LeeLee Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 OK i'll get straight to the point. Not all of us can be writing masterfully exstensive "[bleep]ens" worthy novels, but it doesn't necessarily mean that we're any the worse with our words than the next person. We all sometimes are struck suddenly by inspirational yet concise sentences, phrases and even paragraphs which could possibly be the roots to a great piece of writing. So in response to some very good and very short pieces of writing in the varrock library, I thought it might be kind of cool if we had a place to group together all those "literature bites". So feel freee to post. :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: If you think that there is no point to this or there is something else like it already then lock it if you must and i'm sorry about the trouble. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
issy2 Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 What a great thread! Nice one Lee! :wink: : And as the moon rose eerily in the black sky, she fell to the ground, her tears cleansing away the blood from the broken body of her brother. This is one of my favourite paragraphs I've ever written. It's a chorus for a song I'm writing for my dad so he can write guitar chords for it... I've opened my eyes and I've found I can fly Though I'll never forget you didn't say goodbye I've opened my eyes and might've glimpsed the high skies so I'll be fully alive...while my love for you dies Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 Nice Idea LeeLee, If I find any I'll post them Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted January 25, 2007 Share Posted January 25, 2007 Found one I'm trying to turn my face away from the computer, yet my tear filled eyes are glued to the screen, tears splash sending ripples throughout the universe. Saddness fills my heart as the text keeps on coming, knowing I'll never be the same. Oo, I'm quoting myself! How sad His robed swirled around his ankles, as he stormed out the room. His nose held high, he left the building. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted January 26, 2007 Author Share Posted January 26, 2007 cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool quotes guys! 8-) Particularly like the song for your dad issy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
archimage_a Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 Her soul splinted into a thousand peices. Slashing though the webs of lies and deceit. The knife did the rest.... My love does burn with the white hot intensity of the heavens. If only you knew, maybe then you would love me too. Maybe then would you feel this feeling that I am feeling. Maybe then you would catch my eye over a crowded room. Maybe then, could we be one? My, and I Will always love you!!!! YOUUUUU!!!! We might be doomed, forever encased here. But at least we are togheter...at last. Light in your head and dead on your feet. What another crazy day. You'll drink the night away and forget about everything. You think that it was so easy; you think say that it was so easy. But your cryin; your crying now. Another year and your'd be happy; just one more year and your'd be happy. But your tryin; your trying now A great civilisation; challanges tradtional ideals; elevates indivivual accomplishments; expands its horizens; builds awe inspiring wonders; creates life altering technology; fights for the common good; inspires mankind. And some general others. http://www.uzzisoft..../archimage.jpegWell I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted January 26, 2007 Author Share Posted January 26, 2007 Her soul splinted into a thousand peices. Slashing though the webs of lies and deceit. The knife did the rest.... My love does burn with the white hot intensity of the heavens. If only you knew, maybe then you would love me too. Maybe then would you feel this feeling that I am feeling. Maybe then you would catch my eye over a crowded room. Maybe then, could we be one? My, and I Will always love you!!!! YOUUUUU!!!! We might be doomed, forever encased here. But at least we are togheter...at last. Light in your head and dead on your feet. What another crazy day. You'll drink the night away and forget about everything. You think that it was so easy; you think say that it was so easy. But your cryin; your crying now. Another year and your'd be happy; just one more year and your'd be happy. But your tryin; your trying now A great civilisation; challanges tradtional ideals; elevates indivivual accomplishments; expands its horizens; builds awe inspiring wonders; creates life altering technology; fights for the common good; inspires mankind. And some general others. I love all of these particularly the first, second and last. You're great writer!! :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
archimage_a Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 Good good. "I like to think there is a little of me in everyone...but there isn't I am simply one of a kind wonderful. Something none of you common folk can ever possiblely achieve." But really thanks, its not often we get real feedback. And even rarer is it good feed back. http://www.uzzisoft..../archimage.jpegWell I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted January 26, 2007 Share Posted January 26, 2007 the girl replied "I love to walk in the rain, because no one can see my tears." sharp beady eyes glared out, from the darkness. The eyes belonged to a raven, the symbol of death. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
warri0r45 Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 Alone, unloved, the story of his life. As he walked into his room one last time, never to emerge, he heard music in the distance calling for him. He was found in his room, with a knife in his hand, cuts in his wrists, alone, as the agony of life drained from his veins. His heart lay silent, never to be heard again; the story of his life. Now he was home, the music calling his name. This is my first attemptat literature guys, so any feedback is welcomed. :? Oh and sorry for the depressing subject matter. #-o Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
