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Root - Prologue by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Root - Prologue

High up in their treetop home, Azora turns the pages in a thick, musty book. She had revelled in the art of storytelling for as long as she could understand words. Her brother, Kyvin, had been slower in learning to read, but made for a fantastic audience. Only 10 years old, she feeds him every word of her tales from the ancient tome, an heirloom from their grandfather. "Battling with selfless courage, the mysterious Root Guardians give their lives to the organization, to the defense of The Canopy, and most of all, to their ancient code." She looks up from the book at Kyvin's eyes, enraptured with the story. "Do you remembe

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Cyrus and Cynthia by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Cyrus and Cynthia

In the beginning, all gods were given their own land upon the planet Earth. In this division, they were told that they were welcome to whatever ends they wished to pursue, so long as they did not interfere with other lands. Enki’s land, given to him as one of the first, was a lush expanse of green forests and rolling plains. It was, however, devoid of life, and as such, Enki grew lonely in the solitude of his land, and so decided to create the first human, a woman he named Cynthia, and blessed her with a divinely powerful singing voice. Day and night, after her creation, Enki would come to her and ask her to sing for him, and every tim

Children of War REUPLOAD by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Children of War REUPLOAD

Children of war, left to die Only gentle reveries, to soothe the mind Soldiers marching, breaks the silence Not proclaiming peace, but bringing violence We will escape, I know it's true We will escape, with all of you Escape this life, of death, of fear Escape this life, to skies shining clear To a place where we can always be free 'Cross the rolling plains and blue seas Where all around, all the birds sing Of a life, a life worth living We are children of war

546 Days REUPLOAD by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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546 Days REUPLOAD

I'm willing now. I'm willing to put this on paper, though it blurs my mind to focus on this possible past. It was a summer day when we met, with all the joy and excitement that followed in the fervour of the burning sun. The first person I ever allowed into my heart, but too much conspired for her to exit gracefully. They tell me she's married now, but I can't explain it to myself. Every day for a year and a half, I would walk back to the park with a cup of tea, and sit down at the bench where we first met. She would always be there too, on time as always, with a cup of coffee warm in her hand. Here, we would converse until the warm, comforti

Duty Calls by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Duty Calls

"At least tell me why!" She cries out hysterically, stretching her arms out to the walls of the hallway to block him in, stopping him from leaving the bedroom. Throwing his coat on, however, he strides directly towards her, and she flattens against the wall of the hallway, out of his way, as if dodging a bullet. Undeterred, she follows his supple footsteps down the stairs as she hammers down with her own. "James! James!" her eyes water with the pain of abandonment as she rounds the corner off the landing in a huff and rushes ahead of him, grabbing his hat off the stand and putting it behind her back before he can take it himself. He sighs an

Snowblind by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Snowblind

The moonlit sky has shrunk away to little more than a blackened husk, greyed with the bobbing clouds of a coming storm. Yet, I am undeterred as I tromp, step by step, beat by beat, through the icy snow, it burning through the gaping holes in my tattered running shoes. I need to be gone. I need to disappear into the night. Looking back against my own judgement, I still see the lights, and faintly hear the music, pounding away at a constant, repetitive bassline. A single image trounces all others in my mind, though. A single balloon, an elliptical red star shimmering with a metallic film, has been released and is flying far above the beat of t

No Free Lunches by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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No Free Lunches

It was mid-afternoon when James headed out for a long walk through the woods. Though a boy of only ten, he was often allowed to roam once his chores were done. Of course, however, he had no cares for what he was "allowed" to do. "My chores will get done," he muttered to himself as he slipped off the property, "when they get done. That's that." He wandered for quite some time, playfighting with branches, throwing rocks at birds, and having adventures in the woods. In short order, he realised that the sun was beginning to set. "I should get home," he told himself. "It will surely be dinnertime soon." Quickly, he turned on his heel, and began b

Free Verse 3 - The Pebble and the Moth by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Free Verse 3 - The Pebble and the Moth

