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2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-4th-2008 22:19:19   
meepmoopmeep


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This thread is for any of the writers here on N4G who would like to share their work.

Here's one i wrote last night:

interview with pandora

a being looks up at the stars in the sky
reflecting infinity inside its eyes.
asking who, what, when, where, how and why?
seeking for answers; answers to find.

where did we come from, where do we go?
created by God’s words or did stars explode?
are we a design, one of God’s creations?
or merely some cells in a constant mutation?

why is Father Time impatient; Mother Nature a whore?
do they care for the lives or the creatures they bore?
what is the mind, could it be the soul?
or a waste of time sucked within a Black Hole?

are we created by God or a step of evolution?
will our sciences be part of our grand retribution?
is life just a test, an exam of our worth?
to a God that’s all knowing and gave Life it’s birth?

is Life just a phase and Death a transition?
what purpose is Life without an ambition?
are we all connected; a part of Life’s play?
each playing a role until Judgment Day?

is Life predestined; are we all bound by Fate?
or is life governed by all the choices we make?
are we anything special or insignificant space?
a being that’s worthy or a doomed extinct race?

how do we have knowledge, were we built to learn?
will our innovations be our deaths in return?
why were we placed with such power to overcome all the odds?
are we worthy of such knowledge to one day play gods?

is Life just a dream; is Death an extension?
are we nothing but cells or Divine intervention?
are we destined to lead or will we fall behind?
is our knowledge the ignorance that leads us blind?

does Life carry on or at Death it all stops?
do our memories live on as well as our thoughts?
if you had a key, would you unlatch the lock?
would you want to see, had you Pandora’s Box?

© 2008 - meepmoopmeep
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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-4th-2008 22:33:28   
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You're two hours behind, somehow... @_@ You live in the middle of the Atlantic...?

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-4th-2008 22:41:06   
meepmoopmeep


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ORIGINAL: The Corrupt

You're two hours behind, somehow... @_@ You live in the middle of the Atlantic...?


lol, it's a metaphor D'oh! you of all people i would have believed would understand the significance of the title!
yeah, Odion took too long to make a thread so i took it upon myself to create one. even posted one of my works which i don't usually share with the world.

p.s. i fixed up the grammar a bit, thanks for the tips. let me know if i need to make any adjustments.

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-4th-2008 22:44:58   
The Corrupt


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ORIGINAL: meepmoopmeep

lol, it's a metaphor D'oh! you of all people i would have believed would understand the significance of the title!
yeah, Odion took too long to make a thread so i took it upon myself to create one. even posted one of my works which i don't usually share with the world.

p.s. i fixed up the grammar a bit, thanks for the tips. let me know if i need to make any adjustments.


Oh come on... It's nearly quarter to four here now, and my entire body is asleep... If I weren't working on my story, I'd be in bed... D: But it's good to see you're showing off your work! It deserves to have a few more eyes fall upon it. ^_^

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-5th-2008 0:32:48   
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Well I'm not much of a writer, but if I dig up some work I did awhile back for one of my classes I'll post it up, though I doubt it compares to the quality of work you just wrote there.

@ Corrupt, lol I just noticed you lived in England, I'm going there for two weeks this upcoming Wednesday, hows the weather there usually like?

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-5th-2008 7:20:17   
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hey when I wake up I'll post some info on my current work, and get your thoughts on 2 other ideas

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-5th-2008 7:30:52   
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ORIGINAL: Hellbringer

@ Corrupt, lol I just noticed you lived in England, I'm going there for two weeks this upcoming Wednesday, hows the weather there usually like?


Wet. :P Nah, lately it's been pretty warm and dry. I'd still bring some wet weather clothes, though, just incase the weather decides to act normal again. xD Summer isn't summer in England if it isn't pissing itself down, after all.

