09-01-2005
22.37 pm
Our heating has broken down and my room is on the East side of the house. My black pen is missing and now I have to use some bad-writing, black glitter gelpen which makes an awful lot of noise. ' Just great!
(0 percententhousiasm)
Nonetheless I've just received my daily burst of inspiration!
(thanks to a stupid song named: I want to be a hippie (and I want to get stoned on marihuana) and its video clip (ever seen a sheep on a scooter? o.O))
desperately looking for a better pen
Found it! PARRRTY :D throws confetti
Little Mushroom with a microphone: "and... START"
Cautious I made my way through the long, stone passage.
All my senses were on the edge.
This job shouldn't be too difficult.
Especially not compared to what I had manage to accomplish before.
Still I was very careful.
You'll never know.
I wouldn't be the first one to get killed by his own recklessness.
To get buried in another ones grave.
My one hand glided along the wet, stone wall.
The other was holding a burning torch firmly in its grip.
It was the only light in this underground darkness
and that faint light was just enough to show me the right path.
The path through what the builder must have seen as a maze.
To me?
To me it was all a game.
Just another architect who thought to be original.
I laughed inside myself.
"At the most a little entertainment."
Suddenly the ground stopped in front of me.
The torchlight shone right into a deep trap hole.
I could feel my lips curling into a smirk.
This architect had some sense of humor.
"To bad for you," I could hear myself mumbling "but no one beats the king."
I took a side passage and it didn't take long before I reached my destination.
I saw the big pile of jewelry.
I ignored the neatly stacked up pots and jars.
Just as the many little pots which my host for tonight kept his vital organs in.
The most valuable things disappeared one by one in a big bag.
I just left the rest lying there.
The stuff I wouldn't be able to sell, that just didn't catch my interest or could get in my way on my escape.
It was like an old habit to me, because it had been ages since I really had to run away.
Why run, if you have a knife at your disposal and a reputation that even scares the gods?
Soon, though, I wouldn't even need those.
Then I could be as silent and inconspicuous as a shadow in the dark.
I would be invisible to everyone else.
They would wake up in a home that was ridden of all things that they loved.
Everything would be empty.
I may be the best of my profession, but I can't get invisible.
Yet...
My laugh echoed through the room.
No more unnecessary caution.
It was about time I decided to take my plans to a higher level.
Didn't I swear to take my revenge?
My revenge on those who ruined my carefree life back then?
Who drenched my memories with blood?
Who took my home from me?
Killed my family?
Images of the past hunted through my mind.
They always knew how to find me.
Time after time.
But they would pay for it!
A cold laugh bounced back and forth between the walls of the tomb.
They would pay for sure.
The same darkness that was inside of me from the very beginning would also mean the end of their happy little lives.
The hatred I felt, especially for him.
He who gave the order.
The long cherished, always growing hate.
That hatred would find its way out and cast a shadow over him and the country he ruled.
"Until they wished they had never been born."
I stood up from the dirty floor and automatically brushed the sand off my clothes.
I had made my decision.
From now on I wouldn't just be the king of thieves.
I would be their greatest nightmare.
I walked out of the room with the torch in my hand.
I left the bag there on the floor.
I didn't need it on the journey that was about to come.
Within five minutes I stood out in the open air again.
This game was easily won.
The game about to come would be less simple and there would be lots of obstacles to take,
but one thing was for sure.
I couldn't possibly lose it
and I would go on until I had reached my final goal.
Even if I have to defeat Anubis himself.
At that moment my attention got caught by a long procession.
Huge amounts of priests and other people came by.
They were too caught up to notice me at once.
Still I sat down behind a rock.
My appearance was quite striking and the fact that I was the best thief and tomb robber of this entire country, made me quite wanted.
I wasn't sure of what they would do if anyone recognized me.
Even if this was a funeral procession.
It would be stupid to flee when I just made up my mind
Only then I heard who had died.
For whose afterlife they were praying.
This wasn't just some rich guy.
The realization stabbed into me like a knife.
Even before I could
NO
THIS CAN'T BE!
He couldn't be
Yes...
The fucking bastard is already dead!
And it wasn't even my fault!
I can't remember for how long I just sat there.
Only that the stars were already high up into the sky before I moved myself
and that I knew exactly what I had to do.
Death didn't have to be the end of my revenge.
Just the beginning.
The game had started.
The first turn was mine.
I stood up and walked in the direction of the grave that was sealed just moments ago.
My laugh was empty, just as my heart, and it echoed over the plains.
Nothing could keep me from taking what was rightfully mine.
Nothing
I should win, whatever it would take.
I would possess unimaginable powers.
And I knew
That not even Anubis could keep me from it.
Not even he.
And that was chapter one... And at the same time what a stupid song can do to your sanity at night... :D
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/attempts to do the huge, shiney, puppydogeyes, but fails as always/