use action to tell my story. But I occasionally do use words. Even now I'm using words. You're reading this post and it is all just plain, simple words. If you met me, I'd try to do things that may please you, and probably fail, but I'd try nonetheless. So, why the deep post this time? Well, I don't actually know. Most time I go with the flow, and right now the flow is very deep, the currents pull me down and I feel like it must end somewhere.
So for those of you who think I'm just a mad woman, writing nonsense, well guess what? You're right. And you are wrong. Because I'm not simply mad. I have faith. Yes most of you know I'm Catholic, and most would probably think I'm crazy, or I'm wasting my time, but let me tell you this. Without my faith, this blog would probably not have existed, and you wouldn't be reading this right now. So for those of you who do think so, and will probably continue to think so after reading this, why are you still reading? You can close this tab or window right now, you don't have to continue reading, and you don't have to keep listening to my words, you can stop right now.
But for those who would listen to my words, please, don't take your faith lightly. Like St Francis of Assisi said, "Preach the gospel at all times, and when necessary, use words." It may work for you to pretty much blather on about this story and that in the gospel, but most will just completely ignore you. If you truly want people to listen, do something nice, do something that no one would probably expect you to do. For example, speak to the homeless on your street, or talk to your friends, make them feel special and happy, because in one way or another they may be hurting, and in the end your conversation or your smile might just make their day.
So a bit deep, not sure if you'll read it but hey, at least it's out there. And as always, do with this post what you will. God Bless. ^^
Wednesday, 4 June 2014
Update Time - A Hiatus
Ok I've been thinking, and I think 30 chapters is a bit too much, especially when each chapter is around 15 pages long. So I've lowered it to 20-25 chapters, to make it easier. As for the title of this post, well that's coming up.
First let me just say, I've pretty much been working on this story non-stop and it's been driving me insane. I literally want to strangle it, stab it several times and hang it. That's how bad I've fallen. So I'm going to have to take a hiatus for the rest of the week...that's not to say I'm going to stop completely, because it's just going to mess it all up, but I will be writing less than I usually do, since I'm already on chapter 14. Yes! I'm on Chapter 14! I'm so proud of myself.
So yes, I'll work on it less, because I might just end up crying every night because this story is getting under my skin. I will get back on track next week, because I would like to post up the story soon, hopefully before the peak of summer, otherwise, before uni starts up again.
Ok so what brought this on? Well I've been really down and out when it comes to relationships and I needed a break, because this story is basically based on a relationship. I had a girl's day out today, with my cousin, so I thank her for helping me distract myself. We had a really good, long talk and I've tried to come to terms with my depression, but it still lingers, and I may have a good cry tonight, but that's ok. We did a little shopping, and I actually cannot believe this but the HMV store in the high street we went to, had something I did not expect. I almost cried because it was something that I completely love!!!
Perhaps I can explain it with this:
Plot: When an innocent wish accidentally comes true, Sarah has to traverse a dangerous and trying Labyrinth to get to the centre, inside the Castle Beyond The Goblin City. Stuck in fairytales and fantasy she has to learn the hard way that not everything is not as it seems, and starts to truly feels sorry for wishing her half brother away. Meanwhile the Goblin King, Jareth, is having a ball watching the young teenager fighting him at every turn, and making friends of his subjects.
Did you guess it?
Yes I found the DVD to LABYRINTH!
I was so overwhelmed that I still can't believe I have it! The instant I got home I watched it! That's how bad it was! I was so happy.
Anyway, as you all know I have an obsession with Labyrinth and this story is loosely based on it, so I'll be re-watching it constantly to feed my imagination and belief in fairytale. And as proof here are images, taken from my phone, the instant I had the chance. If you want to know why I love this film, read it in my review:
I'll end it there, so as always do with this post what you will, and God Bless! ^^
Tuesday, 3 June 2014
Update Time - A Chapter A Day
Well, I've finished the first third of my story to say the least. I'm already on chapter 12 and it is coming along quite nicely. Although I'm still iffy about one thing or other, maybe when I get my reviews I'll be able to clear up some of the mess I've made. When I do eventually post up this story, I hope it does make sense, because the people I've sent the story to kind of have the same mindset as me, so they'll understand, but as for the public...I'm not so sure, so please, when I do post this story up, comment any review that you feel necessary, and I promise I'll edit appropriately.
