Serenity-Angel

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End of Chapter One -Revisited- by Serenity-Angel, literature

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End of Chapter One -Revisited-

“I can’t believe someone was in my room last night!” Spoke a girl with auburn hair and citrine eyes, though now wearing dark blue jeans, embroidered from the left side of her back side down her leg ending around her knee in a pattern that looked almost like smoke or what wind would look like if it had color. On top of it she wore a long sleeve, stark white turtleneck that seemed to be three sizes too big for her but strangely looked good on her all the same. “How could they have gotten in? Didn’t you lock your door?” Said her friend who appeared to be around 5’4” with bright blond hair only going down

The Shower Scene -Revisited- by Serenity-Angel, literature

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The Shower Scene -Revisited-

“Water!” I yell lurching from my bed gasping for the air I had been deprived of in sleep. After several moments of breathing heavily and staring at nothing in particular I regained some of my senses and very little breath control. I glanced around my room and finally after a good 4 minutes or so of glancing at every little detail of my room decided that yes, it was in fact my room and I was very much alive and safe. Placing my hand on my chest I tried to regain a little more control and fell back onto my pillow and closed my eyes. Breathing in and out slowly, trying to force my breathing to remain controlled, my heart beat faster.

Painting -Revisited- by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Painting -Revisited-

Green. An entire field of green. I see it but I feel certain it’s not real. It stretches out assumably farther then I can see, dotted with little flowers of dark purple and blue. It was a field of green that was greener then any green I had ever seen. I had heard of places looking like this but had never seen a land like this even in my own thoughts. On the horizon and stretching out above the land and myself was a sky of lavender and maroon mixed with midnight blue but not in the way of sunset or sunrise. It was instead like a mad painter was striking a canvas at random with his brush. Letting the scattered pieces of sunset and sunri

The 7th Door -Revisited- by Serenity-Angel, literature

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The 7th Door -Revisited-

I wake with a start. My eyes jut open and I am blinded by sunlight and close my eyes quickly in response. I’m breathing heavily and can hear my fan above me whirling incessantly. The gentle hum of my computer mocks my pitiful attempt to sleep. A bird chirps outside my window making a muffled noise from the waves penetrating my window to get to my ears. I want to shoot all three for making noise. I slowly roll to my left and try to open my eyes just enough to see the time. 9:17am says my clock in not so many words and I close my eyes again. I don’t want to get up and I can’t stop thinking about that dream. I try and r

Blood Angel -Revisited- by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Blood Angel -Revisited-

His scream of agony annoy me. I pull my sword out of him slowly, letting him watch. I find myself guilty of an unsteady hand as I do this deed and am pleasantly surprised to find myself enjoying his pain. He is a reptilian in race. Much like a cross between a lizard and a man; ugly as sin with matching breath and a complimenting personality. He was a strong one but all fall and most not to their better. Most would tell you I was skilled or a master with my sword but I will correct them all now – I am lucky. Overwhelmingly lucky. His arms are broken and his tail cut off. His legs are fine but his lower vertebrae isn't. Nothin

Story part nine - Running by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part nine - Running

After some time of walking toward where I could now only assume was the center of the forest seeing as, on my own request, the paths were now gone, and I was too far in to see which way to go to exit the forest. I sit down under a tree. "You know, I really would think there would be more insects, though, I'm really glad there aren't. Strange that there don't seem to be any, though. Right now where was I going? I don't know, You tell I. You isn't here, ask Myself. Myself is busy, better ask He. That way. Well pointing would be appreciated. Someone is going to take you for a crazy person. You're bigger. We're the same size. Great, N

Story part eight - Forest by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part eight - Forest

I stepped out onto the grass and for the briefest moment was happy. The sun was shining but doing so behind a thick layer of clouds producing a light drizzle upon the grounds. The grounds weren't bright but looked like on another day, a brighter day, they could have been. For now they were soaked through and dark. There were wet statues of granite lining a pathway that branched out at ninety-degree angles and went off in odd, seemingly senseless directions. The pathways were lined with flowers of a myriad of colors, all placed precisely in random spots. Where there weren't flowers, grass could be seen in a dark green, limping over onto i

