Hounds on Dark Patch

The sails were hoisted, the crews are all on board, and we set sailing across the dark starry night sky, boarding away through the Martian atmosphere. My dear beloved and most good looking Captain Wright sat on front deck, looking out at the star, turning his head back, giving me a handsome smile. It was cold, and I know he’d come to keep me warm, but he turned back and stood straight by the sudden, appearing there’s something laying there beyond the horizon.

Ever since Earth was abandoned by most of us, she nourished herself, healed by the wonders of nature and the magical creature that once roamed and ruled by her peacefully. Now, returning to Earth after all the technological advances and excitement has been barred by creatures of the olden times. There are the wise ones of the wizards, and sly goblins, civilised elves of the west, sea people of the south, dragons of the north naughty fairies and clumsy Cyclopes. But at the far end of Earth, lie the scar, a patch which Earth could not heal, and an unfair cosmic reminder of her previous children. It was dark, cold, unfertile, unsettled, and unlived.

Wright seemed to forget reality at some point, always do, equationally stirring us starboard towards the patch, landing at the edge of a canyon. Nothing much to see, he just wanted to experience her scar, her pain. But in all darkness life still build its chances, allowed or not. There are creatures living in the dark, and no, they’re not creatures of evil as we would read about or heard about in stories. As far as I know, evil exist most in the light of day, flourish in a most expensive way, looking good at al times, having award winning smiles and an extremely generous amount of social help.

What Captain Wright and I learned on that day was the existence of the Howndders. Oh boy, were they friendly. They are dogs by the way, just a little different. How we felt pity over them, shaking, shivering in hunger and in the cold of the dark night left to scavenge absolutely nothing at all.
Wright threw a sausage over them, as they approach, licking our hands, playing fetch with us. It’s the company they wanted. They are dogs anyways.

What we’ve also learned is that you should not attempt to feed the Howndders, no matter how friendly they are. These friendly creatures tend to follow you where ever you go and they’ll not stop. It was a little sad to leave them as we board our ship, ready for sailing. One got caught up with the ropes. Captain Wright had to shake him off. It was even more sad to hear them howling away, disappearing into the darkness as we continue with our journey on old Earth.

Goodbye

Writing prompt: Goodbye
Type: Poetry
Organizer: Daily Writing Prompt

Goodbye,

Or was it hello again?
Why? Is 'bye' good?
Or was it ‘eye’ misspelled
Makes you wonder, No
Makes me wonder
I’m confused.

Goodbye means your ice-cream will taste flat
Or your root beer will delight you
Depending on your ‘goodbye’
Like this ‘goodbye’ for instance,
With 14 hours and 23 minutes left on the countdown,
Made me sleepy, thus indirectly making my peanut butter sandwich tasteless
Or was it directly?
Gosh, I cannot remember…maybe I should ask the sandwich
….
There you go

Wait,
I've already said goodbye to the sandwich earlier
In a delicious way
Gosh I’m bored,does this sound like poetry?
Looks like one
If only Microsoft word could speak…
Lava, it suppose to be about goodbyes,
Write Lava, write something
Not much time left.

Talking to myself in poetry…
Is this poetry by the way?
Failing in an enzymatic way
Great, my homework is calling for me.

Goodbye.

Zizou Corder - Halo

Aite, bestselling author of the Lionboy Trilogy Zizou Corder made another eye-catching cover on shelves recently, Halo. Finished in a few months ago.
I absolutely adore how Halo was made to be a young, fresh, innocent, filled with strong spirit and courage, unbeatable by male components, yet so feminine. Halo reminded me of myself so much, I fell like denying it. Leonidas was brought in well, so as the centaurs, and my favourite, Arko the centaur (Halo's brother). Corder brought in the plot very well, as baby Halo washed ashore in ancient greece in a turtle's shell up to the end of her quest, partly living in disguise, the plague and the war and how she ended up meeting her biological mother.
It's one of the best books of the year, a must get copy. I think it's a really good book in the firmament of children's literary. You'll get good sense of suspens,betrayal, courage and some other stuff you might sense out in a book. Awesome.