You know what? I think this story is doing more good than harm. Yes more GOOD than HARM. I think it's because it's actually helping me come to terms with my demons (yes you all know what those are...if you've been reading my posts). Looking back, I was really depressed on Saturday because I saw my cousins with their partners, and I didn't have one. I was so down that I could even function socially, and I demanded my cousin's company, just to vent out my frustrations. However just after we had arranged the details of our outing, I took to my laptop and began writing furiously, as sudden inspiration hit me, I wrote for nearly three chapters straight. When that streak finally ended, I found myself in a bizarre sense of serenity, like the melancholy of the past year just floated away. Granted that happened every time I did feel the sudden dip in mood, but not quite as fulfilling as that one. I actually came to terms with it, and although I know it will be back, and I am still not happy, it doesn't mean I'm completely depressed. Instead I just feel like I don't care anymore, and that whatever everyone else has told me will come true (maybe not any time soon, but one day).
It's also helped me in other ways. You see, I think the reason I've not ever had a boyfriend, or even my first kiss was because I was still holding out for my first crush, which actually ended like three years after I no longer saw him every day, and I found there were much "bigger" and better fish out in the sea. However a small part of me still wanted to see what it would be like if I saw him again, that is, before I started this story. As I wrote the last few chapters that I had been working on last week, I realised, that I would probably never see him again, and most likely not, even in the slightest, ever want to be with him. I've seen bits and pieces of his life, don't get me wrong, I've looked him up on Facebook once or twice, just to see if he had changed or not, and suffice to say I no longer have any feelings towards him. I'd take a look at his picture and say "Really? I fancied that?" and I am relieved, to say the least.
So in the last few days I have, with the help of some oldies music and some venting through song, continued to write my feelings into the story, and now I have let go. I am free, and no longer burdened by the crushing defeat I had when I was but seven years old (that was when I had indirectly confessed my crush and was rejected). I can honestly say I have moved on, and now all I can do and will do is wait for that one person who will honestly make me feel like I am special, like I have a purpose and that I do make him happy.
Anyway that's it for now, this was more of a confession than an update, because well there was really nothing I had going in terms of the update, so this confession would have to suffice. So as always: do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
You know what? I think this story is doing more good than harm. Yes more GOOD than HARM. I think it's because it's actually helping me come to terms with my demons (yes you all know what those are...if you've been reading my posts). Looking back, I was really depressed on Saturday because I saw my cousins with their partners, and I didn't have one. I was so down that I could even function socially, and I demanded my cousin's company, just to vent out my frustrations. However just after we had arranged the details of our outing, I took to my laptop and began writing furiously, as sudden inspiration hit me, I wrote for nearly three chapters straight. When that streak finally ended, I found myself in a bizarre sense of serenity, like the melancholy of the past year just floated away. Granted that happened every time I did feel the sudden dip in mood, but not quite as fulfilling as that one. I actually came to terms with it, and although I know it will be back, and I am still not happy, it doesn't mean I'm completely depressed. Instead I just feel like I don't care anymore, and that whatever everyone else has told me will come true (maybe not any time soon, but one day).
It's also helped me in other ways. You see, I think the reason I've not ever had a boyfriend, or even my first kiss was because I was still holding out for my first crush, which actually ended like three years after I no longer saw him every day, and I found there were much "bigger" and better fish out in the sea. However a small part of me still wanted to see what it would be like if I saw him again, that is, before I started this story. As I wrote the last few chapters that I had been working on last week, I realised, that I would probably never see him again, and most likely not, even in the slightest, ever want to be with him. I've seen bits and pieces of his life, don't get me wrong, I've looked him up on Facebook once or twice, just to see if he had changed or not, and suffice to say I no longer have any feelings towards him. I'd take a look at his picture and say "Really? I fancied that?" and I am relieved, to say the least.
So in the last few days I have, with the help of some oldies music and some venting through song, continued to write my feelings into the story, and now I have let go. I am free, and no longer burdened by the crushing defeat I had when I was but seven years old (that was when I had indirectly confessed my crush and was rejected). I can honestly say I have moved on, and now all I can do and will do is wait for that one person who will honestly make me feel like I am special, like I have a purpose and that I do make him happy.
Anyway that's it for now, this was more of a confession than an update, because well there was really nothing I had going in terms of the update, so this confession would have to suffice. So as always: do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
Monday, 2 June 2014
Update Time - I Really Work Fast
Ok so yes I think these updates will be daily. First off I have been working very hard on this project and I am completely convinced I will be able to finish it soon. I am already on chapter 10 that's why.
