Creation Myth

At the beginning there were two realms, Alderaan, and the Llva. In the infinite existed beings greater than anything else that existed. The realm flowed with anything and nothing, there was light, stars, darkness, fire. There were creatures inimaginable both magnificent and monstrous. This realm consisted of five major gods and three spirits.

A spark of light traveled for eons into existence creating Vohorh. Standing taller than the rocky mountains in the land of Alderaan, his eyes as clear as its purple skies that graced Alderaan which brewed with thunder and lightning. Wings sprouting from his back, black as the darkness that surrounds Alderaan at night. In one hand he held the staff of knowledge, one the other the spear of fate and destiny.

VOHORH
I shall rule this land and call my own, with this staff and spear I shall rule over all! I shall be called the All-Father!

Looking around him and saw himself as the only being made of flesh he decided to create new ones, but they were not visible like him. Ripping apart his flesh he molded his four progeny.

VOHORH
You will be called Vunas the spirit of tranquility and vitality.

From his flesh and the wind, Vunas was made smaller than his father, floating in the air he laughed and flew off.

VOHORH
You shall be called Juwenta spirit of prosperity and fertility.

From his flesh and a golden leaf, Juwenta was crouched stroking the grass which made it grow.

VOHORH
Your name shall be Xoldur spirit of wrath.

The red sand and his flesh shifted together molding a soldier with a sword screaming loudly and strike down the golden tree charging away. Lastly from his flesh and a piece of the Infinite Ice that dwells on the highest mountain Auna was formed.

VOHORH
Auna spirit of death and all the monstrous creatures that live in my land take them away, far far away.

Auna nodded opening her a vortex of darkness opened sucking all the creatures into oblivion.

Following in their father’s footsteps Juwenta, Xoldur, and Vunas created their own children from their flesh. Etar daughter of Xoldur, spirit of youth and beauty. Kaius son of Juwenta spirit of bravery and determination. Lastly Jacob son of Vunas, spirit of the permuting waters in Alderaan.

The four spirits created their own realms in their father’s realm for them to rule over. Anadeia was created by Auna an icy tundra and storm created from the infinite Ice inhabitable for any living creature, Aristeaus created by Juwenta where all of her father’s animal came to spend the time by and mate before returning once more. A glowing light hanged in the sky created by the fire of Isfidre. Perileous a realm where all the monstrous creatures lived created by Xoldur as a sign of good for his father to get rid of all the impure ones in his realm, and finally Ara created by Auna the land where all the mystical creatures lived.

The three gods promised their sons and daughter a gift when the time had come, and when it did they left the realms to their descendants, except for Vunas who gave her son Llava. Llava the forbidden realm as no gods nor mystical creatures knew how it was created.

VOHORH
Jacob, you will not set foot in the realm of the unknown, if you do you shall be banished for eons from Alderaan never to return again. As it is said so shall it be.

With that Vohorh slammed the staff of knowledge and the spear of fate and destiny vanishing into thin air. Jacob who knelt before him nodded.

JACOB
Yes, All-Father.

But with each passing day as Jacob observed his cousins he grew jealous of the possibilities. One day Jacob decided to visit Llava and was saddened by what he saw. There was no light or darkness, only a sky and still water, patchy earth, and dried mountains. Deciding to do something he talked to his grandfather to persuade his decision, but Vohorh could not be swayed

JACOB
All-Father I beg of you reconsider-

VOHORH

My word is law Jacob learn it, what is done cannot be undone. It’s best if you moved on from it.

Disregarding the ‘All-Father’ warning he started to take care of Llva, stealing the flesh of the creatures, mystical and monstrous he molded four-legged creatures from them, tigers, zebras, lions, and many others were created.
From the feather of his grandfather wings, he molded creatures who would live only in the air, from the monster who lived in his grandfather’s lake he molded creatures to live in the still water. Taking part of the Isfidre he shaped the sun and cooled part of it to make the moon. He took the twinkles in the tree of knowledge in his grandfather’s garden and made the stars to accompany the moon.
Once that was completed he looked around at Llva and decided there should be creatures other than the animals to inhabit it.

JACOB

With these elements combined, I create thee beings and dub thee man and woman.

The man being made from his uncle’s teeth and hair the woman from his mother. The beings stood there not being given a mind nor soul, or purpose.

