Greetings, Earthlings! :D
I missed you! I'm sorry I didn't update, but I was really busy. I found this poem in an old collection of mine and I liked it, so I gave it a story. *pleased expression* Aren't you proud of me? :D
I drove a car today for the first time. I didn't hit/kill ANYONE! Even pedestrians! *dances* It wasn't even that hard!
So... This isn't a sad poem. It's how I end that's sad. We'll call it a half-and-half, k? And for anyone who doesn't remember, Ismera is the mother of Katrina and the wife of Sloan. She died when Katrina was very young by falling off of the waterfall in the Spine. This was the reason Sloan hates the Spine so much. But this was all that was said about her, so I made up a story myself. :)
I hope you like it!
The wind whipped Ismera's hair about her neck and face as she craned her head to get a better look at the storm. She loved watching the weather change, but loved especially the sensation of bracing wildness and freedom that accompanied such monsoons as the one before her. The vast thundercaps boiled in the small space that was Palancar Valley, and a clinging mist trailed in their wake. Suddenly, a bit of lightning flashed in the belly of the clouds, and Ismera counted the seconds until the thunder boomed in reply, smiling contentedly. Carvahall was a lovely town, but nothing could compare to the raw beauty of the view she had all to herself from her perch at the top of the falls. Nothing.
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Light Up My World
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Roiling and billowing,
One thousand shades of grey,
Stretching onwards for eternity
And obscuring night from day.
Nothing can be seen within
No matter how you stare,
Excepting when amid the clouds,
Hot white streaks and glares.
The lightning bursts alive you see;
It lights up my world.
Perhaps it lights the worlds of others,
But those stories are ones untold.
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A flash startled Ismera from her reverie, and with horrible clarity, she could see the ground beneath the boulder that supported her weight had become boggy and soft, and that this marshy earth's grip on her perch was loosening. Heart pounding and the roar of the waterfall filling her ears, she took one last look at the storm raging above her head. And then, Ismera fell.
Replying to RestrainedFreedom...
"guarding and training the young son of Morzan" - IN BED! (Haha I got you!) And anyways you don't do that with fanfics you do that with fortune cookies! (Take a massive group of your friends into Panda Express, take their fortune cookies, and make them as dirty as possible by adding IN BED!) XD
Replying to The Meepsta...
*blushes* *giggles* *blushes again*
Replying to Inkweaverabc...
Oh I LOVE Jeod! He's so awesome and whimpy like me! Also, he seems like he'd be nice to talk book with. :)
Replying to chaSing b0b...
On your birthday? Depressing! How lame is that!
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