Haha! Just noticed you joined N4G on my birthday, too! xD

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-5th-2008 12:42:45   
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ORIGINAL: The Corrupt

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ORIGINAL: Hellbringer

@ Corrupt, lol I just noticed you lived in England, I'm going there for two weeks this upcoming Wednesday, hows the weather there usually like?


Wet. :P Nah, lately it's been pretty warm and dry. I'd still bring some wet weather clothes, though, just incase the weather decides to act normal again. xD Summer isn't summer in England if it isn't pissing itself down, after all.

Haha! Just noticed you joined N4G on my birthday, too! xD


lol thats just a strange coincidence, alright thanks for the info.

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 0:44:22   
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Yay for reviving an old thread! I'm exceptionally bored and decided to start writing a story until school comes around. I want to know what peoples opinions are about it. Here's the first paragraph:

"The world has changed. Ever since the year 2022 companies took over government. Shortly after that there was one world currency, one world name, one world order. Everything was regulated. Our food was given out 3 times a day, our indoor and outdoor hours were regulated. The old days are nothing but a memory now. All things that were made prior to 2020 were eliminated. Troops dressed in black took our homes, our food, our vehicles, everything! They took our lives away from us. What took years to obtain was taken away in a matter of minutes."

I just wrote that in a matter of 5-10 minutes... err... 20 minutes ago :P. It's somewhat part of the plotline(background plotline?) It's going to take place about a family who is stuck in a world like this. It's obviously a work in progress and will definitely get alot of time put into it. I personally think that first paragraph could use alot more work to it(if at all, replaced) and besides, i'm only 16 and the only books I've really read are the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and The Voyages of Dr Doolittle. So bear with me.

P.S. I decided to revive this since nobody really commented it much, It'd be nice to get more writers on N4G to post their work!

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 2:25:03   
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Heres something to look into fellows N4Gers..

I honestly doubt you guys care...but Trevor Storm is  me..

"They say life goes by too quickly. But you never notice it until you get old or unless your already dead. Honestly you never seem to think about how great your life is until the day you die. But death like life itself is just the begining of another adventure for all of us.
This is my story.
My name is Trevor...I'm sure you've never heard of me and I doubt you even care. I have never invented a cure for cancer nor have I ever acted in a movie to rival Titanic. I am a simple minded guy who loves the familiar and who is afraid of all that is unfamiliar to him. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I am about 6'2 and around 240 lbs. I used to play football which made me seem more intimidating because of my size but I lost interest. I guess it happens when you can't seem to stay interested in one thing for more than a few days or hours. My best friend is also my brother. His name is Joey Storm. And I honestly don't know where I would be without his wisdom and guidance. Which sounds pretty shitty honestly. However if you knew him you would probably laugh at this. He's a generally attractive guy who sticks up for me over everyone else. So I guess that makes him stupid because I usually get myself into trouble and can't seem to find my way out again.
I live in a small town in East Tennessee called Jellico. It's about as close to hell as our own world can get. There is honestly nothing there. It's a place to go for people to die and the real horror of it is if your born here. There is almost no way to get out of its shadow. But my brother Joey, he found a way. he joined the military. Which I don't find interesting honestly. But he loves it. It's right for him ya know? Everyone seems to have a special job that fits their personality. And Joey loves to fight and wants to help people. Which is a great thing because there aren't many people like that left in our world anymore...our world is killing itself slowly and it doesn't care. It's killing itself in a worse way than eating itself to death (which is the way our own country will fall).
I don't know what I want to do and I don't know my true purpose. I care for everyone too much, and it makes me weak.I don't want to hurt someone by taking a job they don't want me to do. I am also too scared to know what is right for me. I act by myself and I think too much.
Regardless to what you may have heard thinking too much is a terrible thing. Your mind eventually ends up on thoughts of suicide and you don't know why you continue living. Our world is a place of sadness and there is no where to go to escape from it all. No matter how far you run...you can't get away. That girl that you love? You know the one I'm talking about..she doesn't love you back....she never will either....no matter how much you wish or care or pray.
You think you'll never know the feeling of being truly alone. And you probably won't very few do. However I feel that way. I feel like no matter how hard I try people won't change. And that when people look at me (my own family included) they see a shadow or a person wearing a mask. I feel like a stranger wearing the skin of Trevor Storm. And that no matter how many "talks" i have with my friends or family it won't change...how do you escape from your own mind..the thing that causes you to feel this way in the first place...

