A thousand generations before the time of the great flood, a race of travelers from the stars found a new home on a small planet at the edge of their galaxy. They called themselves the Nepa Alma and to the natives of this planet, they seemed an immortal race as there seemed to be no weapons that would harm these strange beings. The Nepa Alma were quite tall with light skin and hair. Their eyes seemed to glisten in the sunlight and glow in the dark.
During the aftermath of the battle, Michael looked at the destruction around him. Several trees had been knocked down, and the rainbow pool had been turned into a murky shade of discolored gray. Made sense—given the fact that colors slowly turn black in the absence of light, and all dark energy was was the absence of good, lighter energy.
“Did mosquitoes ever sleep?” he wondered. There were creatures who rose with the sun every morning, their strength fueled by that golden orb’s warmth. There were fiends of the night, monsters and demons and animals who prowled the darkness. There were even beasts who slept through the winter, their eyes shut against the cold and barren world. Even Maugoru needed rest, or so Adrian assumed. Insects did not sleep. The first frost of each year pushed the bugs onto new courses for warmer weather and smothered those left behind. On nights like this, in the middle of summer, it was easy to forget that men and women ruled this world. For, when they fell silent, the ever present bug buzz held dominion over the land. It was this buzzing that nudged Adrian back into his senses, nightmares of the burning forest replaced by the soft light of the Rangers’ medical house.
The original premise for this story was "what if one was dreaming and one got so bored with whatever one was dreaming about that one dozed off in that dream and started dreaming within the dream"… but there is much more going on here.
Long ago there was four kingdom that ruled around the world. From time to time everyone was on peace but when new kings heir the throne there was war. Sometimes the war was a misunderstanding which led to millions of death. Other time was for the territory they wanted or wanted to have more power. From era to era there was a war between the four kingdoms until the king of the west. With his intelligent, he stops the war with the North by giving them a part of their land. To the east, he gave them some of his ocean territories.
On a dark night, two twin sisters went through a series of weird events. The twins Azeroth and Zarate were both 19, and they were searching for love. But the twins were rude and cold hearted. They treated any boy with no respect and they still expected to get love in return. Living in Muir Woods there wasn’t much selection except the boys they knew very well growing up with. They wouldn’t mind dating any of them, but the boys had no interest in them. They were tired of trying and just wanted a stable relationship. The night was October 31st, halloween and they decided to go to the local dance. They arrived at the dance and noticed people out of town were there. The night was perfect for them to get out and meet new boys.
I opened my eyes and turned to the left side of my bed, the windows. I could not see any sunlight, the night was still peepin’ in. I blinked then grabbed my iPod touch generation 5. I pressed the power button and saw that the lock screen reads that it is 12:01 AM. 'Today’s a new day,' I thought to myself. 'But... I just want to fall back asleep.' Without a doubt, I went right back to sleep.
I smiled at the nurse as she pulled the blankets up around my shoulders. Today had been a good day. My whole family had come to visit. We had had a small birthday party for one of the little ones in the basement of the nursing home. It had been the time of my life, and one of the few fun things that happened in this place. Trying to move to a more comfortable position made everything hurt again. I didn’t want to lose the ability to see my kids and grandkids, but I did want all this pain to go away. At this point, no amount of drugs seemed to made a dent in it. Dying of ovarian cancer wasn’t a fun way to go. Even with surgeries the cancer had gotten into everything. I was making it longer than expected, but that seemed harder on my family. I had already talked to them about celebrating my life when I passed away, but nothing is for sure once you have no control over it.
I never knew a set of doors could be so scary, like a give-you-nightmares-for-months type of scary. Who would have thought a slab of mahogany could be so frightening? Terrifying even. I guess it wasn't the doors themselves that scared me; it was what lay behind the doors that scared me. My new life. My new scary, dangerous, humiliating life.
Shadows slice at the unwieldy in our world, slashing and taking aim at those who would find themselves worthy to make targets of themselves to benefactors and the just resolute. We, the Shadow's weapons, are tasked with joining clans of familial ties and made to exterminate. That's just it, this story of ours is of those who would strive against the idea of our families' and our clans' reigns. Each of us has our reasons to want to be away from our clansmen, be it our choice, theirs, or fates. Regardless of why—we are here, and we're going to pursue our own justice against this entire rule of the Nine Clans.
The machines do their thing and I mine. As best I can. They beep and I wheeze with old lungs not ready to peter out. Sunlight comes through the only window as I lay still, watching it change the tone of colors onto the generic wallpaper that threatens a headache when gazed upon. I lay here and think. Guess that is all you can do at the end of your life. People leave and leave you to your thoughts. As the song goes… Regrets, I got a few. The biggest is one I have had to live with for sixty years.