January 7th, 2012 2341 Sometimes I long For the stone. For the callous rock, the shell of inevitability. The stone to which I clutch, the rocks upon which I grip, when all else is lost. Firm, immovable, indifferent. I long, to be that one. I long to be who no one needs. I long to be who needs no one. And you. I long to be who doesn't care for you anymore. The sky is a circus of a thousand burning stars, And I am its audience, flailing, and clapping its hands. This beauty is a lamppost, a torch, burning brightly in the shimmering night And I. I am a big, senseless moth, unaware, unclear, hopeless, and inevitable. To be the r

The Drive Up by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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The Drive Up

The following is a true story from a long drive from Grande Prairie, Alberta to a reserve up north called Fox Lake. It took about seven hours, and went wrong in spectacularly amusing ways. Our society has the strangest phobias. Not just an individual level, but on a large scale. For example, when wishing someone farewell for a long period of time, if they have a plane ride ahead of them, many people will say something along the lines of "Have a safe flight!" as though getting on a plane is some sort of death sentence, and the entire plan is simply a ten-spaced roulette wheel with "Die horribly" in three of them. However, though I never fear

Umbryn's Letters - Angels Fall First by Waterstride-Sunrise, literature

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Umbryn's Letters - Angels Fall First

Every day, everything shapes us, and is shaped by us. We push against our confines. In turn, they push against us Until either we break them, or fit them. This is the natural order. This is what it is to be human. And yet, the luckiest amongst us have our confines broken for us, from the outside. Some of us are saved. Angels are always those who fall first, who fall the hardest. This is why I still stand strong, while you, I'm sure, are no more. For the greatest amongst us are not those who last the longest, but those who fall first. Why is it that, when all I could do was harm, and you could do nothing but believe, that you were th

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As cottages in the countryside go, it was fairly average and easy to spot, being the only one you'd find on Verylongstreet Path. The village itself was quiet in an unsettling kind of way, the type of place you look forward to leaving once you've arrived. Mrs. Bundtcake wasn't allowed to live inside the cottage itself, but she'd found herself a pleasant place just up the road, and Doctor Foole said the walk was good for her deep vein thrombosis. Her ritual was always the same, as she guessed it always would be. She knocked on the cottage door three times, and if no one told her to go away, she let herself in and made

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Jan 17, 1985
Canada
Deviant for 16 years
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Aha, they finally changed this to be specifically visual artists. In that case, no idea, most of my exposure to visual arts is on dA.

Favourite Movies

Probably Boondock Saints, though one or two that I can't remember come close.

Favourite TV Shows

Puella Magi, I guess, if it counts. Otherwise, Mythbusters is a big one.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Oh jesus, if that's not a can of worms...

Favourite Books

Hitchhiker's Guide, Hunger Games, Underland Chronicles, few others I can't remember.

Favourite Writers

Suzanne Collins, Douglas Adams, Gen Urobichi, Koontz, a few others I probably won't even remember.

Favourite Games

Terraria, but with Silent Hill 2 and Portal close behind.

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This is fanboy bait, I just know it!

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StarlightShoals

Jan 17, 2015

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

Waterstride-Sunrise

Jan 17, 2015

Ahhhhgh I was so sure I was going to beat you to it this year! Guess you're just quicker than me on this stuff XD

Happy birrrrrrrthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy to you too!

StarlightShoals

Jan 17, 2015

I cheated by doing it just a few minutes after midnight~ :3

So you're twenty now?? What's it like to be out of the teens~?

Waterstride-Sunrise

Jan 17, 2015

Ahhh, I should've thought of that XD

Oh, it's terrible, it's like all of a sudden you stop seeing in colour and your back hurts. Do everything you can to put it off as much as possible!

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i found you

Well, it was a good run. I didn't want to have to kill you.

angelenroute

Jun 26, 2014

Hey Daniel, haven't been on dA the past couple days, but I'll read your journal more and reply asap. Thanks for the LIKE on my page too by the way! Going to bed now...yes, I'm that exhausted!!! Miss talking to you, hope to catch you during workday tomorrow or at least tomorrow evening.