Nostalgia
14 June 2009
Looking at you
Feeling anew
The caring I had
It made me sad
Photographs from long past
How long will they last?
Friends of old
I long to hold
Back in my arms
And keep them warm
Past is no longer
Future is stronger
Present will come and go
Nostalgia does show
Loving them all
But not there to call
Looking at you
Feeling anew
Trying to keep you
But no longer do.
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I Will Never Forget
Author: Aola
This is a roleplay story within the MMORPG game called Lineage.
I find myself in the darkness, lying down, with my bow at my side. I hear nothing around me...just silence.
What has become of me? Have I fallen in a great battle? Ah, I remember now...I was alone, hunting in the Oren Wasteland, with my strongest dog beside me, Malakas.
I think this is enough Lumps of Iron to last us a week, Malakas. I smiled. Let's go back to town.
Suddenly, I was caught unawares by Undead Elmore Soldiers behind me. Run for it, Malakas! There's too many of them! I shouted to my faithful friend.
As we ran for it, I kept pelting the soldiers with silver arrows. There were about fifty of them! I see one by one fall, but there were still too many. I kept running, whilst shooting with all my might.
For being undead, these soldiers were quick as a fox. I would've thought that being an elf would make my feet swift and overcome these monstrous beings. Unfortunately, a few of them had caught up with me and pulled me towards them.
I struggled fervently. I had to get out of here, and fast. At this moment of struggle, I saw one of the undead soldier's eyes. The horror! They do not have eyes at all. These soulless entities had only one thing in their minds: death.
One of them punched me on my side. I writhed in pain, trying to get up. But I was still held down like a vice-like grip. Slowly, I felt death coming for me, as they continued beat me to a pulp. At a distance, I saw that my faithful dog, Malakas, lying on the ground, motionless. He had already met his fate.
I kept thinking of my dear kind husband, ToddA. Oh my love, I will never again see your handsome face. I will no longer feel your hand in mine. I will never again feel your arms around me. I will never see our children grow up.
For some reason, my soul felt like it had lifted from my body and floated above me. I watched as my body was torn apart by the undeads. I heard a shout from a distance. I turn my head at the sound, and saw Prince ToddA with his dogs and his sharp sword. He started to kill the undeads one by one in succession.
As the last one fell, he walked towards me and picked my body up with tenderness. With a swoosh, my soul went back down to my body.
Ah, my love. cried ToddA. I should've come sooner and you will have avoided this fate.
Enduring the pain, I smiled with difficulty at my beloved. It is not your fault, my lord. Things happen for a reason. The time has come for me. I tried to lift my hand at his handsome face, but my hand was too painful for me to move.
No, don't leave me! shouted ToddA angrily, tears running down his cheeks. I will not let you die!
I did not hear him. I merely said, I want you to be happy. I don't want you to be alone. If you ever find someone else to love, love her like you loved me. I started shivering uncontrollably. ToddA held me tighter.
I will never forget you, my love. I said, after the shivering stopped. And there was darkness all over me. It was over.
Now, I find myself in this darkness. Am I truly dead? Why am I here? What is this place? As I continued to wonder, my thoughts have gone back to the last words from my lips to ToddA. Yes, my dear love, I will never forget...
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Ivory Tower Experience
Author: Aola
This is a roleplay story within the MMORPG game called Lineage.
I have finally set foot again in the land of Depardeiu. My prince, ToddA, has met up with me and we talked for some time. He invited me, later on, to hunt with him to Ivory Tower. I agreed right away, as I was wanting to get a hold of that Blood-To-Soul Crystal.
I had to gather up some supplies to tide me over for the hunt. This was the first time in weeks since I had one, and I didn't want to stop in midstream. I stocked up on silver arrows, some healing potions ((ojs)) and even some lesser healing ones. Then I used my Scroll of Polymorph to morph into an Orc Scout to be able to hit better. I left my dogs behind because I didn't want them to die during the hunt. Using my Blessed Teleportation Scroll, I was on my way.