Story part seven - Forget by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part seven - Forget

"I can't believe someone was in my room last night!" Spoke a girl with auburn hair and citrine eyes, though now wearing dark blue jeans, embroidered from the left side of her back side down her leg ending around her knee in a pattern that looked almost like smoke or what wind would look like if it had color. On top of it she wore a long sleeve, stark white turtleneck that seemed to be three sizes too big for her but strangely looked good on her all the same. "How could they have gotten in? Didn't you lock your door?" Said her friend who appeared to be around 5'4" with bright blond hair only going down to her neck. Her eyes shined

Story part six - Problem by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part six - Problem

I cracked open my door with more care then needed, making sure not to make a sound – not that it could be heard over the roaring of the other students. I exit my room at the same speed I would have had I been being noisy, but with less noise, as to not draw attention. I've been like this long enough to know that if you sneak around in the open, you are drawing attention to yourself. Sneak when isolated and merge with the crowed when not. It's not difficult but people never seem to get it. Their problem, not mine. I walk calmly down the hallway from earlier, now lit with electric lights, even though torches sat, unlit, on the walls.

Story part five - Slow by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part five - Slow

"Water!" I yell sitting bolt upright from my bed gasping for the air I had been deprived of. After several moments of breathing heavily and staring at nothing in particular I regained some of my senses and very little breath control. I glanced around my room and finally after a good 4 minutes of glancing at every little detail of my room decided that yes, it was in fact my room and I was very much alive and safe. Well, alive anyways. Placing my hand on my chest I tried to regain a little more control and fell back onto my pillow and closed my eyes. Breathing in and out slowly, trying to force my breathing to remain controlled, my h

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Story part 1 by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part 1

His scream of agony annoyed me. I pulled my sword out of him slowly letting him watch. I found myself guilty of an unsteady hand as I did this deed and was pleasantly surprised to find myself enjoying his pain. He was a reptilian in race. Much like a cross between a lizard and a man. Ugly as sin and with as bad a breath and a complimenting personality. He was a strong one but all fall and most not to their better. Most would tell you I was skilled or a master with my sword but I will correct them all now. I am lucky. Overwhelmingly lucky. His arms have been broken and his tail cut off. His legs were fine but his lower vertebrae weren't in a

Story part one - Blood Angel by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part one - Blood Angel

Story part two - The 7th Door by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part two - The 7th Door

I woke with a start. My eyes jutted open and I was blinded by sunlight and closed my eyes quickly in response. I'm breathing heavily and can hear my fan above me whirling incessantly. The gentle hum of my computer mocks my pitiful attempt to sleep. A bird chirps outside my window making a muffled noise from the waves penetrating my window to get to my ears. I want to shoot all three for making noise. I slowly roll to my left and try to open my eyes just enough to see the time. 12:17pm says my clock in not so many words and I close my eyes again. I don't want to get up and I can't stop thinking about that dream. I try and recall ev

Story part three - Body Pillow by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part three - Body Pillow

I'm held but not restricted from movement by anything other then my own shear terror as I realize I'm not in the bathroom. I'm staring at the one who holds me, slightly taller then me and far more athletic from the looks. I breathe a sigh of relief and then realize I have no reason to be relieved. She didn't wake up but must have thought I was some sort of body pillow. This girl was about 70in tall and slender, though, now seeing more of her than I had ever prior, still strong. She had auburn hair that went to about the mid section of her back and citrine eyes. She was dressed in a long grey over-shirt and light lemon yellow

Story part four - Painting by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part four - Painting

Green. An entire field of green. I see it but I feel certain it's not real. It stretches out assumably farther then I can see, dotted with little flowers of dark purple and blue. It was a field of green that was greener then any green I had ever seen. I had heard of places looking like this but had never seen a land like this even in my own thoughts. On the horizon and stretching out above the land and myself was a sky of lavender and maroon mixed with midnight blue but not in the way of sunset or sunrise. It was instead like a mad painter was striking a canvas at random with his brush. Letting the scattered pieces of sunset

Story part five - Slow by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part five - Slow

Story part six - Problem by Serenity-Angel, literature

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Story part six - Problem

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Current Residence: Watching you.
Favourite genre of music: Power Metal, Epic Metal, Classical, Opera, Rock, Celtic, etc.
Personal Quote: When in doubt, guess correctly.

