My attempt at a haiku

Grief can make you sad

Can make it seem quite dark now

But there can be light

"Happiness can be found in even the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light." -Dumbledore

Cinder Series

   Agflbtik! These books are awsome! They give a new definition to the words "fractured fairytale." 

    Okay, take Cinderella. Now put her in a futuristic, dystopian China. Now make her a cyborg. Throw in a crazy queen from the moon and a plot to overthrow the empire and you've got the gist. 

    I'll admit, I was scepticall, but this book hooks you in pretty quickly. If you're anything like me, you won't be able to wait to get your hands one the second one. 

      I'm currently on the second book, Scarlet, but I can't really do much on that one without giving away plot. :/ In short: Scarlet's grandmother goes missing and she enlists the help of a street fighter. 

       Welp, that's all for now. I'm off to the bookstore. 

                               -Boo. 

T.A.R.D.I.F Episode 2ish part 3

     Madison had fainted soon after the creatures had picked her up. Their terrible sucker hands were slimy enough to feel through her clothes. 

      She awakened when she felt the Keeper trying-unsuccessfully- to drag her to safety. The sight of both the monsters around them and the mud on her skirt  was almost enough to make her pass out  agian.

      The Keeper steadied her as she began to sway. "Steady there, my girl." 

      "I'm fine. Really." She looked over at the crowd of monsters as they overtook Rory. 

      They watched as he hacked away, slicing the creatures apart. But for every one that fell, two more seemed to take its place. She saw Rory fall and surged forwards. 

        Dimly, she heard the Keeper call out to her, but it felt as though he was calling from the end of a long tunnel. She summoned what streangth she possessed and grabbed Rory's sword. 

       Blood coated it, but she did her best to ignore that. She also ignored the fact that blood coated the ground. 

        "Can you actually use that?" The Keeper called to her.

         "Sure," she called back. "I took two years of fencing in my senior year of high school. Piece of cake." She gulped. " I hope." She whispered. 

         Madison swept the sword at the creatures, though they were beginning to look disinterested. Some of them wandered towards the Keeper, who was looking helplessly on the sidelines. Those who stayed began creeping towards Rory, whom she was standing over. 

      When one of them got too close, she would lash out, cutting a sucker or slicing through their pasty flesh. Once she managed to slice off a button eye. It sat there on the pavement, glaring at her hungrily. 

        The monsters circled around her and Rory, occasionally making a lunge, then regretting it. Suddenly, they all raised their heads as one, hearing something inaudible to everyone else. Then Madison blinked and they were gone. 

        No monsters, no impending doom, just a button on the pavement coated in blue-purple blood. 

        Rory groaned. Madison turned to him, taking stock of the uncocius boy's injuries. He had a few minor cuts and bruises all over and a large one on his forehead. But the most troubling thing was the gash on his right arm. Most of the human blood on the street had probably come from that wound, which meant that he would also be suffering from blood loss when he woke up. Grand. 

      "We should go." The Keeper glanced at the sky nervously, then at Rory and Madison, then back. "If I'm right, they got called back to their ship. Which generally means one of two things: they got bored and left, or the queen wants the hunt for herself." 

       Madison felt her eyes widen. "We need to get out of here!" She looked helplessly at Rory. "How on earth are we going to move him?"

        "Leave that to me. You've done well, you deserve a rest." 

       The Keeper walked over and hefted Rory onto his shoulder, though it was no small effort. 

        "Let's go."

I have always loved you.

    So.... This is a short story snippet I wrote. It's sort of a "powers of faith thing." Fiction, not a personal experience.  By the way, the character is about seven in my head. A mature seven. And a half. 

    She hesitated, the breath of their taunts ringing in her ears as she teetered on the edge of the window sill. 

    Could she do it? Did she trust Him enough? Did she trust herself enough? Mabye she had taken the "boast in faith assignment" a touch too far. 

     Please God. She thought. If you have ever loved me, give me courage now. 

     Suddenly she felt a shove from behind. Her eyes widened as she went over the edge. The wind rushed in her ears she went down, down, down. 

     Then, suddenly it was as if a giant, invisible hand had caught her from underneath. Gently, it guided her to the ground. 

     Before she could fully register what had happened, a still, small voice whispered in her ear. 

      "Meline, I have always loved you."

T.A.R.D.I.F episode 2ish part 2

   Rory raced around the corner as quickly as he could, only to be halted in his tracks. Maddy was in the clutches of the illiterates. 

     illiterates were pale, heartless monsters. They looked a bit like zombies, with pale skin and cracks in their skulls, which were always leaking a fluid you wouldn't want identified. They had suckers for hands, which they used to suck out the intelligence they fed upon. They had no need for their sharp, shark-like teeth so they were often rotting and falling out. But worse of all was their cold, button eyes, stitched onto their sockets as if they were grotesque rag dolls. And a group of them were surrounding Maddy. 

    Rory shook himself out of his shock and leapt into action. He drew his sword, which earned him the attention of the monsters. The one holding Madison dropped her and crept towards him with the rest. 

     Come on Rory. He thought. This is the kind of thing you've trained for. Assess them! Look for weaknesses! Their attracted to higher intelligences. They aren't very smart. They-

      "Great ink!" 

      Rory turned to see the Keeper standing on the opposite corner. His eyes flickered between Maddy and the illiterates. 

      "Don't just stand there!" Rory shouted at him. "I'll fend them off, you get Maddy to safety." 

      For a moment he thought the Keeper might get offended. Then the old man nodded and started making his way towards the schoolteacher, who had long since fainted. 

      Rory turned back to the monsters and switched his brain to autopilot. He jabbed, thrusted and ducked, scarcely noticing how his friends were fairing. 

      "Rory?" The Keeper called out. 

      "I'm a bit busy at the mo- arghhh!" The last part was due to an illiterate raking though his shoulder with its teeth. 

     Pain shot through his right arm, tinting his vision red. Another illiterate saw its opportunity and lunged. He swung his sword, though he both regretted and was glad when his vision darkened. But the cut he had made was deep enough to kill the creature. The others stepped back, but walked around him in a pulsating ring. 

     Rory switched his sword to the other arm. Not an ideal situation, but better than death. He glanced down at his arm.       Blood was already coursing down it, so he didn't look to see what state his arm was in. 

    He tried to see the Keeper and Maddy, but he couldn't. He asummed they were safe. it was better than the alternative. 

      The illiterates advanced suddenly, a wave of grotesquely deformed zombies of death, and they were headed straight for him. 

      Rory fought. He slashed through everything within his reach. But every motion made the world go a touch darker. 

      Finally, he collapsed, barley clinging to contiousness. His last sensation was his sword being lifted out of his hands and the knowledge that there were just too many. 

More Ninjago acrostics

Knows fire

Abrasive 

Idiotically loyal 

Jabber mouth

Aerial inventions 

Yelling at the world

Cool 

Ornery 

Level headed 

Every guy's best friend 

Zany

Android

New to humor

Even tempered

Not a baby

You can do it 

Anything but stay at home

Serene

Enough of evil

Not your average old man

Stop his brother

In the wise

Lord Garrmadon's son

Little bit evil

Odd

You've been pranked

Destiny 

Ninjago related acrostics OR Another attempt at poetry

Fighter

Irate 

Revenge

Everything consumed

Lithe

Intelligent 

Great power

Heated 

Toposphere lighting

Near death experience 

Incredible speed

Not stoppable 

Great fear

Even 

A solid ground 

Rock 

The mountain high

Here and there and everywhere

Intellectually higher

Cold

Ever freezeing

Not seen

Intelligent 

Not heard

Just feared 

Assassin