archimage_a Posted January 28, 2007 Share Posted January 28, 2007 It tells you something about us doesn't it? How we all write about pain, and suffer, and destruction. It make you think, doesn't it? Why all authors are so in tune with destruction, when our goal is creation. Are we destroying one to build another? Do our characters need to did a spectactual death, just to fill a few pages? Anyway I thought it was good, actually. Very real imagery, however just didn't grab me. Not enough feeling. In my opinion but there you go...Keep on writing. http://www.uzzisoft..../archimage.jpegWell I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted January 28, 2007 Author Share Posted January 28, 2007 So the ribbons of blood spiraled and spun mingling with the mighty tears of the moon and the sun as the gods met in a sojourn for the dead the daemons of death slowely fed on the decaying flesh of the chosen one on which we had all relied upon a brief fragment of a poem i made up over lunch. :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
warri0r45 Posted January 29, 2007 Share Posted January 29, 2007 So the ribbons of blood spiraled and spun mingling with the mighty tears of the moon and the sun as the gods met in a sojourn for the dead the daemons of death slowely fed on the decaying flesh of the chosen one on which we had all relied upon a brief fragment of a poem i mad up over lunch. :D Cool man! Reminds me of Aztec culture and how they sacraficed people for thier gods. :ohnoes: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted January 29, 2007 Author Share Posted January 29, 2007 So the ribbons of blood spiraled and spun mingling with the mighty tears of the moon and the sun as the gods met in a sojourn for the dead the daemons of death slowely fed on the decaying flesh of the chosen one on which we had all relied upon a brief fragment of a poem i mad up over lunch. :D Cool man! Reminds me of Aztec culture and how they sacraficed people for thier gods. :ohnoes: Thankyoooooooooooooooooooou :thumbsup: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
issy2 Posted January 30, 2007 Share Posted January 30, 2007 So the ribbons of blood spiraled and spun mingling with the mighty tears of the moon and the sun as the gods met in a sojourn for the dead the daemons of death slowely fed on the decaying flesh of the chosen one on which we had all relied upon a brief fragment of a poem i mad up over lunch. :D Cool man! Reminds me of Aztec culture and how they sacraficed people for thier gods. :ohnoes: Thankyoooooooooooooooooooou :thumbsup: sssh, i don't think it was supposed to be a compliment... :uhh: joking :D it was a very nice verse, you're so imaginative! : Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted January 31, 2007 Author Share Posted January 31, 2007 Thankyoooooooooooooooooooooooooooou That means alot. As you probably know!!!! :XD: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted January 31, 2007 Share Posted January 31, 2007 the monsterous beast gave a foul war cry, spraying spit everywhere. Its scaly green skin gleamed in the blood red sun. Its massive club-like weapon was [bleep]ed with the tips of its defeated foe's blades. He swung his weapon round his head, and then smashed it along the ground. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted February 1, 2007 Author Share Posted February 1, 2007 the monsterous beast gave a foul war cry, spraying spit everywhere. Its scaly green skin gleamed in the blood red sun. Its massive club-like weapon was [bleep]ed with the tips of its defeated foe's blades. He swung his weapon round his head, and then smashed it along the ground. nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I like it !!!!!!!!!![/size] : Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted February 1, 2007 Share Posted February 1, 2007 I was describing a troll. I'll make something new in a second wtch this space Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted February 5, 2007 Share Posted February 5, 2007 Wrote this verse for Issy's verse train Crashing waterfall, soaring bird. Floating lily, magic word. Powerful feeling, connect us too. What emotions are in you? and here is an extract from a story I'm working on. The river current flowed strongly, pulling the longboat with it. Suddenly, a thick fog covered the skies, and all that the person in the boat could see was whites and greys. The figure inside the boat was Lucy, a thirteen year old girl. She was reasonably pretty, with her long light brown hair tied into French plaits. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted February 6, 2007 Share Posted February 6, 2007 Bradley ran into the small chamber, frantic to find her. He had limited time, he knew that. The castle was flooding and he couldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t find her! He looked along and around the room, ancient symbols where carved into the stones it was made out of, and water was gushing out the pipes. Then, he saw a body. The body was wearing a long white dress, and its long black hair was being blown across its face by the wind. Then Bradley realised, it wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t an it. It was. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹ÃâHillary!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ He rushed over to her, too late. Her face was pale, and motionless. Her eyes where closed, and she wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t breathing. Bradley crouched over her, and began to cry. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¹Ãâno, not Hillary, not now!ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâà Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted February 6, 2007 Author Share Posted February 6, 2007 Wrote this verse for Issy's verse train Crashing waterfall, soaring bird. Floating lily, magic word. Powerful feeling, connect us too. What emotions are in you? this is soooo beautiful what verse train? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
andufusthebronze Posted February 6, 2007 Share Posted February 6, 2007 the one you just posted on :P and thanks Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
archimage_a Posted February 6, 2007 Share Posted February 6, 2007 If I could dream. But a thousand dreams. None could compare. You love does team. A blossum from the trees. A gentle wind. Carries you down. From a rose's thorny trim. http://www.uzzisoft..../archimage.jpegWell I knew you wouldn't agree. I know how you hate facing facts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeeLee Posted February 7, 2007 Author Share Posted February 7, 2007 If I could dream. But a thousand dreams. None could compare. You love does team. A blossum from the trees. A gentle wind. Carries you down. From a rose's thorny trim. again beautiful. There are alot of people who are great at good verse =D> ie: rhyming and rythm and description on this site. I never seem to be able to teal the two together. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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