Riordan Fans! Heroes of Olympus: The Lost Hero

It's official! Today, Disney-Hyperion announced that the second series of Camp Half-Blood adventures will be called The Heroes of Olympus. The first book, The Lost Hero, will be published Oct. 12, 2010.

The image above is not the final cover. That will be revealed this summer, along with more information. Who is the lost hero? Which characters from the first series will you see? Who are the new demigods? For now, I can't drop any hints, but here is a short book description from the official press release:

ABOUT THE BOOK:

After saving Olympus from the evil Titan lord, Kronos, Percy and friends have rebuilt their beloved Camp Half-Blood, where the next generation of demigods must now prepare for a chilling prophecy of their own:

Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,

To storm or fire the world must fall.

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death.

Now, in a brand-new series from blockbuster best-selling author Rick Riordan, fans return to the world of Camp Half-Blood. Here, a new group of heroes will inherit a quest. But to survive the journey, they’ll need the help of some familiar demigods.

-Taken from Rick Riordan's Blog-

Cant freaking wait!!!

New adventures with Percy and friends, the strawberry fields in Camp Half-Blood...absence of Luke Castellan :( ....

A midnight insanity after reading an ancient Enigma

I hate what the biblical film epics did to the Egyptians, the brutal image portrayed, using the enormous task story of gangs of slaves when there is no absolute evidence suggesting the myth of such massive enterprise, which seems like a colossal waste of time and energy. Have Vatican I no clue of astronomy? Ancient racism is blasphemy. Of such stories written by Europeans when they're still primitive compared to the highly religious and advanced Egyptians, and we've taken to account such edited work, thousands of years later? How mentally brutal can old civilizations get to up-glow themselves, categorized such people of extreme reserved, who kept the inner mysteries from all but their chosen initiates, of motives of sciences incorporated in religion.
We can only sit, and ponder yet again upon words of drunken 2000 year old man, absorb good will into our hearts, waiting for Judgement day....which I hope no ancient envious writers who have done such damage would follow upon and leading us where we should be going....
Or the libraries in heaven are nothing more comparable than the KL National Library, useless as its appearance and smell.
If we were to be lied to in heaven, then prepare yourself to invade the reset button, where our souls could teleport to another planet capable of supporting life, and start over...and time travel, visiting 'us' in ancient times, further support their technological advances, like the AVP movie (except for the sacrificial ceremonies), and establish a communion of inter-galactic Christianity, a Vatican IV perhaps, and an anti-Christ of the dark side like Star Wars...where then we encourage war, but reduced by an intergalactic version of a reformed "Flower-Power", and play Elvis, The Blues Brothers and John Lee Hooker throughout space, stopping at a galactic cheeseburger stand on a moon in a distance galaxy, light travel to your nearest church, where you'll hear a archeological proven old testament, and eat glowing holy breads and radioactive sacramental wine...
What, we already have a Robin Hood in space...and walkie talkies!
And how dusty history books you dig up behind your shelves in the middle of the night could bring such insanity, blogging like a comic character owned by Graham Annable…

Riordan Fans!

KANE CHRONICLES OUT NOW

As promised by Riordan

Been waiting for years,finally!

Got my copy, how 'bout you?

Joshua Radin - Brand New Day

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Elwood Blues

"No pharmaceutical product could ever equal the rush you get when the band hits that groove, the people are dancing, shouting, and swaying, and the house is rocking!" [...]


"You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush. Depart now and you forever separate yourselves from the vital American legacies of Robert Johnson, Muddy Waters, Willie Dixon, Jimmy Reed, Memphis Slim, Blind Boy Fuller, Louie Jordon, Little Walter, Big Walter, Sonnyboy Williamson I and II, Otis Redding, Jackie Wilson, Elvis Presley, Lieber and Stoller, and Robert K. Weiss".

"Who is Robert K. Weiss?"

"Turn your backs now and you snuff out the fragile candles of Blues, R&B and Soul, and when those flames flicker and expire, the light of the world is extinguished because the music which has moved mankind through seven decades leading to the millennium will whither and die on the vine of abandonment and neglect".
 
-Elwood Blues-