Favourite Movies

Princess Bride, Serenity, Fight Club, A Knight's Tale, V for Vendetta, The Boondock Saints

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Blind Guardian, DragonForce, Brand New, Nightwish, Blackmore's Night

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WoW right now but I really love DnD... Too bad no one will play with me...

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Serenity-Angel

Dec 3, 2007

What did the blind man say to the two stones?

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No really. I'm asking. Well finally doing an update. Been meaning to do this for a while now but I've been busier than a jazz piano. When I wrote the other day, as you can guess, I failed on my face which is why nothing is up. NEWS!!! I got my LAPTOP! Vista is not nearly as bad as everyone made it out to be. It's actually not bad at all. I actually quite like it. I'm running home premium. Talking to people at school I've come to the conclusion that people dislike it on principle and not because anyone has any real reason TO dislike it. Nonetheless, My laptop told me her name, Melfina. I didn't want another computer with an anime related nam

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Serenity-Angel

Nov 7, 2007

poke twitch It's still alive!

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Well. Was expecting more responses from last journal but no. Whatever. Last journal is made irrelevant as of the coming of this. Alright, so, Halloween came and passed. I need a scanner to upload pictures. Only have them in Polaroid. I loved my costume. So school is getting a tad bit annoying. Need to do MORE than just computers. Fun at first for the first 6 months. Now I want more. I want a lot more.  Lotses and lotses more. Been reading a lot. Oh, as of mod 3: 4.0 GPA, President's Honors, 100% Attendance. Woot for me. Now why I'm really posting this. I'm gong to try and get through the fear and really write today. I have a bunch of homew

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Serenity-Angel

Oct 27, 2007

Jitters

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Well I've put out all of the -Revisited- series and I'll wait for some peoples opinions to see what I should do with it before I actually put out Chapter 1. Problem with this is I've finally started giving a damn about this story. What does that mean? I can't just write. I don't have writers block, I know what I want to write, I just don't know how I want to write it. Jitters. Now because I'm taking this seriously I'm afraid to screw it up. Before I didn't care at all but still... I don't know. Next installment might take a bit because I have to find a way through this. But yeah, I haven't just disappeared again. ~Serenity-Angel P.S.: Hous

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mew... D; I forgot who you are...

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You are reading Confessor? Ain't that book freakin' awesome? I've read the whole series and am currently re-reading. Sword Of Truth is my favorite book series ever!

Serenity-Angel

Nov 27, 2008

I couldn't agree more. They are by far the best books I have ever read. I'm slowly but surely turning all of my friends on them. I've even turned my mother and a friends mother. Even the friends who claim that I supposedly have bad taste in books have started reading them and I'm sitting there as they wait to get a copy of the next book whispering in their ears, "Told you so." I also like your quote. Recognized it the moment I saw it.

~Serenity-Angel

lzsays

Nov 27, 2008

I've got a brother who's read the books, and another who might start. In fact, it was their infatuation with the Wheel of Time series that prompted me to look for an appropriate counter, as I had no interest in that series whatsoever. Best book search I ever embarked on.

I recognize your quote as well. Love it.

Serenity-Angel

Nov 28, 2008

Wheel of Time and the Sword of Truth series always seem to butt heads for some reason. From what I hear, Sword of Truth is better. Supposedly the Wheel of Time is very good, yes, but the author can't write for girls to save his life (and no, I'm not making any jokes with that). Did Goodkind's books change your life at all? I know it sounds very corny but they did change mine. Changed my entire outlook on life and my own self worth. It wasn't 'til about the 5th or 6th book that change really took place and I owe all of my self worth to the 8th book and the Wizard's Eighth Rule. Did you happen to have any experiences similar to this? I'm really hoping that my friends do. I love my friends and all but god damn most of them could use some value of self.

~Serenity-Angel

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