After my inspiration burn out I think chapter 9 and 10 will just be fillers until the next plot change. they will be a bit shorter than the others I've done. These chapters are dragging now, because I need to wait until the plot twist, so I'm sorry if they aren't quite as fun as the others. You'll understand when you read.
While writing for chapter 10 I was very tempted to include something that would probably make my parents blush, because, as I mentioned in the page for this story, this story is largely based on one of the many fan fictions I have come to love, and well thanks to fan fiction my innocence is ruined, maybe not physically, but in other ways.
So summary of what inspired me to write these chapters:
In chapter 8 there was something that was really disturbing for my characters so chapter 9 was a segue into the next set of normalcy. I was inspired by one of the situations in "Of Dreams And Broken Things" and although it isn't quite as intense as Jareth and Sarah's opening up, I dreamed myself into the role. When you read it you'll understand what I mean, because Kaylin's situation isn't as bad as Sarah's in this fiction.
Now chapter 10 it's going to be just a filler, until the main action in the next few chapters. So I'm sorry if it seems very drab, but I kinda need it to prove that the next few actions are linked, so pay attention when you read it.
Just a little bit about chapter 11. It's going to be another fill because I just realised that chapter 10 has had a bit of a twist, so this chapter will be the filler, because the time difference between the chapters are quite short - they usually last between a few days and the week, so perhaps in this chapter the next week will fly by, perhaps not. It's a work in progress.
As always please do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
After my inspiration burn out I think chapter 9 and 10 will just be fillers until the next plot change. they will be a bit shorter than the others I've done. These chapters are dragging now, because I need to wait until the plot twist, so I'm sorry if they aren't quite as fun as the others. You'll understand when you read.
While writing for chapter 10 I was very tempted to include something that would probably make my parents blush, because, as I mentioned in the page for this story, this story is largely based on one of the many fan fictions I have come to love, and well thanks to fan fiction my innocence is ruined, maybe not physically, but in other ways.
So summary of what inspired me to write these chapters:
In chapter 8 there was something that was really disturbing for my characters so chapter 9 was a segue into the next set of normalcy. I was inspired by one of the situations in "Of Dreams And Broken Things" and although it isn't quite as intense as Jareth and Sarah's opening up, I dreamed myself into the role. When you read it you'll understand what I mean, because Kaylin's situation isn't as bad as Sarah's in this fiction.
Now chapter 10 it's going to be just a filler, until the main action in the next few chapters. So I'm sorry if it seems very drab, but I kinda need it to prove that the next few actions are linked, so pay attention when you read it.
Just a little bit about chapter 11. It's going to be another fill because I just realised that chapter 10 has had a bit of a twist, so this chapter will be the filler, because the time difference between the chapters are quite short - they usually last between a few days and the week, so perhaps in this chapter the next week will fly by, perhaps not. It's a work in progress.
As always please do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
Sunday, 1 June 2014
Update Time - I Know, I'm Sorry
Ok I know I only uploaded an update a few hours ago but this needs to be said. Through all my self-pity and self loathing, I actually wrote loads for my story. Granted I was a little reluctant at first, and I really didn't want to drag myself through that mud, but I did anyway. What I did was purely and utterly amazing...in my opinion. I created a whole new angle for my story, and I actually understand the mindset of one of my characters. Although I know later on I will be very cruel to him, but it's something that needs to be done.
Anyway, so in the last two days I've written, pretty much two chapters, and going by the rate I've been writing, I probably will be done in the next month, and hopefully will be starting the second book soon after. Gosh I am on a roll this summer. And to add to the mix, I get to bring my laptop on holiday so I can continue writing. My parents didn't have to but they did anyway, and I am so grateful!
So what happened to get me this excited about these last two chapters? Well, as I said before, I was really wallowing in self-pity and I really didn't want to continue, in fact I was debating whether or not to stop, but I knew I had made a promise, and I will keep to it. So I tuned myself out of the real world and immersed myself in the world of Denÿce, and become one of my characters, when it suits me. In this instant I was someone I never expected to be, and as a third party, it was a refreshing view on things.
Looking back on these chapters now, you probably will be able to see what I mean: I dragged out the story because I couldn't be bothered to carry on, but then a stroke of genius just happened and this was the result. You'll probably understand when you read it. Anyway, sorry for the random post, but yes, I had to put it out there. Although my self-pity hasn't completely gone away, and I have a suspicious thought that it will creep up on me again when I'm completely unawares, but that probably won't be in a long time, I've thrown it a bone and hopefully it doesn't swallow it until the story is done.