Don't get me wrong..I love my family...I love you all...I really do...but I can't save you...only you can do that...only you can save yourself....I wish I could....but I can't.. It's hard to seem happy when you feel like a stranger living in the skin of someone else....I don't feel real anymore...I feel fake and hollow...

I feel like I'm sprinting down a trail as fast as i can and that there is a large monster pursuing me. Chasing me down wanting to grab me and tear my head from my shoulders with its inhuman strength and claws. And that no matter how far I run or where I turn. I won't be able to escape because its faster and it knows this. It's my own mind...I can't outrun it...because it's me...I run from myself because I am afraid to look at myself and see my own mistakes and see that I am the reason that this world is sad...it is my fault after all...I am one of the people who can truly see people and the world for what it is...some might call this a gift like being a psychic..but its not...a curse is a more appropriate answer...I wish I was as blind and oblivious as the rest of the world...and that I didn't know the things I do....
I am a smart teenager..smarter than most...and I don't even try at school..people wonder why...its because that even if I did care..it wouldn't make a difference one person can't change the world....this world has over 8 billion people on it...if one of the 8 billion could change the world why don't they? Because its impossible...its a dream to make dreams....a dream to make you feel better when you lay down and try to sleep at night...
Everyday people suffer...they lose their cars, houses, kids, spouses,a lmost everything they own...and it goes unnoticed...there are small children in the country of Darfur starving to death and being tortured to death..and you don't care....innocent little children...and yet when Paris Hilton breaks a toenail....you have to know....you make me sick...all of you....don't you see what you are doing to our planet...it screams for help...and you give it none...you turn your back on it...and prefer to bitch and complain about war and the president...
When there are so many people who wish for war...so they can have food...and something to eat..if we didn't get involved with this war thousands of more people would be dead...from starvation....or from being tortured...I represent the poor..the needy...the hungry...the lost...the found...the dead....the restless....the unborn...the dying...the sick...

I wish I could do more to help..but our world is failing...I can't do everything on my own...I beg for help...I've prayed about it to the Lord...

We cannot get everything we want...I want a girl to love me...no matter how hard I try it will never happen...she won't she doesn't see me for what I am....a nobody...

I don't want you to read this and thank me...it's not me...its what inside of you...did reading this change you? Have your eyes been open to the horrors of the world? This is not about me...or you...its about our world in general...I don't want to see people suffer anymore...I would suffer for them...if I could...I would take bullets for our soldiers...I would starve for the hungry...and I would die for the dying...

Not me...for them..I hope you forget my name...and don't remember me...I'm a nobody after all...1 in 8 billion..can one person change the world? I don't know...but I want to try...I want to save you...and everyone...just let me help...I'm 1 guy...trying to make a difference..

Don't you all remember your first comic book? Your first experience with a super hero? Remember how you wish you could be like them? Or be their side kick? Your probably thinking "Oh he wants me to help him..." No you are wrong...I don't want you to help me...I want you to do what you think is right...and not make the mistakes that I have...I don't think it's too late for our world...we can still change it...and there is still a small bit of hope..don't succumb to your depression and hatred for the world like I have...you end up being a hollow shell...and it makes you even more miserable until eventually...we are driven to the edge...and then we leap from it with the feintest words of gratitude....

The definition of a hero is:
a person or man admired for courage and nobility..

My name is Trevor Storm....I was once like you....but not anymore....I understand...I don't want you to remember me as a person...I want to be remembered for my deeds....its not who you..its what you do...."


