Makalani

 Canto 1 ‘The darkness was suffocating,Silent he stood, ruminatingOn what he knew would soon begin,On what he’d done and what he’d beenWhich would repeat upon the bell:A damning or redeeming knell.Cries rose beyond the double gateSome filled with love, but most with hate,Cursing to death or cheering onThe...

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 Long ago, and with little reason but an interest in making something fun, Samuel the Ranger was created.However, Samuel's maker had little skill and less experience, so it was not long before Samuel broke, first his bow, then his sword, then one-by-one most of his limbs crumbled away. One...

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 Prologue I, Emindor VII, son of Emindor VI from the line of Arathar Emindoran, climbed the slopes of Varradraen to find the answers I sought. The way was long and steep, encumbered by sharp, slick stones with only a few gnarled trees and bushes to stay the bitter...

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 Simplicity or complexityWhich do you prefer? ...

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 Wait for me! Please don’t go, it won’t be long now. I promise, you’ll see me more than just a little brown speck of dirt. No – my heart is much more than that. But wait and see! It’ll come, with the rain, and sunlight, and birdsong. Each...

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 And your brain says, “Get up.” To which your body replies, “No.” At which your heart says, “You know you should.” This causing your subconscious to interject, “But we’re at the best part in the dream!” Which, in turn, finally prompts your brain to say, “If you don’t...

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 Which one do you like better? ...

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 A similar concept to triangle mosaics, but with free-form, free-drawn shapes.(1)(2)(3)2 hours ...

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 Sitting down, you wonder what to write about. The blanket of fresh, pearl-white snow outside? The feeling of satisfaction you have when you read your old stories and see how far you’ve come? The very thought that you really should be writing something? How about those school assignments...

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You know how the quote goes: “If you think you are mentally ill, you are not; if you think everyone else is, you are.” Does it work the same way with being right and wrong? How about when your mom jumps down your throat for preparing supper not...

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 Using Microsoft Presentation and only triangles with a rectangular black background, this mosaic took about 8 hours of work spread in intervals of over a week.It is not polished, but a first 'draft'.Improved updates may be given at a later date. ...

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See me peering through the letters That are swarming down this page. See me struggle in the fetters Of my Muse’s authored cage: ‘O’s are manacles, and ‘T’ The cross-bar braced by double-‘V’; ‘C’s are chains linked to a ‘Q’ Which is the keyless lock I drew; ‘L’s...

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The locks are rusty, dusty, old; The clocks are heavy, gilt in gold, But the gold is tarnished And the ticking heart-beat stilled. The oak mantle, once varnished, Is scratched and termite-filled. The walls are dingy, dusty, gray; The portrait colors fade away, For the many windows Lost...

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Death to my dreams – what terrible beauty! What tear-wrenching sorrow and soul-thrilling joy To think that contentment could be my first duty, Submitting my will to the Father’s employ. Death to ambition – can I comprehend it? Release the self-missions which kindle my soul? Yes, let them...

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  Within my Muse’s back bedroom there stands a bed and chair, A table and a lampstand – paper scattered everywhere. And in the darkest corner, so as to be no eyesore, There looms the shadowed outline of my Muse’s closet door. Behind that door, wrapped up in...

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  You told yourself that you were going to write something happy for once. Guess it wasn’t meant to turn out that way. Somehow, as you made the resolve to talk about something beautiful, life decided for you. It decided that no, you would not talk about beauty,...

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 (created in Microsoft Presentation using triangles. 1-hour) ...

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 Race Against Time You race against time, But do not expect to beat it. The faster you climb, The sooner you’ll come to meet it. For once you’re in prime You feel the strength to defeat it. Don’t bet on a dime, Your power won’t even bleed it....

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It was pleasant, in a twisted sort of way. It made the muscles thrill as neurons sent flickering darts up to the brain swifter than an automatic machine-gun. Also a pleasant feeling, not that Lang could feel his brain – that is scientifically impossible – but that his...

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 The Run Open the tunnel and I will run gladly, Perhaps even madly The long, winding way. Show me the door and I will pass through it, For I am a poet Looking for the day. Long is the tunnel, and very unsteady My feet fall. So leady...

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