You know just a few hours ago I just wanted to strangle this story and demand it finish itself, but that would just be impossible.
As always, please do with this post what you will. God Bless! ^^
Anyway, so in the last two days I've written, pretty much two chapters, and going by the rate I've been writing, I probably will be done in the next month, and hopefully will be starting the second book soon after. Gosh I am on a roll this summer. And to add to the mix, I get to bring my laptop on holiday so I can continue writing. My parents didn't have to but they did anyway, and I am so grateful!
So what happened to get me this excited about these last two chapters? Well, as I said before, I was really wallowing in self-pity and I really didn't want to continue, in fact I was debating whether or not to stop, but I knew I had made a promise, and I will keep to it. So I tuned myself out of the real world and immersed myself in the world of Denÿce, and become one of my characters, when it suits me. In this instant I was someone I never expected to be, and as a third party, it was a refreshing view on things.
Looking back on these chapters now, you probably will be able to see what I mean: I dragged out the story because I couldn't be bothered to carry on, but then a stroke of genius just happened and this was the result. You'll probably understand when you read it. Anyway, sorry for the random post, but yes, I had to put it out there. Although my self-pity hasn't completely gone away, and I have a suspicious thought that it will creep up on me again when I'm completely unawares, but that probably won't be in a long time, I've thrown it a bone and hopefully it doesn't swallow it until the story is done.
You know just a few hours ago I just wanted to strangle this story and demand it finish itself, but that would just be impossible.
As always, please do with this post what you will. God Bless! ^^
Update Time - Emotional Outpouring
I think these updates will be coming daily, if not weekly, since I've already moved onto another chapter, and I'll get this done before I even know it. Anyway, the truth is I might take a break for a while this week. The emotions I feel when writing are becoming more cumbersome than helping.
In a previous rant, I basically poured out my deepest secret: I am still without a relationship, that is to say, I've never dated a guy, I'v never even kissed one let alone been in a relationship with one. And writing this story is just bringing all those insecurities back.
True I did say I would wait for "Mr Right" and yes everyone around me keeps saying I'm still young and that "Mr Right" is only around the corner somewhere, but I just don't feel it. While I may waiting, I am getting impatient. Yes I'm Catholic and I pride myself for staying that way and remaining with my faith, but just seeing my cousins and friends in relationships and being constantly surrounded by them, I just get a sad, and I start to wallow in my self-pity and self-loathing, because I have never been like them and I don't understand at all what they're going through. And when they break up with each other, and I try to comfort them, I can't because I've never known such heartache...Well yes I have, but that was because I was a kid and had a crush on one of the boys in my class and he rejected me, but as I said, we were kids, so we didn't know any better.
Anyway, what has this to do with my story, pretty much everything. The name I came up with for the main male character is actually the name I've given to my fantasy, because if I gave a real name, I may just use it to think of the celebrity with that same name. The next thing is that I've now paired him up with the girl character, and that makes things even harder for me, because, in my head that would be cheating, and yes I may occasionally put myself in her shoes, but that's only to think of the next part of the story, I don't literally put them in because I am her, although I wish I was.
Another reason why I'm getting so glum, is because my story is basically a romance novel. Yes it's a little graphic, thanks to the many fan-fictions I've read, but the truth is even my imagination has a lover, and still my physical self has none. I really feel like life is unfair, because of it. I just feel so devoid of any real connection with anyone, because I live in my dreams. So perhaps I might take a break this week, just because I just can't handle the occasional self-loathing that comes with this novel. Not only that I just feel like, every time I open this laptop and start writing, I want to throw it against a wall and smash it to bits, but it's a new macbook pro and I won't because I'd get killed by my parents if I did. Plus I can't leave this story undone, like so many. I promised everyone I'd finish it.
So perhaps I'll just take a day off one of these days, just so that I can gather the pieces of my broken heart and try to fix it with three year old super glue and broken bits of tape, not to mention gum. Yes this post is a little deep, but that's exactly how I feel.
You know over the last few weeks I've had a saying stuck in my head: "Those with the brightest smile are the saddest" I'm not quite sure that quite fits the bill, but looking at my emotional state, I think it does. While I've not had the worst childhood, or had the worst situation, emotionally yes, I have, because I've been lonely for the past decade or so of my conscious life. I've noticed so many people drifting farther away from me because they've found the one they want to be with, while I'm still stuck in that gaping hole with no way out. So yes I probably do need a break and I will resume it as soon as I can.