Well I hope you guys enjoyed that..

please excuse my usage of foul language...and I apologize if I offend anyone...

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 6:56:59   
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woops I complete forgot to post in here, today I will

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 18:34:29   
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This is sadly going to be bare-bones until monday.


All of my works are built to work as both books and games.


Title- Zero Point

Plot- Coming Soon

Characters

Genisis- Coming Soon

Dupree- Coming Soon

Simon Bruzz- Coming Soon

Ragnarok- Coming Soon

Rapture- Coming Soon

The Breaths of an Untold Destiny 1

Plot- Coming Soon

Characters

Kale Morganrite- The main character of the story, Kale holds the Guardian Gabriel and leads the Carriers on their quest throughout the story. Kale is very much a personally weak person when it comes to himself, it is only because he is compelled to help others and those that he cares about that he is able to will himself into the journey of the story.


He is very much a character that develops positively by the old saying no pain no gain, or in his case his negatives only strengthen him in the long run of becoming a better person
Kale lived a very quite life in his village, his parents died when he was still young, so the few friends he made became extremely important to him. He was never very popular in the village and hence he only assumed that was his fault. Deciding that something was wrong with him and that he was naturally not someone people were compelled to be around. This turned him into very reclusive person. In his later teen years he took to heart the idea of a romantic noble, someone who would do what was good or just because they were bound by their very existence to do it. It was this kind of ideology that led him to the belief that he must do what he can to solve the worlds problems. It was also this that made being chosen to be the bearer of Gabriel so much harder, because literally the weight of the world was placed on his back. As more and more responsibility is placed on his shoulders, and the tragic events of people close to him dieing, his shell shatters forcing him deep into depression.


Kale himself acts very much like an accommodating person who doesn’t hold himself to highly. He tries to compromise in every situation and hold very few leadership qualities at the start. However as time goes on he naturally becomes more of a leader because he forced in situations where the only way to protect those closest to him is to take charge. Kale however does have a violent side that is rarely seen because he tries to avoid unneeded conflict. But on occasion in situations where his friends are threatened or insulted him can become uncontrollably angry lashing out with a furiousness almost never seen by him.

High Emperor Hyral Furioes- The Main villain of our story, the Emperor is known as the sun child because his rule has been the greatest in Middengale history. He leads his people through the rise of Wraiths but he holds a very dark secret. Hyrul has a split and majority personality who sees humanity as a fat cat on the evolution ladder just waiting to be knocked off. His actions are destructive and massive on a genocidal level. But this plot twist is not known till late in the first act.




High Emperor Hyral Furioes when he is the kindly ruler of the Sun Empire he is a kindly father like figure who takes a liking to Kale and tries to guide him to do the right thing. His people know him as a fearless leader who led the armies against the wraiths the first time they emerged, and gave up an ancient family heirloom, which held old magical properties to stave off a plague that was sweeping through his lands. When the Wraiths attack again he is personally affected by the suffering his people have to go through. It is described in the story by a scribe that Emperor Hyral is a king who cries with his people, who bleeds with his people and stands with his people. However the darker personality is a cold calculated person who sees no boundaries. His actions are brutal and unrelenting, and he sees people as numbers then lives. His reason for living is as he says it, to “Push Humanity to the brink of destruction so you will be forced back from the brink of extinction.” He finds that the only way to truly describe him is that he is the sins of the world given form.



Hyral (Bad)

Has no real connection to anyone nor does he understand them
Sees everyone else as a lower and hence unimportant person in compassion to him.
Loves to speak using old quotes or poetry
Very Cold


Hyral’s good personality is very much a man who will hug you for doing something great, laugh with you, and naturally people flock to him because he is so welcoming and kind to people. He finds that he is the happiest when he is able to create poetry or tell one of his works to people. Combined with his natural charisma he has the ability to instill absolute loyalty, or bravery merely from speaking. He takes it as his personal mission to make sure that the people around him are happy, and often walks the streets the capitol city meeting and talking with people. 

