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100 PoH...'Light' n 'Dark'
‘Light’
It took only a breath, a gasping breath like the kind one would make after holding their lungs closed for an eternity, and the old man opened his eyes. His aching hands ceased throbbing, his swelling in his back calmed, and soon, he realized, he was his old self.
He could move without creaking. He had muscle tone. Even his dried, prune-ish face had smoothed. He was young again. A broad grin stretched from ear to ear, and he used his cane as a dancing implement instead of a crutch.
Spinning on the heels of his shoes, the gunslinger held the cane close to him, and danced. Happily, he used the cane’s handle and lifted the Fedora from his head, and tossed it in the air, catching it on his head crookedly when it came down.
For several minutes, he was in pure bliss, nothing could phase him. Slowly though, reality returned, and the soldier stopped dancing. The well dressed thirty year old looked out and took it all in. In his immediate surroundings, the world was bright
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Literature
100 Psalms of Hilt... 'Love'
‘Love’
Not every story begins with love. Not every story ends in love… but worlds, none-the-less, are built on love. The mysteries of the universe can’t always be explained by mere words. Sometimes, experiences have to be shared to be understood…
He walked along the worn path; overgrown trees on either side, a murky stream followed the long, unknown trail for miles. The narrow walkway was straight, it didn’t curve or meander; unlike the stream beside it.
The elderly gentleman walked with a cane, enjoying the cool breeze against his aged face. The slight haunch in his back looked like he’d been through a lot in his life, the aged look of a man with a hundred years of walking stoop shouldered, with a heavy weight on his back.
The man stared into the dark, black water as he slowly walked up the escarpment. Images of his past flowed with the stream, changing in the water just like it would on a big screen. From child hood and on, he watched the images cha
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Literature
100 Psalms of Hilt: Intro
‘Introduction’
HILT: Unwitting Soldier of TAME
The darkness turned orange around his hand as he flicked the flat, silver lighter against his pant leg. Raising it to the cigarette in his lips, he puffed. As he breathed, the nicotine flavor began to coat his lips, and slowly the paper around the tip of the ‘smoke’ burned.
It took him about a dozen cigarettes later, but eventually the night sky began to change colors and dawn slowly approached. A single ray of light crest over the horizon, cutting a slice out of the world as it snaked it’s pathway towards the man in the trench coat and wide brimmed hat.
Hilt stood at the edge of the canyon, his coat fluttering in the early morning breeze. The warm air caressed his face, the smoke from his cigarette trailing in the wind. Behind him, the icy waste concluded rather briefly, footprints in the snowy patch lead towards the visitor. They met a rocky outcrop and faded into a long field of short grass.
The field stretched
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Literature
Spirit of the Basilisks
Spirit of the Basilisks
By Jesse Spinella
For four fighters who have been thrown into the midst of the ancient Holy-Land, they’ve discovered that the great creatures that once lived there have vanished under mysterious circumstances. The powerful force behind their deaths has returned, and forced the spirit world into submission to work for them. The ancient Basilisks have come back, and are now threatening the King’s brother’s home city of Rope-town.
When they discover the ancient clan that once controlled these creatures have been murdered, all hope is lost until a child is discovered in the frozen hills on the outskirts of town. As the mortified child sits in a comatose state, it’s up to the four soldiers sent by the King to find out a way to bring the child around; for only she knows the secrets of her family and how to save thousands of innocent lives from the dangerous Spirit of the Basilisks…
Chapter One: The Obelisk Pass
Like scales rippli
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Literature
Stone Showers 4
Stone Showers
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The awkward horseshoe sat down in a remote section of forest, and Tobias switched off his electronics ever so carefully. Detaching from the airplane and rejoining the normal world again was almost as gut wrenching as a high G turn at break neck speeds. When he touched the forest floor, he vomited, collapsing in a haze of electronic backwash.
Awaking hours later, he noted that the sun had crested and the dusk sky was in hand. A cockroach sat on his chest, its small antennae twitching. The pilot carefully used two fingers and flicked it across the forest floor. His skin crawled. Standing on shaky limbs, Stone made his way through the thick underbrush, and found a clearing.
Surrounded by thicket, a modest home sat dormant. Blackened windows, a locked front entryway, an old, empty stable. Tobias stood at the threshold of the clearing, and watched. Memories returning to him that he thought were lost forever.
Stepping tentatively towards the empty home, the pilot felt maroon
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Literature
Stone Showers 3
Stone Showers
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Tobias’ craft continued to power on, and as he connected the computer to the hangar doors before him, the ship began to rise from the floor. The long, rectangular doors lit up, and a loud pop released them from their locked position. As they opened, Tobias examined the inventory on board, annoyed that he hadn’t the time to load ammunition. The Fat Man would get a good portion of supplies back; he felt jipped.
As Shadow-hawk rose from the floor, he accelerated, and left the security of the hangar bay, “good bye Dynasty Hotel.” The computer twittered playfully. Turning his attention to the afternoon ahead, he refocused his thoughts inward. In a serious tone, he addressed his next concern, “sir, I will require a linkage to your CNC.”
Tobias looked perplexed, “my what?”
“Your central nervous cortex. It’s the basis for my computer regeneration power.”
“Um, okay, how do I –”
The computer interrupted,
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Literature
Rapture Nation ch 2 and 3
By Jesse Spinella
03/10/08
2
Stepping into the parking structure was like something out of a science fiction novel. Nick made his way to the adjacent balcony and soaked in the sights. Airships by the hundreds sailed the skies at different altitudes. Small hovering jets scooted through the atmosphere in different lanes beneath the great ships, and beautiful skyscrapers, not shaped like anything the Professor had seen before, dotted the skyscape.
