Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Excerpt from Green Dawn:
"An eerie sense of calm and peace filled her. Something was calling to her, urging her to action. Pieces of reality once disparate now seemed to fit into a new, and powerful whole. Slowly, she rose from the ground, her face placid, the pain in her hand almost forgotten. Turning about, she took in the visages of ravaged nature, and a steely cold rage filled every fiber of her being.
It's time to strike back.
An impossible notion began to form. It was crazy, ridiculous: it could never work. Then she realized that there was one other ingredient she possessed, the enzyme that would catalyze the coming counter-reaction. It was a tool that would now enable her to strike at the heart of her enemies' greatest weakness, a tool that ironically she had been fighting to ignore her entire life:
Myself."
God, do I aspire to write like this.
Dark Memories[8:53 PM]
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