The Dark is very much a puppet master, even his personally groomed circle of followers speak or even see him. He controls his forces from a far and treats everything as expendable. He will kill without thinking and justifies his actions to the few who speak to him by reciting old works. He looks upon others with as much respect as a dog, and treats them accordingly.


Erica Rinyhart - Erica is part of a noble family who has been the carrier of Trinity for almost 1000 years. When Erica is picked she feels the pressure from the rest of the family to hold the great title to her ancestors. However this over zealous pride and no it all attitude are stripped away as her relationship with Kale blossoms. She becomes a champion of the people instead of her family.

Cestella Fugetive- Cestella is part of one of the last Drogen clans left in the entire world. After massive internal conflict, which turned their once proud coastal city states into nothing more then slums, a very barbaric society formed, women are seen as nothing more then a bearer of children or cheap labor. When Cestella is given the Guardian Gia, the people in her clan see her as an abomination and try to cleanse her soul by destroying her body. However the guardian of Gia protects her and she finds herself badly injured in a village hundreds of miles away. When she meets the other Guardians she is naturally fearful and reserved it is only though acts of kindness and sacrifice that she begins to trust again.

Xavier Dellarson- One of the few survivors of the fall of the east, Xavier has spent the last few decades searching for a way to reverse the mutation, which destroyed his family and home. He lacks and diplomatic flare and has a cerebral personality. He tries throughout the story to push his research forward and it is only after he figures out that even the Ice tear has no effect that he begins to see that to save his family he must save himself and protect those that his destiny has pushed upon him. (well done)

Ryan- Ryan is covered in mystery as he was found wondering a field naked, he was taken to a near by Monastery to be treated. However as he remembers he blacked out upon arrival and when he awoke again the temple was destroyed and the monks killed. He is always haunted by voices in his head and figures out that he is the bearer of Larsostraxa, and it is later reveled that he was chosen to bear He of the Order when he was born but was killed only moments after birth, however the essence of Larsostraxa allowed Ryan this chance at life, and became a personality in his head.

Drog- Drog comes from a village of warriors who have become famous for being the birthplace of many of Midagrath most famous hero’s. When Drog becomes the Guardian of Mallganon, his family and village are overjoyed that another one of them will join the ranks of the hero’s of history. He begins with blind faith and a stone personality but grows and shows that he is actually a gentle giant. Drog becomes like a father to Kale as they journey together.

Mark- Mark is one of the youngest men to ever be allowed to attend the Sire Military academy. However while Mark is a kind-hearted person, his devotion to his duties and his skill with a blade makes him one of the best rookies.



Grand Admiral Adamest- The current leader of the Midagrath army, he is known as a masterful traction and a hero of the people. Most see Adama as a greater hero then even the emperor as he was the one who was able to hold back the tide during the first war and pushed them far enough through the canyon that heavens gate could be constructed. At the present time he is considering retirement however major political leaders are pushing him to stay as there has yet to be a candidate who could take over the role better then himself.

High Emperor Hyral Furioes- Know to most as father king, his kind domineer and warm heart has allowed him to stay popular with the people for the last 50 years. However now as ages begin to take hold, he is becoming overtly stressed by new attacks by the Wraiths. What is revealed is that Hyrul was the one who created the Wraiths by using a purification technique that he found that was being use by a cult. By using this spell he turns the people into the greatest beasts.


Aderia- The fictional world which our story takes place in, the name originated from a dead language from the age of Sun and Moon, when humanity sat at the right of the creators as their children. Aderia means place of joy

   Aderia has a very mixed climate, most of the population can be found on the most northern tip of the main land mass. This section of the continent is a mixture of tropics, Savannahs, forests. The tip is also broken up into three different sections by rows of mountains. Each section of the tip has become a different Empire. North of the main landmass is a massive sea, one which suffers from extreme weather condition which has made exploration up to the time of the story impossible. However at the northern pole is a more habitat chain of islands, which are used by the nomadic people as their place of living, using magic to help sustain themselves in the cold environment. However south of the major tip, lies an ever-expansive desert, one thought completely devoid of significant life.