My prince never looked handsomer. I haven't seen him in so long. I casted Earth Skin and a bunch of other spells on us to protect us further. I took a deep breath, and followed my prince inside the mysterious Ivory Tower.
We walked quickly, as we didn't want to waste our spells just by walking. By the time we got to the third level, Prince ToddA stopped. Arathin is coming with us, he said. I was overjoyed, as Arathin is a good hunter and part of our alliance. While we waited, I regenerated my mana by casting Blood-To-Mind. Of course, my health began going down, but I didn't mind. ToddA just laughed.
Arathin finally came, and we set off. The next level was very dark and gloomy. I've been there before, but I still felt chills on my spine as we trudged the dark hallways. We started hunting. The Iron Golems were very strong, it took a while to beat them down. The Living Armors, the ones I seek that drop B2S, were easy enough, but they do hit hard. We kept doing this for a while. I have gotten a few drops here and there, but not worthwhile...yet.
After hunting for a good long time, ToddA had to call it quits. I'm so tired. I'm falling asleep. he smiled at us. I told him to go back to Oren and get some sleep in the inn there. He bade Arathin and I farewell and teleported back to town.
Arathin and I kept going. I still have not gotten the crystal I seek, but this was such good training for me, I really didn't mind not finding it. As we were busy hunting down Living Armors, Iron Golems and Mimics, I was surprised to get this from one of the Living Armors:
Arathin told me to use a Scroll of Identify on it, because it might be blessed. Sure enough, it was. I was quite happy about it and was thinking of selling it one of these days.
We called it a hunt after an intense training. I went to the dwarf storage and deposited all the important drops I had gotten. I forgot to mention that I had acquired a High Quality Ruby as well. Arathin looked around all the cities to see how much that Blessed Banded Mail was. He couldn't find the price for it, so I told him that I'll wait until another day.
I had a great time, but there were times where my life was in peril. But then, having a good hunting group is all worthwhile.
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You Don’t Really Care
11 September 2007
You don’t really care -
That I looked for you.
You don’t really care -
I wept for you.
You don’t really care -
I walked the world for you.
You don’t really care -
Do you?
Do you really care -
What’s going on with me?
Do you really care -
If I slipped and fell?
Do you really care -
If I’m stuck here.
Do you really care -
Do you?
I do.
You don’t really care -
That I cry at night.
You don’t really care -
When I tell you I’m here for you.
You don’t really care -
When I need a hug.
You don’t really care -
Do you?
Do you really care -
Something’s wrong with me?
Do you really care -
You want to hold me close?
Do you really care -
Things will be okay?
Do you really care -
Do you?
I do.
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Wander and Wonder
17 January 2007
And I wander,
thinking of nothing
but sleep.
And I wander,
thinking of something
but that.
And I wonder,
if the rice
is already cooked.
And I wonder,
something must be done
with this thing.
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With You
These are lyrics to a song I wrote but it’s still a nice poem.
Whenever I'm with you
I don't know what to do
Whenever I'm with you
I can't seem to be blue
You're all I want
You're all I need
I just don't want to be
Without you.
Whenever I'm with you
You're all I ever see
Whenever I'm with you
You bring me down to my knees
You're all I want
You're all I need
I'm so happy now
That I'm with you
Refrain:
I may be lazy, I may be shy
We might not see eye to eye
But that don't matter
It just gets better
As long as we have each other
Whenever I'm with you
I don't have to worry
Whenever I'm with you
I know I won't be sorry
You're all I want
You're all I need
I'm so happy now
That I'm with you
You're all I want
You're all I need
Forever and a day...
Being with you.
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Thoughts of Singing
25 July 2006
I keep thinking I should write again.
Sing the songs I write.
But…
I always say I don’t have time
It’s never the right moment
I can’t do it
Maybe later
No inspiration
But when will I have the time?
When is the right moment?
When can I do it?
Now?
Need a muse?
I hope I can do it again.
Someday.
