The Diary Of Dusek UrbanAlone...this is the word that sticks in my head....Alone that's What I'll always be....I have thiscurse....They all say it's a gift but It isn't at all....My So called Gift....It Kills people.I can overload People's mind with my powers, The catch is it usually kills my victims.Before I could control it i used to kill so many without even trying....I Killed My own Father...I honestly Didn't mean to But I was so happy and I guess i overloaded him with my powersand....he...well...he died...I don't Want to hurt anyone else....I am a monsterI KillI should be hatedBut these People tell me I am a gift That I can save people.....Heh....What A Load of Crap....I'm not meant to be LovedI Can't be around HumansThey say they've found others like me.That I'd like To see A bunch of Monsters Destroying Each other....And The world on top of that.Either Way they don't Even know what They're up against.... What They've Done.....Co tyto lidského odpadu.- Dusek Urban.
Ahmed: The Free WindCHAOS FRAGMENT 1The sound Of Rustling wind kicked up in the air, I tilted my head back enjoying The little bit of Peace in this chaotic world we were thrown into. I jumped, nearly falling off the edge when a pair of large tanned hands placed themselves on my shoulders. "marhaba,Lucie." Ahmeds quiet voice called, I had forgotten that he was a wind vender, Correction...I had forgot that we WAS the wind. He was like the wind in every way, His soft, light, voice that reminded me of the Breeze, They way that he walked with such grace almost as if he was floating and his personality was mysterious and calm. He looked at me his Hazel hues stared into my soul. " Did I scare you?" he murmured, his fingers caressed my arm lightly, He Always treated me so kindly, Ahmed was from the Damascus safeguard, He wore a keffiyeh Upon his Head, he was Muslim so it was Tradition, besides it suited him well. I remember the first time i meet him...the words he greeted me with still fresh in my mind..."
Mindgames A connor FanficM I N D G A M E S → Connor / Ratohnhake:ton-------------------------------------------------------------It was a normal day like no other in Mohawk Valley, A young Girl Bolted thru the forest, her fire red locks blowing in the wind like a flame, she wore what looked to be mens clothes but she was obviously a women, her feet wove in and out of tree Branches and Logs on the forest floor her eyes dogging back and forth between the forest in front of her and the path she had taken behind her, the sounds of British soldier's could be heard in the distance but they were becoming louder by the second, The girl stopped...A young boy who looked to be about 17 years old lay in the tall grass bow and arrow in hand, His eye on the pray, A white tailed deer, the girl interested Scaled a near by tree and perched her self on the branch nearest to him to watch the boy hunt his Pray, The boy pulled back his arrow and it flew forward and just like that the deer was down, the young boy jumped up
A few words of Mohawk for Assassin's creed 3 fansA few Mohawk words for Assassin's creed 3 fans!Konoronhkwa = I love youtsitsho = Foxakweks = EagleKwe = HelloNia:wen = Thank youOnhka ni:se = Who are you?I:i = MeO:nen = GoodbyeSatahonhsatat = ListenTa:non = AndTohsa sata:ti = Don't TalkTha'tesato:tat = Be quiteKi:ken = ThisOnhka ki:ken = Who is ThisKa'wahse = Where are you going?Enwa:ton ken - May I?Kwe Kwe. Skennenko:wa ken? = Hello. How are you?Ianeratie' ken? = Is it going well?Skennenko:wa = I'm fineSkennenko:wa. Ok ni:se'? = I'm fine, and you?Naho:ten iesa:iats? = what is YOUR name?Naho:ten ronwa:iats? = what is HIS name?Naho:ten iontatiats? = what is HER name?Naho:ten ronwati:iats? = What is THEIR name?Wa:ri iontiats. = My name is______Ko:r ronwa:iats.= His name is______Arisawe iontatiats = her name is _____ronwati:iats = Their Name is _______O:nen = GoodbyeSa'nikonhraien:tas ken? = Do you understand?Onhka thi? = Who's that?Kanenna'ke:ne = FallAkohsera:ke = WinterKakwite:ne = SpringAkenhnha:ke
Happiness?Happiness is like a butterfly it floats around from person to person, Coming and going from this moment to the next. Sometimes happiness chooses to stay but not for long, sometimes not more than a day.Happiness is like rays of Golden sunshine That caress your life and make it much easier to to live in this Greedy World. Happiness is deceitful and Cruel, it leaves as quickly as it came and sometimes what made you happy ultimately hurts you.But happiness is wonderful, happiness is glee, happiness is bliss and something you'll never want to miss.
the real me Melanie CoteHello I'm Melanie Cote i am here to tell you about myself so here it goes.....1. i am a french canadien living in western Canada, my fathers from Quebec, my mom from B.C i am not a separtist but i do love Quebec and want more people to resepct Quebecand the french people and the language. >3
goodbye my beloved Quebeci have and always will love my dear Quebec, my love may be silly but still i do truly only love you. Others may try to love me to but still i only love you. You were always so kind to me as a child so still i do, i do truly love you. Wish to relieve your stress but i am merely a human so delicate and fragile i am. I wish i could be be your side now but i am to far to even hear your voice. I wish to hug you now but you've forgotten i exist. Those soft brown eyes i could get lost in but sadly no longer can i look into them. so Goodbye my dear Quebec we shall meet again when i am grown up and ready again. Goodbye my forever beloved Quebec.