For now, I'm sorry you've all had to put up with my sorry excuse for a post, it's just I haven't been writing in my journal lately, because there aren't enough pages to write these emotions down, and to be honest, typing is faster.
As always please do with this post what you will, and may God Bless. May he make your days brighter than mine, and show you whatever path you are to take.
In a previous rant, I basically poured out my deepest secret: I am still without a relationship, that is to say, I've never dated a guy, I'v never even kissed one let alone been in a relationship with one. And writing this story is just bringing all those insecurities back.
True I did say I would wait for "Mr Right" and yes everyone around me keeps saying I'm still young and that "Mr Right" is only around the corner somewhere, but I just don't feel it. While I may waiting, I am getting impatient. Yes I'm Catholic and I pride myself for staying that way and remaining with my faith, but just seeing my cousins and friends in relationships and being constantly surrounded by them, I just get a sad, and I start to wallow in my self-pity and self-loathing, because I have never been like them and I don't understand at all what they're going through. And when they break up with each other, and I try to comfort them, I can't because I've never known such heartache...Well yes I have, but that was because I was a kid and had a crush on one of the boys in my class and he rejected me, but as I said, we were kids, so we didn't know any better.
Anyway, what has this to do with my story, pretty much everything. The name I came up with for the main male character is actually the name I've given to my fantasy, because if I gave a real name, I may just use it to think of the celebrity with that same name. The next thing is that I've now paired him up with the girl character, and that makes things even harder for me, because, in my head that would be cheating, and yes I may occasionally put myself in her shoes, but that's only to think of the next part of the story, I don't literally put them in because I am her, although I wish I was.
Another reason why I'm getting so glum, is because my story is basically a romance novel. Yes it's a little graphic, thanks to the many fan-fictions I've read, but the truth is even my imagination has a lover, and still my physical self has none. I really feel like life is unfair, because of it. I just feel so devoid of any real connection with anyone, because I live in my dreams. So perhaps I might take a break this week, just because I just can't handle the occasional self-loathing that comes with this novel. Not only that I just feel like, every time I open this laptop and start writing, I want to throw it against a wall and smash it to bits, but it's a new macbook pro and I won't because I'd get killed by my parents if I did. Plus I can't leave this story undone, like so many. I promised everyone I'd finish it.
So perhaps I'll just take a day off one of these days, just so that I can gather the pieces of my broken heart and try to fix it with three year old super glue and broken bits of tape, not to mention gum. Yes this post is a little deep, but that's exactly how I feel.
You know over the last few weeks I've had a saying stuck in my head: "Those with the brightest smile are the saddest" I'm not quite sure that quite fits the bill, but looking at my emotional state, I think it does. While I've not had the worst childhood, or had the worst situation, emotionally yes, I have, because I've been lonely for the past decade or so of my conscious life. I've noticed so many people drifting farther away from me because they've found the one they want to be with, while I'm still stuck in that gaping hole with no way out. So yes I probably do need a break and I will resume it as soon as I can.
For now, I'm sorry you've all had to put up with my sorry excuse for a post, it's just I haven't been writing in my journal lately, because there aren't enough pages to write these emotions down, and to be honest, typing is faster.
As always please do with this post what you will, and may God Bless. May he make your days brighter than mine, and show you whatever path you are to take.
Saturday, 31 May 2014
Update Time - Work Experience Is Over
Yes as in the title, my work experience is finally over! Not that it wasn't fun, it was just exhausting, I hope I don't work in an office. I prefer the flexible hours...nine to five just doesn't cut it for me. Anyway, now I can work on my story. So far I've done six chapters and am working on the seventh.
Ok so here's the low down on my work experience. The first week was spent getting to know the place, which was not that hard, since it was just a two floor office. My duties were basically house chores, and I pretty much cleaned whatever needed cleaning. However I did get to do a script report, which wasn't all that bad. Towards the end of the week I got to work in distribution, and I pretty much did the dirty work there. Like I said before, I called up cinema chains to ask about a particular trailer, and well spent most of my time in their office.
During the second week, I was mainly in the distribution office, researching and contacting agencies about certain celebrities, who would attend the premier of the film that the previous week was about. They were closing a film, so they needed all the publicity they could get. However in the last two days I had to return to the production office, because the other runner was away doing some other errand. On Thursday, I was given the most torturous errand I ever encountered. I had to buy breakfast for twenty odd people, because they were shooting a film the next day, and no one had anticipated the many things I had to buy. I didn't have a car, and I don't know how to drive, so I had to ask my supervisor for help carrying the shopping back to the office, which pretty much destroyed my hands, as the bags were digging into my fingers. You don't know how much pain I was in, and by the time I got home, I was so exhausted I couldn't even stand straight for a second.
