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ChaosThe droll mood within the air seemed to stir the restlessness of the Grook figure's entities. Casting off the ethereal shroud that covered its form, Elene's doppleganger returned to the realm of perception. Elene's gaze swivels toward the abrupt re-appearance of her doppleganger. A faintest track of a smirk flits across her lips, before she raises a marked hand to gesture in dismissal to her shapechanger. Merely content standing with her hands folded into the sleeves of her inky robes of the Cabal, she waits patiently, for a single, opportune moment.Chaos
Pro-lifers, they call themselves as, thinking as a bemused expression passed acr
by ~Ruth-Yuridja-Keyte
The Jewel of the LightHoarse voices linger on In smoke-ridden marketplaces The soft snort of horses sound Along with mules and carts.The Jewel of the Light
The buzzing of a thriving city That once was stones and mud Had bound itself firm to a treaty That brought peace to bad blood.
So now, the City prospers, and Now the Commonfolk smile, in streets Where bawdy tunes are sung And joined in by the crowd.
When cold winters come to pass, Bright fauna will burst into life. The wheel shall turn forevermore, Our city shall rise anew.
My jewel shall gleam once more
by ~Ruth-Yuridja-Keyte
Innocence v.2.0She was the sweetest child Around the prim neighbourhood Her budding youth; bright eyes with Wits like Athena's, and courage of Perseus. All which vanished, in the comfort of her room, In its depths... a point-four-four magnum. Gone was her lovely character, And of what that remained, On the moon-like face of a girl no more Was a twisted portrayal of Lucifer.Innocence v.2.0
Soon, news channels were playing videos About a girl who slew her boyfriend And killed herself as well. Is this not real?
Yet our lives are unaffected, Like it never happened. Th
by ~Ruth-Yuridja-Keyte
InnocenceO rose! Your beauty and grace Has captured my fluttering heart. So pure your shade of color, They hide, restricted, by these glassy confines Without a heed to weather; in everlasting bloom. No breath of life nor whispers of a soul Unravaged, unhurt by timeless time. Yet pricked, caught unaware Of this temptress, encased in glass chains, O seductive crystal rose! I bleed crimson.Innocence
How could I not see these wicked thorns, Under its fragile imagery? But blinded by splendor, How could I have seen?
I could not have known, Nor could I have realize
by ~Ruth-Yuridja-Keyte
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- Current Residence: Singapore
- Interests: Books, Story-writing, Plot-thinker, IT
- Favourite movie: Quite a few, actually. Kek
- Favourite band or musician: Muse.
- Favourite genre of music: Plenty. Hit me with them.
- Favourite poet or writer: Tamora Pierce
- Favourite style of art: Actually. I love those quick sketches, unpainted, uncolored. Those are the best.
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- Favourite game: Achaea - Ruth, Aetolia - Elene, etc etc. Beeeen long.
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Jon-Paul says: "You get to the end of Ocean's 12 and you realize the whole movie is just convoluted and pointless."
Aki says: "Kind of like Happy Feet?"
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Jon-Paul says: "You get to the end of Ocean's 12 and you realize the whole movie is just convoluted and pointless."
Aki says: "Kind of like Happy Feet?"
Jon-Paul says: "No, no... Happy Feet was a sin."
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