The architecture was unfamiliar to the scientist as he felt the warm breeze brush by him. Studying the layout of the city at this height, he watched in awe the dimension, and the skill that was used to build the island.
Aqueducts stretched around the city and through it like old Rome, and ended at gigantic arches that seemed to mark the ports on all sides of the island; or at least the three that he could see before him. They reminded him of the St. Louis Arch, and he surmised that they were perhaps monuments to possible explorers that ei
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Literature
Rapture Nation ch 1
By Jesse Spinella
03/06/08
1
“It began like all great innovations, by accident. I triggered a small ripple of space-time in a test tube. The electrostatic material of the tube pulled the ripple in from the adjacent rift. As it sat in my centrifuge, the phenomenon grew. The additional gravity added to the rift’s power, and enlarged the lattice to encompass a four foot section of my laboratory.
Soon, the structure of the rift was large enough to measure with the naked eye. I could study it with various equipment, take readings and formulate my data simply by observing. Months passed, and there was no change. One afternoon however, I went into my lab, and discovered Maestro.”
“Maestro?” Asked the confused millionaire.
“Oh, sorry, he’s my adopted cat.”
“Ah,” came the disregarding reply.
“I’d never had a cat before that day. He just showed up”
The man sitting adjacent to the professor stared intently at his face, as if
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Literature
Rapture Nation prelude
By Jesse Spinella
03/02/08
Prelude
The scientist walked down the hallway, his lab the only thing he had left. Divorce had taken away his children, his house, and his car. He had to take public transportation…something he didn’t relish. Passing an unmade cot nestled in a small nook he headed for the door. Pulling off his lab coat, he traded it for a normal jacket, and breezed through the doorway.
“Morning Nick!” Waved his neighbor.
The quiet commercial sector spread out along a cul-de-sac, wrapped around by heavy brick buildings. Tall, skinny trees dotted the spaces between the buildings, some soaring high above the buildings themselves. Nick ignored the greeting on his way towards the bus stop, he didn’t have time for chit chat.
The preoccupied man hustled, and soon boarded the bus just as it parked and the door opened. Taking a hand rail, he stood along the forward section, and waited with the other passengers, not eager to get to his stop. But this
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Literature
Stone Showers 2
Stone Showers
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For the final hand Tobias took his time, plotting and strategizing, making every move count. Every tweak of the dice as he shook them from the little wooden cup was calculated for optimum efficiency. While the two worked out the last hand, they failed to notice the news report behind the bar, “Well, I’m in for 3,000.”
“Three?” The Fat Man queried, “Why don’t you make it six?” Holographic coin rose in the pile, stacking higher on the table.
Tobias’ right eyebrow rose, his head nodded, “Okay, I call. Six it is.” Studying the dice values before him, he calculated the odds of winning his hand. With three numbers, he rolled less than forty five, but anything ten and above would give him the hand. Mike had two twenties visible, and that wasn’t a good sign. Four twenties would be an instant hand winner, and he’d loose no matter what he rolled; but the odds favored him rolling a ten or above, “so, you have a
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Literature
Stone Showers 1
Stone Showers
By Jesse Spinella
Synopsis:
Between bounty hunters and freelance pilots, Tobias Stone has his hands full. But add in maniacal warlords, contracted PI’s, a vindictive reporter, and astute law enforcement officials who are all on the hunt for the framed mass murderer, and Tobias Stone is fighting for his very existence.
Welcome to the world of Grito
A Science Fiction, Murder Mystery…
Stone Showers
1
Sagebrush, tall skies, clouds, a failing sun. As the evening star dropped below heavy white clouds, the sky began to change color. The blue gradually became purple, orange then red, and finally settled into dusk. Soon, the wind pushed the clouds away and the clear skies betrayed an alien sky.
It could have been Earth; the binary star, the yellow light, even the sagebrush all gave the impression of a Terran world. But the truth of the matter appeared evident as the world’s four moons came out for the evening.
They each waxed or waned according to their position on
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Literature
Jedi Amongst The Trees
Jedi Amongst The Trees
By Jesse Spinella
Ch 1: Two Brothers
The Wookie grunted something inaudible as he knelt and sniffed the fresh, muddy foot print on the colossal wood deck. The platform, attached to a great tree beside him, blended against forest backdrop. The seven foot eight hominid kept his Ryyk Blade at the ready; his eyes darting all about. His shaggy light brown fur had a yellow streak down his back; sliced like a sharp angular gash. The war paint matched the diagonal on the Wookie’s face.
Ibble used his acute eyesight to focus across the trees; in this remote wood, the old deck followed a grouping of ancient Tyradt Oaks, the old lumber jutted seemingly forever into the canopy above.
About a hundred feet away, following parallel to Ibble’s path, his brother Xahn paced him on a matching portico. On the prowl, the Wookie juveniles made hand gestures to communicate contact.
The weapon Ibble carried had a sharp blade the length of his forearm attached to a perpendicula
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westernphilosopher Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2009  Professional Filmographer
Thanks much for the fave. :) And congrats on the lawn mowing!!
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chiyokins Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2008  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for adding my Monty Python stamp to your favorites! :hug: I really appreciate it.
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AkiaSahara Featured By Owner May 27, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow! thank you sooooo much for all the favs and the watch! =D :glomp:
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lappy486 Featured By Owner May 28, 2008
Oh yea, you have great stuff. :)
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