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Your Love
4 June 2005
lying in the dark,
an ache of loneliness,
a lingering sigh,
a raging desire
for your warmth beside me.
stomach churning,
heart racing,
body searching,
hands reaching
for your arms to hold me.
restlessness arise,
not under control,
tossing and turning,
no direction to go
but towards your loving embrace.
feeling uneasy,
endless melancholy,
ever wistful,
yet there you are
loving me.
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Muse Goat Who Ran
Author: Lanaia
June 2005. This is a roleplay poem within the MMORPG game called Nexus: The Kingdom of the Winds.
Scared to bits
Hair standing on end,
This little animal
Was ready to bend.
Muse Goat was hungry
So she ate Lanaia's dress,
Lanaia was so angry
She liked Muse Goat less and less.
Muse Goat who ran
With Lanaia at her heels,
No more part of Lanaia's
Will be one of her meals!
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Sleep
6 October 2004
a blanket of comfort,
a yearning of darkness,
a regeneration of life,
a temptation at idleness,
a rendering of dreams,
a barrage of neurons,
a relaxation of limbs,
a total nothingness of the unknown.
thus, sleep I crave,
for nothing is paramount.
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Things Are Not What They Seem
3 August 2004
She looked dirty,
All tattered clothes
envelop her body
Sitting and sleeping
In the gutter.
Yet she was a mother
Her kids lost,
Her home gone
Her beloved turned to dust.
A life torn for another.
Things are not what they seem.
He was a loner,
Never took to company
His face was gnarled
No one would go near him
Yet he goes to the hospital
Of children with lost dreams
There he takes comfort
As he comforts
In holding a baby.
A life made for another.
Things are not what they seem.
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Signals
June 2004
Signals.
Green. Red. Yellow.
Faster and faster.
Time tags along.
He catches up to me.
And then leave me behind.
Prison.
Cells of dank and loneliness.
Yet so bright I can hardly see.
Time comes in and ruins it.
He turns off the light,
But not in my eyes.
Silence.
So quiet, it's ringing in my ears.
Louder and louder.
Time charges and makes it worse.
Makes it quieter and quieter.
I have no peace.
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As God Is Beside Me
14 April 2004
Stuck in a well,
Feeling forlorn.
Doubt overflowing,
And mood is gone bowling.
Nowhere to run,
Nothing to do.
Fear in itself,
Is laid on a shelf.
Uncertainty strikes...
Where do I belong?
What do I believe?
Should I remain strong?
Death is on the rise...
Nothing to live up to
How can I tell,
If I meant something to you?
Smile, as despair is hid.
Love, as sadness bid.
Hug, as lonelines hold.
Laugh, as tears run bold.
Nowhere to run,
Nothing to do.
Mind needs tuning...
Heart bids yearning.
Death in my heart.
No life within me.
Yet hope arise
As God is beside me.
Lifting me
Holding me
Carrying me
Loving me
Love is abound
And the feeling is strong.
Assurance of life
Nothing could go wrong.
Yet hope arise
As God is beside me.
Yet hope arise...
As God is beside me.
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Detour
15 March 2004
go here.
go there.
go up.
go down.
go left.
go right.
go front.
go back.
go forward.
or straight?
go anywhere.
just go.
detour your life.
to better.
and better.
go here.
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How It All Started
January 2004
One night,
I was laying down
and all of a sudden
I had a little itch in my throat,
but as I inhaled to cough and did so,
it felt like I tore something
in the back of my mouth.
I think that's how it started.
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murmur
January 2004
murmurs of the past
linger on as i pass by
the scent of stench and doom
keeps creeping up to me
through the spine of neverland
the coldness of my heart
will i ever be free
of doubts, fears and dread
of life being as it is
or as it was
through beginning and the end
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shortcuts
9 December 2003
I'm leaving on a jet plane...
I'm nervous.
I'm excited.
I know I'll be exhausted.
But I know it'll be an adventure.
Things packed? Check.
Feed the dogs and fishies? Check.
House clean? I think so.
Turn off all electrical devices? Check.
Wake up early in the morning? I need to.
Dangit. Now my heart is racing.
I think I'm starting to feel the reality,
of going away.
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