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Andie and blogger♥
 Tuesday, June 30, 2009
OMG!!! I thought that I'd never see this wonderful place ever again!!!! lolz
I was trying to log into blogger to show you people the addition to my story. The new one which I wanted to sound deep...well it doesn't sound deep but I tried my best lolz and then anyways when I tried logging in, I couldn't log in!!! IT kept saying that my password was wrong and then I thought it was coz I made a google account. I made a google account thinking that I'd be able to upload my youtube video there in google video but then I couldn't anyways and then yerr I thought it was coz I had a google account and I have a different password for that and blogger uses your google account to log you in so I used the other password but instead of being able to access my blogs it showed me how to make a blog. And then I changed the e mail which the google account was using and transferred it to another e mail coz I thought that if I did that then everything would become normal again. And so I changed the e mail and then tried it again and then I realized that I was using the wrong e mail add all along!!! O_O okay maybe you don't understand what I just said....but err...yeah...it has been a wacky day!
Enjoy the story :D hopefully you'll enjoy...you better enjoy!!! lolz jks jks
Her name was Ophelia. A face once filled with aspirations, none of which were attainable. A young maiden she was. Young and in love but that love could not be returned for the moon loved a man who shone brighter than any star. His heart fiery and blissful, if in contrast with the moon, the moon was dull. His name was Caleb. The star that shone brighter than any other star had already given away his heart to another. It was given to her only friend. What could she, whom was young and naïve do? Her jealousy consumed her, bit by bit, little by little; the moon once as bright and as beautiful as the star, had twisted her heart and gave into the sun. The sun was the only source of light she had, so she reached for her asylum, slowly turning her love into hate.
Ophelia’s mother was cold. She did not tend to Ophelia nor cared for her. Ophelia often wondered what her mother was doing behind the apothecary. Often she heard chants in strange languages that she could not understand. She remembered an instance of her mother scribbling on the wooden floorboards of what looked like alchemy. Her mother’s eyes were blank, fully black. The thought that there was something strange about her mother had frightened her but despite that, her mother was like the sun to her. She needed her and now that she had sought after haven from her mother, traditions were kept and Ophelia was thought Alchemy- dark magic.
One day, Ophelia finally found the courage to speak her love to him. She asked him to come to her house, told him that it was vital. But Caleb did not reciprocate in any way. He spoke words of love for his one and only, Meredith- Ophelia’s best friend. That very day, they were to be wed. Ophelia did not endorse in their romance and the jealousy that she had inside could no longer be veiled to be thought to be nonexistent. Her fingers gripped at his neck. She could feel the skin between her pink fingers. His eyes were bloodshot. Her reflection on his eyes was not human. For a short moment her mind was blank but still a sinister yet satisfying sensation could not help but seep into her. A glimpse of her old self had taken over. Ophelia stood before him. He was stiff, finger marks still visible on his neck. She stood in horror, perturbed by her actions. What had she done? She took the knife from her mother’s apothecary and took her life.
Meredith who was left standing on the altar anxiously waited for her happy ever after. Had he abandoned her? She searched for him everywhere and found Ophelia. She was lying on the ground, pale. Beside her was the body of a groom. Her heart felt heavy. Her best friend and her love were not by her any longer. She saw the knife concealed underneath a pool of blood. She lied down between them. She shut her eyes and caressed the knife lovingly…slowly pushed it unto her stomach. At that very moment Meredith stood up. She smiled menacingly at Meredith. “How could you Ophelia?” Meredith spoke softly with a grunt. “I’m not Ophelia anymore.” She stepped on the knife, finally ending Meredith’s pain.
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According to legend The County of Cruentus Silva was once a place filled with darkness. Dark Magic was practiced all around the county. Magic users were prosecuted through the worst possible deaths known to man. They were battered with whips, burnt by scolding water, starved and spat on. And after experiencing such torturous affliction they were either burnt or their heads were slowly cut and then deposited unto a wooden stake. Children who were suspected of practicing Dark Magic had a less gruesome treatment. They were sent to hangman’s noose which was considered merciful. Eventually Dark Magic was no longer known in the county. The county was no longer feared and more visitors started to settle, making the county much more populated. The county was surrounded by many trees that had crimson barks hence the name Cruentus Silva, meaning Blood Forest. Aside from the several trees surrounding the county, over 13 forests were also nearby.
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www.youtube.com/user/AndieMortis
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I love life for everything it brings- family, friends and love
I'm a youth for Christ! YFC yeahhboii~
J.R.R Tolkien is a genius :)
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hearts and crosses
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 Become a singer-songwriter lol aiming high much?
