It twasnt til it was over until I realized I had it all,
That it seemed I set myself up for an unperceivable fall.
All I have to say...God, how could I have been such a fool?
What the hell?... Why... Why was I such a goddamn tool?
My heart was in turmoil and ruin,
The melody of death and self-destruction was my tune.
I stood atop a cliff and gazed down upon the ground,
Until up behind me, came a seemingly non-existent sound.
In my back, I felt the blades cool edge,
The words Farewell, following me off the ledge.
As I fell through the air and space, I began to wonder
How... How c
Good-byes can be very difficult sometimes, such as when a friend moves
away. Even as I write this, I find it difficult to put into words what I feel and what
it means to me to say it.
When I entered high school, I said good-bye to many things. I said
good-bye to past friends, my school for 8 years, my immaturity, as well as
everything I knew.
I was placed in an unfamiliar situation where I knew next to no one. In
doing so, I discovered something. When you say good-bye to things, such as your
past, it resembles a book. When part of it ends, such as a chapter, it paves the
way to a new and part.
In coming to Had
Daryth on Expletus Exitum by Shd0w0fL1ght, literature
Literature
Daryth on Expletus Exitum
Full Name: Daryth Necator
Nickname(s)(If any): None
Age: Around 16
Gender: Male
Weapon of choice (if any): Light weapons, such as daggers and swords, and bows on rare occasions
Personality (120 word minimum requested): Daryth is a dark and mistrusting person. He won't open to anyone unless he completely trusts them, even then he usually seems quiet and distant. He does care for others sometimes, but doesn't usually risk his own life unless he has a good reason. He tends to shy away from towns, preferring forests and natural areas to populated ones. He is slow to anger, but once he is angry, everyone in the vicinity will probabl
Daryth's sword rested in the ground as he stood, panting and bleeding from various wounds. His black hair covered his eyes slightly as a hot wind blew over the nearly deserted field. His loose black clothing was torn in several locations, revealing many wounds along his arms, face, legs and chest. As the wind died down, he looked at the field with a sinking feeling in his heart, his icy blue eyes appearing calm, though underneath he was worried. Leaning onto his sword for support, he watched as events unfolded…
A steel-clad warrior charged through the small rank of soldiers, his sword piercing through the stomach of an unfortunate victim
Daryth's sword rested in the ground as he stood, panting and bleeding from various wounds. His black hair covered his eyes slightly as a hot wind blew over the nearly deserted field. His loose black clothing was torn in several locations, revealing many wounds along his arms, face, legs and chest. As the wind died down, he looked at the field with a sinking feeling in his heart, his icy blue eyes appearing calm, though underneath he was worried. Leaning onto his sword for support, he watched as events unfolded…
A steel-clad warrior charged through the small rank of soldiers, his sword piercing through the stomach of an unfortunate victim
Daryth on Expletus Exitum by Shd0w0fL1ght, literature
Literature
Daryth on Expletus Exitum
Full Name: Daryth Necator
Nickname(s)(If any): None
Age: Around 16
Gender: Male
Weapon of choice (if any): Light weapons, such as daggers and swords, and bows on rare occasions
Personality (120 word minimum requested): Daryth is a dark and mistrusting person. He won't open to anyone unless he completely trusts them, even then he usually seems quiet and distant. He does care for others sometimes, but doesn't usually risk his own life unless he has a good reason. He tends to shy away from towns, preferring forests and natural areas to populated ones. He is slow to anger, but once he is angry, everyone in the vicinity will probabl
Good-byes can be very difficult sometimes, such as when a friend moves
away. Even as I write this, I find it difficult to put into words what I feel and what
it means to me to say it.
When I entered high school, I said good-bye to many things. I said
good-bye to past friends, my school for 8 years, my immaturity, as well as
everything I knew.
I was placed in an unfamiliar situation where I knew next to no one. In
doing so, I discovered something. When you say good-bye to things, such as your
past, it resembles a book. When part of it ends, such as a chapter, it paves the
way to a new and part.
In coming to Had
It twasnt til it was over until I realized I had it all,
That it seemed I set myself up for an unperceivable fall.
All I have to say...God, how could I have been such a fool?
What the hell?... Why... Why was I such a goddamn tool?
My heart was in turmoil and ruin,
The melody of death and self-destruction was my tune.
I stood atop a cliff and gazed down upon the ground,
Until up behind me, came a seemingly non-existent sound.
In my back, I felt the blades cool edge,
The words Farewell, following me off the ledge.
As I fell through the air and space, I began to wonder
How... How c
Daryth's sword rested in the ground as he stood, panting and bleeding from various wounds. His black hair covered his eyes slightly as a hot wind blew over the nearly deserted field. His loose black clothing was torn in several locations, revealing many wounds along his arms, face, legs and chest. As the wind died down, he looked at the field with a sinking feeling in his heart, his icy blue eyes appearing calm, though underneath he was worried. Leaning onto his sword for support, he watched as events unfolded…
A steel-clad warrior charged through the small rank of soldiers, his sword piercing through the stomach of an unfortunate victim
Current Residence: New Jersey Favourite genre of music: Techno, Trance, and Metal Favourite photographer: Brandon! hahahahahaha Operating System: Dude, it's a Dell! MP3 player of choice: my walkman Shell of choice: turtle? Wallpaper of choice: Black or dark green, lol Skin of choice: The one I'm wearing xD Favourite cartoon character: Naruto Personal Quote: Alea iacta est... (The die is cast...)
Favourite Movies
The 300 I guess
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
System of a Down
Favourite Writers
David Gemmell
Favourite Games
Oblivion
Favourite Gaming Platform
XBox 360
Tools of the Trade
Computer, keyboard, a pen (or pencil) and paper
Other Interests
Too many to mention, video games, comp, crew, etc....
@_@ You people are so freakin' busy.... 250 deviations and a bunch of journals and stuff *dies* I got surgery on my ankle and stuff, but I'm doing a lot better than I used to. I've had a girlfriend for a little over three months and I turned 17 on June 21st. (The surgery was 3 days after) I'm sorry I disappeared, but I'm back now, and I've begun working on my story again. WOOOOOO! I'm back baby, and I'm happier than ever! Thanks to all my friends who've helped and supported me when I've been so down over the past year. Ever since I was injured, I've been able to see the world in a different light. You guys have helped me to see beyon
I phail at life.... Won't be having any updates for a while.... Life hates me right now and I wish something would turn out positively for me for once....
In the middle of a new story... other one is on hold. I finished the prologue, but it's on my flash drive, which my friend has. Working on chapter 1~~~ I'm happy, I've gotten some inspiration ^_^ Expect it up relatively soon.... Whuhahahaha Necator is back, oh yeah! As my main character as usual.... xD
Feel free to IM me if you catch me online.... always willing to chat it up XP
-Tristan
PS- More joournals to come, hellz yeah!