Chronicles of Avora: Prologue by Teebs13, literature
Literature
Chronicles of Avora: Prologue
In the mystical land of Avora, there was once a great empire of people. They refined all sorts of magic and fighting to farming and cooking. These peoples, however, eventually split into four countries after they began to disagree. To the south, lay the simplistic tribes that wanted to live in more rustic times. In the north, a mystic civilization of magic and intellect. In the middle of the land was the last two countries. One was strong and prestigious and the other agricultural and diplomatic.
These countries separated themselves from each other and eventually all knowledge in between the countries was lost. They became
Moments of your childhood seem to slip by as you wonder day by day. Slowly losing time in this small moment we have on Earth. Why would you want to end it so early. Is something so blessed to be taken away by one act. An act of shame taken because the path ahead seems to only get darker. Is there no force in one's mind capable of stopping such horrible things from happening to those who are clouded. Those who feel pain everyday and those who endure it.
I and many others have lost too many. Many individuals that inspire and are valuable in their own ways. Some who are foreshadowed by misfortune and poverty, while others of abuse and torment.
Frozen Over
Frost fills the frigid air,
Life seems to freeze solid,
The snow shows human id,
Plants encased without care.
Facing winter's wrath,
Witness's do bare,
Careful not to clash,
With winter's deadly flare.
Yet, snow brings joy to some,
Children spend countless hours,
Warmth fills rooms as some ponder,
In front of fires with dried plums.
The temperature rises,
The snow stops falling down,
Leaves begin to grow crowns,
Birds approach to end crisis.
Great winter withdrew,
Leaving flowers blithe,
Thawing ice persist,
The spring approaches soon.
Individualism
Perhaps one may be small in size,
To change the lasting light of earth,
The past is full of those who have,
Made it into the halls of time.
Each action rests in the hands of one,
People that led others through life,
A villain or hero they were back then,
as history shows them till now.
Actions of those long disappeared or forgotten,
Include the world wars and destruction,
Past hard time and good throughout history,
One choice can lead to Prosperity to a toll.
Do not imagine yourself different,
Honor the choices and legacy of those before you,
They have shaped everything you know,
From literature to art to science.
They were
Holiday Poem
To December it was,
Past the stockings and joy,
From the holiday's eve,
Across every child's dream.
A jolly man he is very,
Passing joy and love now,
laughing, gifting, and watching,
Go around the planet's dark skies.
Warmth and candles shine now,
As many suspend high upon,
The earth's bright midnight sky,
Watching for his red sleigh.
Bright snow shines upon hard ground,
Littered on the thick ice,
Drawn in dark winters style,
Cold and frozen as space,
Children wait forever idle,
Waiting for santa's arrival,
So wish everyone here,
A merry Christmas now and,
Happy and glorious new year!
Time
Forever in time's mild embrace,
Mocked by actions long erased,
Despite how life has tarnished thee,
Discover inevitable fate and place.
To which who find their reason hither
Forever different in time's jitters,
Stretch and curve like gnarled trees,
Fate is always held in the keeper.
At most a life of long delay,
Careful yet strong to some who pray,
To which decays in those long gone,
An air of sigil for them who flay.
The air which life continues forth,
Forever entrapped in time spent loathed,
Distilled to times long entertained,
Still casts an air upon time's embrace.
Chronicles of Avora: Prologue by Teebs13, literature
Literature
Chronicles of Avora: Prologue
In the mystical land of Avora, there was once a great empire of people. They refined all sorts of magic and fighting to farming and cooking. These peoples, however, eventually split into four countries after they began to disagree. To the south, lay the simplistic tribes that wanted to live in more rustic times. In the north, a mystic civilization of magic and intellect. In the middle of the land was the last two countries. One was strong and prestigious and the other agricultural and diplomatic.
These countries separated themselves from each other and eventually all knowledge in between the countries was lost. They became
Moments of your childhood seem to slip by as you wonder day by day. Slowly losing time in this small moment we have on Earth. Why would you want to end it so early. Is something so blessed to be taken away by one act. An act of shame taken because the path ahead seems to only get darker. Is there no force in one's mind capable of stopping such horrible things from happening to those who are clouded. Those who feel pain everyday and those who endure it.
I and many others have lost too many. Many individuals that inspire and are valuable in their own ways. Some who are foreshadowed by misfortune and poverty, while others of abuse and torment.
Frozen Over
Frost fills the frigid air,
Life seems to freeze solid,
The snow shows human id,
Plants encased without care.
Facing winter's wrath,
Witness's do bare,
Careful not to clash,
With winter's deadly flare.
Yet, snow brings joy to some,
Children spend countless hours,
Warmth fills rooms as some ponder,
In front of fires with dried plums.
The temperature rises,
The snow stops falling down,
Leaves begin to grow crowns,
Birds approach to end crisis.
Great winter withdrew,
Leaving flowers blithe,
Thawing ice persist,
The spring approaches soon.
Individualism
Perhaps one may be small in size,
To change the lasting light of earth,
The past is full of those who have,
Made it into the halls of time.
Each action rests in the hands of one,
People that led others through life,
A villain or hero they were back then,
as history shows them till now.
Actions of those long disappeared or forgotten,
Include the world wars and destruction,
Past hard time and good throughout history,
One choice can lead to Prosperity to a toll.
Do not imagine yourself different,
Honor the choices and legacy of those before you,
They have shaped everything you know,
From literature to art to science.
They were
Holiday Poem
To December it was,
Past the stockings and joy,
From the holiday's eve,
Across every child's dream.
A jolly man he is very,
Passing joy and love now,
laughing, gifting, and watching,
Go around the planet's dark skies.
Warmth and candles shine now,
As many suspend high upon,
The earth's bright midnight sky,
Watching for his red sleigh.
Bright snow shines upon hard ground,
Littered on the thick ice,
Drawn in dark winters style,
Cold and frozen as space,
Children wait forever idle,
Waiting for santa's arrival,
So wish everyone here,
A merry Christmas now and,
Happy and glorious new year!
Time
Forever in time's mild embrace,
Mocked by actions long erased,
Despite how life has tarnished thee,
Discover inevitable fate and place.
To which who find their reason hither
Forever different in time's jitters,
Stretch and curve like gnarled trees,
Fate is always held in the keeper.
At most a life of long delay,
Careful yet strong to some who pray,
To which decays in those long gone,
An air of sigil for them who flay.
The air which life continues forth,
Forever entrapped in time spent loathed,
Distilled to times long entertained,
Still casts an air upon time's embrace.
Well this day celebrates my first year on deviantart which was fantastic if I say so myself.
Though I didn't get as far as I wanted, I made some great friends and go thousands of pageviews.
Most of all though I got motivated to try to make some art myself which ended ok though there is always room for improvement and enjoyment.
I hope your first year was as great as mine!
Hurray, Finally my birthday. Sorry about being so inactive I have a lot of AP exams and I am taking driver's ED. Hopefully I will be publishing some stuff by the summer. cya all then
Well it was fun the first time but now it's just plain annoying on the fact that my power will be down for another week. So I hope that it will be fixed soon. I was planning to do art this weekend too x.x
Thank you for adding the most foul, cruel and bad tempered rodent you've ever set eyes upon to your Favourites! ..Oh, Chang'e? Yes, well.. she's with him.