Friday was worse. I had to run all the way to central London to deliver some packages, and I didn't get back to the office until around 2pm. I didn't want to spend too much money on travel so instead of using the bus, I walked all over the place, and only used my Oyster Card on the Tube when I had to. It was exhausting, and my feet were throbbing by the time I came back. I couldn't even stand when I got home.
But now that that's all over, and I am free, I can say that although it was exhausting, it was exciting and fun, despite the fact that I was in an office and all I really did was house chores, but listening to the people work there, I learned a lot about the film industry, and I have never wanted to work in the industry more. I loved it, and hope that one day in the near future I can do something similar, after I finish my degree.
Now on to more immediate problems, the novel, or the blog novel...whatever you lot call it. Like I said, I've written six/seven chapters, so it should be up soon. I hope to do thirty chapters, so it will take up the better part of my holidays. Hopefully I can bring my Macbook with me on holiday so I can continue working on it, but who knows. In any case, for those of you who are dying for previews (because I know there must be some people who are interested in it) I'll show a little extract from chapter 1. For now please be content, I'm working as fast as I can on it, but I still need to refine it, so please be patient.
As always, do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
Ok so here's the low down on my work experience. The first week was spent getting to know the place, which was not that hard, since it was just a two floor office. My duties were basically house chores, and I pretty much cleaned whatever needed cleaning. However I did get to do a script report, which wasn't all that bad. Towards the end of the week I got to work in distribution, and I pretty much did the dirty work there. Like I said before, I called up cinema chains to ask about a particular trailer, and well spent most of my time in their office.
During the second week, I was mainly in the distribution office, researching and contacting agencies about certain celebrities, who would attend the premier of the film that the previous week was about. They were closing a film, so they needed all the publicity they could get. However in the last two days I had to return to the production office, because the other runner was away doing some other errand. On Thursday, I was given the most torturous errand I ever encountered. I had to buy breakfast for twenty odd people, because they were shooting a film the next day, and no one had anticipated the many things I had to buy. I didn't have a car, and I don't know how to drive, so I had to ask my supervisor for help carrying the shopping back to the office, which pretty much destroyed my hands, as the bags were digging into my fingers. You don't know how much pain I was in, and by the time I got home, I was so exhausted I couldn't even stand straight for a second.
Friday was worse. I had to run all the way to central London to deliver some packages, and I didn't get back to the office until around 2pm. I didn't want to spend too much money on travel so instead of using the bus, I walked all over the place, and only used my Oyster Card on the Tube when I had to. It was exhausting, and my feet were throbbing by the time I came back. I couldn't even stand when I got home.
But now that that's all over, and I am free, I can say that although it was exhausting, it was exciting and fun, despite the fact that I was in an office and all I really did was house chores, but listening to the people work there, I learned a lot about the film industry, and I have never wanted to work in the industry more. I loved it, and hope that one day in the near future I can do something similar, after I finish my degree.
Now on to more immediate problems, the novel, or the blog novel...whatever you lot call it. Like I said, I've written six/seven chapters, so it should be up soon. I hope to do thirty chapters, so it will take up the better part of my holidays. Hopefully I can bring my Macbook with me on holiday so I can continue working on it, but who knows. In any case, for those of you who are dying for previews (because I know there must be some people who are interested in it) I'll show a little extract from chapter 1. For now please be content, I'm working as fast as I can on it, but I still need to refine it, so please be patient.
As always, do with this post what you will and God Bless. ^^
Chapter 1
In the early morning sunlight the birds of the green
forests could be heard chirping, and singing songs of their dreams, telling
each other what wonders they’d seen. Little creatures bounce around tree trunks
chasing each other, playing like little children. Pixies and fairies could be
seen darting in and out of leaves and flowers waking each other up to greet the
morning. Everything was peaceful; everything had melodies and harmonies that
flowed in perfect synchronisation. Until the sound of heavy breathing could be
heard, and the rush of running feet followed closed behind. Yes everything was
peaceful and beautiful, but not for Kaylin. No, Kaylin was running, running for
her life, for it literally depended on her, she needed to make it clear of the
forest before she can truly relax. Since midnight, she’d been running. She knew
that if she stopped it would be one less second she’d make it out; she didn’t
want to go back.