Middagast- found in the central region, is the oldest and most powerful of the three Empires, its capitol city of Rios is made almost completely of marble and stand upon 3 over arching plateaus. The central environment for the are country is extremely Savannah like because of the mountain formations on either side of its boarders. However closer to the mountainsides and far north near the ocean the environment becomes very much more hospital, and is far more like grassland and small forestry. 

Esengard- once known as the meca of for anyone touched with the ability of magic, Esengard was once a rich and powerful nation. However the government and its people became caught up in their excelled skilled in magic, and a culture of being superior soon developed. By most historians it was that culture shift that most likely attributed to the wraith diseases. For reasons still unknown 50 years before the story begins a virus that originated in Esengard consumed Empire, the virus turned all that were infected into wraiths, magically enhanced humans with animalistic behavior and appearance. As a result of the virus the once heavy forest, and hill land of Esengard is nothing more then a wasteland.

WarrenGale- the last of the great empires, Warrengale also known as the iron fist, is the most technologically advanced civilization, after seeing magic as a dangerous element the Barons banned the use of it in their nation, instead putting forth their efforts in technology, and utilizing the heavy amount of mountain ranges, and caves found littered throughout the region. The capital city of Galacorge is almost overwhelming to behold, as it most commonly resembles the inside of a watch or a machine, with thousands of moving parts in every building. 

The Cursed Lands- The Cursed Lands make up the majority of the continent of Aderia, very little is known of this portion of the world, as its climate is extremely hostile, almost the entire region is a dessert. However the Cursed Lands were once the grounds, which the creators would give birth to all living things, or destroy those that no longer belong. The result has left the area overly saturated in magic, and most of the creatures that live within the region are older then some of the land. However at four different points in the area are sealed temple cities, no knows what they do or why their there, but the magically force they expelled is immense. 

Ocren- Ocren is more of a city state then apart of the Middagast Empire, its near monopoly on anything to do with the sea has resulted in its massive growth in power and riches. Ocren is a port city and is mostly occupied by those who looking for travel or looking for work on the fleet of boats found at the harbor.

Elzen- Elzen is a small series of islands linked naturally together by massive ice flows. A small group of Nomads have created a thriving society on the islands. However just as their brothers and sisters to the south are not able to reach them by boat, the Nomads lack of boating technology past fishing boats means that no one knows that they are there. A man named Bagron Shrugor rules Elzen, he is the only one of the nomads to be able to wield magic and because of it they fear him.

Son’anamure- Son’anamure, is a secret place long forgotten by man, it is the birthplace of all life, a focuser of raw energy which can will something to life, or wipe something out of existence. No one knows what it looks like or how to find it, but it is said upon your death that a trail will lead you back to Son’anamure, so that you maybe reborn again.

Heavens Hall, The Warren Gate- both these gates were created as both protection to the nations on either side, and as a physical boundary for the other empire. Heavens Hall is the larger of the two, and consists of two main gates, manned at all times by a full regiment of soldiers. The Warren Gate is a massive steel gate, operated by a handful engineers who maintain that the door is able to open and close by itself. Most people who join the military hope to be posted at Heavens gate, as many romantic tales of heroism, float back to the surrounding villages and cities.

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 18:52:29   
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whoops delete this please

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 18:54:28   
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uuhhhh..... WAAAY too long. I thought this was a place for short haikus or something. 5 7 5

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RE: 2:00 A.M - A Writer's Group - Jul.-12th-2008 19:09:15   
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This thread is for any of the writers here on N4G who would like to share their work.


your wrong

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