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Andie and blogger♥
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
OMG!!! I thought that I'd never see this wonderful place ever again!!!! lolz
I was trying to log into blogger to show you people the addition to my story. The new one which I wanted to sound deep...well it doesn't sound deep but I tried my best lolz and then anyways when I tried logging in, I couldn't log in!!! IT kept saying that my password was wrong and then I thought it was coz I made a google account. I made a google account thinking that I'd be able to upload my youtube video there in google video but then I couldn't anyways and then yerr I thought it was coz I had a google account and I have a different password for that and blogger uses your google account to log you in so I used the other password but instead of being able to access my blogs it showed me how to make a blog. And then I changed the e mail which the google account was using and transferred it to another e mail coz I thought that if I did that then everything would become normal again. And so I changed the e mail and then tried it again and then I realized that I was using the wrong e mail add all along!!! O_O okay maybe you don't understand what I just said....but err...yeah...it has been a wacky day!
Enjoy the story :D hopefully you'll enjoy...you better enjoy!!! lolz jks jks
Her name was Ophelia. A face once filled with aspirations, none of which were attainable. A young maiden she was. Young and in love but that love could not be returned for the moon loved a man who shone brighter than any star. His heart fiery and blissful, if in contrast with the moon, the moon was dull. His name was Caleb. The star that shone brighter than any other star had already given away his heart to another. It was given to her only friend. What could she, whom was young and naïve do? Her jealousy consumed her, bit by bit, little by little; the moon once as bright and as beautiful as the star, had twisted her heart and gave into the sun. The sun was the only source of light she had, so she reached for her asylum, slowly turning her love into hate.
Ophelia’s mother was cold. She did not tend to Ophelia nor cared for her. Ophelia often wondered what her mother was doing behind the apothecary. Often she heard chants in strange languages that she could not understand. She remembered an instance of her mother scribbling on the wooden floorboards of what looked like alchemy. Her mother’s eyes were blank, fully black. The thought that there was something strange about her mother had frightened her but despite that, her mother was like the sun to her. She needed her and now that she had sought after haven from her mother, traditions were kept and Ophelia was thought Alchemy- dark magic.
One day, Ophelia finally found the courage to speak her love to him. She asked him to come to her house, told him that it was vital. But Caleb did not reciprocate in any way. He spoke words of love for his one and only, Meredith- Ophelia’s best friend. That very day, they were to be wed. Ophelia did not endorse in their romance and the jealousy that she had inside could no longer be veiled to be thought to be nonexistent. Her fingers gripped at his neck. She could feel the skin between her pink fingers. His eyes were bloodshot. Her reflection on his eyes was not human. For a short moment her mind was blank but still a sinister yet satisfying sensation could not help but seep into her. A glimpse of her old self had taken over. Ophelia stood before him. He was stiff, finger marks still visible on his neck. She stood in horror, perturbed by her actions. What had she done? She took the knife from her mother’s apothecary and took her life.
Meredith who was left standing on the altar anxiously waited for her happy ever after. Had he abandoned her? She searched for him everywhere and found Ophelia. She was lying on the ground, pale. Beside her was the body of a groom. Her heart felt heavy. Her best friend and her love were not by her any longer. She saw the knife concealed underneath a pool of blood. She lied down between them. She shut her eyes and caressed the knife lovingly…slowly pushed it unto her stomach. At that very moment Meredith stood up. She smiled menacingly at Meredith. “How could you Ophelia?” Meredith spoke softly with a grunt. “I’m not Ophelia anymore.” She stepped on the knife, finally ending Meredith’s pain.
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According to legend The County of Cruentus Silva was once a place filled with darkness. Dark Magic was practiced all around the county. Magic users were prosecuted through the worst possible deaths known to man. They were battered with whips, burnt by scolding water, starved and spat on. And after experiencing such torturous affliction they were either burnt or their heads were slowly cut and then deposited unto a wooden stake. Children who were suspected of practicing Dark Magic had a less gruesome treatment. They were sent to hangman’s noose which was considered merciful. Eventually Dark Magic was no longer known in the county. The county was no longer feared and more visitors started to settle, making the county much more populated. The county was surrounded by many trees that had crimson barks hence the name Cruentus Silva, meaning Blood Forest. Aside from the several trees surrounding the county, over 13 forests were also nearby.
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Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.-- Shari R. Barr
Attack life, it's going to kill you anyway. -- Steven Coallier
And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.-- Abraham Lincoln
The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. -- Anonymous
OOh and my personal favorite ;)
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery but today is a gift. That is why it is called 'present'. --Master Wu gui!!!
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