Every now and then Kaylin would turn dark emerald
eyes over her shoulder, to check whether or not she was in immediate danger,
but seeing no approaching figure, she was still in the clear. No she did not
want to go back to the city, she wanted to get away as far as possible. As soon
as she made it out of the city she’d turn west, back to the Pass of Renia, in
the mountains, to find her mother, and hope she was still alive and well,
hoping she would welcome her with open arms.
Kaylin loved the mountains, especially living at
their base. Every time she looked up at them, they reminded her of stairs
leading to the heavens. She learned long ago about the Lathanor People, who
used to visit Denÿce and bestow their grace and blessings all its people, but
after a time the people of Denÿce grew distant, and the only people who truly
believed in them were the people Irenia and The Crystal Forest of Dreams.
So whenever her mother had to harvest she’d take
Kaylin with her, up the mountains, to find small flowers and plants, which she
used to make potions from, or use in decorations for the villagers that lived
nearby. As her mother worked, Kaylin would play, and climb further up the
mountain, of course she’d want to climb to the top, but she knew her mother
would worry. When her mother would call her back, she’d come running down the
mountain, to meet her at the base, so that they could walk home together.
One day, when Kaylin was old enough to run up the
mountains by herself, she’d gone up one particular mountain that, when you
reached the top, you could see The Crystal Forest of Dreams, and when dusk was
approaching she set off down the mountain, back to her mother’s cottage.
However before she reached the base, a band of men had found her and dragged her
off as a slave before she could reach the cottage.
After that she was sold to Lorien Thandor, who was
known in all Irenia as the cruellest man to any female servant he had, and she
shivered every time he looked at her. His eyes would fill with the most
disgusting spark of lust, and hatred. He both hated her and wanted, and she
hoped that his hate would always win over, because she didn’t want to know what
would happen if his lust took over.
Many times he would come close, but she’d always
remind him of his hate, before he could do anything. She’d learned to handle
his hate, and made sure that he’d always have a reason to hate her, because
that way, she’d be safe. She didn’t want to lose the one thing that was
uniquely her. She didn’t want to be like all the other slaves who gave up when
he’d find a reason to torture them. During her first years, she quickly learned
how to keep herself safe, while he was doing things to her.
Sunday, 18 May 2014
One More Thing
Another update on my activities. I've finally finished all my assignments for university, so now I have four whole months to do pretty much whatever. So far it's been a weekend, and I've managed to keep myself busy, I've been writing a novel. Yes I'm trying that again, despite the fact I've already taken down "The Shadow's Descent".
However unlike "The Shadow's Descent" I'm not posting chapters in updates. Instead I'm going to write out the whole story, until it's end, because if I don't the inspiration will leave me and like all the stories that I've tried to do before, I won't finish it. So it will be a while before I'll upload the new blog, and upload the story, which will be in chapters, because I'm cruel that way.
Don't worry, each chapter will be refined and edited, to make it as special as possible, and hopefully it won't be so full of cheese and fluff as some of the stories I've done in the past - I've been reading fan fiction, and those who know the website, know what I'm talking about - and hopefully it will be readable. Although I'm not sure how long the novel will be, the chapters will be quite long, because I'm writing it in Word Document, and since the novel's inception on Friday night, I'm still at chapter 2, so yes it's going to be quite long, and I may perhaps split it into two.
I've already worked out the summary and details, all that's left is for me to write it, and the details of such will be on this blog instead of the story blogs, and I will post links to it, on each of them, i.e. there will be a link to the blog on the different pages of this blog, and the link of this blog will be on the different pages of the other blogs. So hopefully, if I don't screw this up, there will be a novel or a series for this new story.
Don't forget, I will also be posting up reviews of any film I've watch, but I believe those will be few and far between as right now I may not be able to visit the cinema in a while...no money and well...no time really...
But for now I will tease you with the prologue of this new story, and it's title...I'll work on the cover image, but for now, please bear with this little snippet:
However unlike "The Shadow's Descent" I'm not posting chapters in updates. Instead I'm going to write out the whole story, until it's end, because if I don't the inspiration will leave me and like all the stories that I've tried to do before, I won't finish it. So it will be a while before I'll upload the new blog, and upload the story, which will be in chapters, because I'm cruel that way.
Don't worry, each chapter will be refined and edited, to make it as special as possible, and hopefully it won't be so full of cheese and fluff as some of the stories I've done in the past - I've been reading fan fiction, and those who know the website, know what I'm talking about - and hopefully it will be readable. Although I'm not sure how long the novel will be, the chapters will be quite long, because I'm writing it in Word Document, and since the novel's inception on Friday night, I'm still at chapter 2, so yes it's going to be quite long, and I may perhaps split it into two.
I've already worked out the summary and details, all that's left is for me to write it, and the details of such will be on this blog instead of the story blogs, and I will post links to it, on each of them, i.e. there will be a link to the blog on the different pages of this blog, and the link of this blog will be on the different pages of the other blogs. So hopefully, if I don't screw this up, there will be a novel or a series for this new story.
Don't forget, I will also be posting up reviews of any film I've watch, but I believe those will be few and far between as right now I may not be able to visit the cinema in a while...no money and well...no time really...
But for now I will tease you with the prologue of this new story, and it's title...I'll work on the cover image, but for now, please bear with this little snippet:
The Last of the Dreamers
Prologue
Three violet figures stood
sentinel in a small purple-grassed clearing. They were waiting, watching as the
tall, white and silver figure stepped up a small pedestal, with a podium
attached. On the podium was a large bronze bowl, filled to the brim with silver
liquid, so clear and still, it reflected the moonlight that shone through the
entwining branches of the silver crystal trees that surrounded them. The figure
stood in front of the bowl bent low, looking intently at the silver liquid, her
midnight blue hair the only thing visible, which flowed past her hood.
“My lady, can it be true?” A
musical voice asked. One of the violet-robed figures stepped forward, lowering
her hood to reveal a woman, with sky blue hair, eyes bright as amethysts, and
skin as pale as snow, “Are we really dying?”
The figure standing at the bowl
sighed, and straightened, she turned towards the woman, “Unfortunately Skeesa,
it is. The Crystal Forest of Dreams is dying.” She said ominously. There was a
collective gasps from the three figures.
“Surely there is a way to save
the forest, Lady Ilya.” One of the other two figures asked, this voice was
male. As he spoke he lowered his hood,
to reveal the lithe figure of a man, whose long hair was silver as the moon,
and eyes as blue as the ocean.
The last figure also lowered its
hood, revealing long dark lavender hair, and diamond coloured eyes, her voice
was as smooth as the liquid in the bowl, “It cannot end this way my lady. Is
there anything we can do?”
Lady Ilya sighed again, and
lowered her hood, revealing the soft waves of her midnight blue hair, and dark
indigo eyes that seemed to pierce the soul, “No Mael, there is nothing we can
do. All we can do is wait.” She turned towards the middle figure, “Avarox, saddle
my horse, as soon as you can, I ride for Irenia before dawn.”
The one called Skeesa frowned,
“My lady, so early, why?”
Ilya turned towards Skeesa,
“There is much to do. A line has been crossed, and only one path remains open
now, only time will tell whether or not the forest can be saved, but time is of
the essence. If I don’t leave now, perhaps this path will close too.
Nevertheless, I must ride to Irenia, it is vital I intercede now.” She stepped
down from the pedestal and walked over towards the remaining two figures, as
Avarox had left to ready his lady’s horse.
Mael cautiously asked, “How long
will you be gone my lady?”
Ilya turned towards her, “It is
uncertain Mael. However I hope to return before the end of the month, my
presence may be needed. If I do not return, summon the Kayn. The creatures of
this forest must be protected; we do not want the curse that is Davaron to take
them too.”
The two women bowed to Ilya,
marking her departure, and spoke as one, “Yes my lady. It will be as you say.”
Without another word Ilya left
the clearing, after Avarox. Not looking back. Ilya stepped lightly but
determinedly towards the future, hoping beyond hope that she wasn’t too late.
ENJOY!!! ^^
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
Last Riddle - Given and Taken
So here's last week's riddle.
And I'm guessing no one actually wanted to guess, and because of the lack of responses to these riddles, I'll be ending them with this one. So the 10th and last riddle is this:
And I'm guessing no one actually wanted to guess, and because of the lack of responses to these riddles, I'll be ending them with this one. So the 10th and last riddle is this:
It is made,
It is given,
It is a bond,
That can't be broken,
To break it,
Means unhappiness,
To keep it,
Is utter bliss.
You probably guessed it, but it was:
A Vow.
No reason, just thought it up...Ok so the next few weeks I'll just be posting up random sayings, as well as rants. Unless you want more riddles, COMMENT! That is all I ask. Good day!
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