His Grandfather finding out about this punished Jacob sending to the corner of the realms with no way back taking over Llava as it’s ruler.

Butterfly Effects

ButterflyEffects

WARNING: Contains foul language and the mentions of blood, drugs, and includes violence.

1 EXT. BAR – NIGHT 1
A man, 40, is leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette. He turns his head as he sees another man,20, stumbling out of the bar spitting on the floor and giving the middle finger to the person who threw him out then walking away. The man kept smoking his cigarette as he didn’t pay any mind to the other man who walked into an alley.

2 EXT. ALLEY – NIGHT 2
The man, 20, kicks a bottle throws his head back and screams. A homeless man who was sleeping with his head down raises his head, but buries himself further into his wool
covers.The man takes out his ringing phone.

JAXON
What?!…I’ll be there soon…I
said I would be there Jackass, just
hold him until I get there…Tell
Landon to calm his shit

The man, 40, flicks his cigarette and starts walking away,
pauses as he hears a scream that resonated in the alley. He starts to walk away again, but is stopped once again as the scream sounded louder this time. Walking towards the alley, cautious, he walks over to a body lying face up, eyes popping out, throat slit as blood pours out. The man quickly kneels next to the person trying to hear what he was trying to get out. As a looming shadow stands behind him.

THE HOMELESS MAN
R-ru-uuu-n.

3 INT. DEN 3
Dreary, and dark Jaxon makes his way towards a door careful not to step on the bodies of rats that littered on the floor. Opening the door he nods over at a man giving a tattoo to a girl who seems to be half past out. Making his way through another door. He opens it and is bombarded by the smell of weed and sweat.

GLENN
Heyo! Jaxon is here. Yo! where were
you last night?

JAXON
I don’t see how that’s any of your
business. Where’s Travis.

GLENN
He stayed out for the night too.
Apparently the deal with the gang
down at the west coast went to shit
so he’s trying to fix it.

Jaxon nods at him and walks once again into another room, he curses under his breath as he turns on the light. The room was dimly lit as the light kept flickering. At the corner a bed, night stand that had a bottle of water and bottle of pills that read paroxetine. In the other corner stood a board with various faces of people ranging from 18 to 50 men and female. crosses on each and every face. Near that board sat a TV that Jaxon turns on revealing a news reporter.

REPORTER
It was here that the victims were
found, half of their faces scorched
while the other the butterfly mark
carved into it. The coroner
predicts that they died this
morning between midnight and three.
Police officers recognise the
killers as these are their 25th
victims. Still they have not been
able to catch these notorious 5…

Jaxon turns the TV off, he walks over to the board and crosses out another face. He moves toward the bed throwing himself down, not bothering to take his shoes off. He opens the nightstand and pulls out a pack of cigarette. Pulling a lighter out of his jeans he lit the cigarette and smoked.

4 INT. HOUSE – DAY 1996 4
In the kitchen stood Debra and Henry, Debra washing dishes and Henry drying.

DEBRA
You weren’t there asshole, you
weren’t there! you left them alone!
and you left them unsafe, what
would have happened! Huh!

HENRY
I said I was sorry what more do you
expect from me? you want me to get
on my knees and beg for your
useless forgiveness

DEBRA
What I expect you to do is be a
father to your two sons who look up
to you more than anything. I expect
you to act like the responsible
adult you fucking are!

HENRY
I’m not gonna repeat myself Debra.

DEBRA
well maybe if I heard you the first
time you wouldn’t have to.
Henry roughly wipes a dish, as Debra kept washing them. A
moment later Henry roughly stacks the dishes and swings the
cabinet door closed making Debra jump.

HENRY
Okay then Debra I’m sorry, okay I’m
sorry. Are you happy now.

DEBRA
As long as you keep behaving like
this I’ll never be happy.
With that she went back to washing the dishes and Henry
walks away accidentally drops a dish as he storms out. Debra
takes a deep breath her shoulder tensing, her hands shaking,
her tears mixing with the water.

5 INT. DEN POKER ROOM 5

Jaxon wakes up to his door banging.

GLENN
Boss man wake up! Travis is here
and he got some news.

JAXON
Alright I’ll be there soon just
give me a minute.

GLENN
No prob Boss man.

Jaxon gets up and removes the cigarette, opening the pill bottle, he throws one in his mouth took a sip of water and dropped the cigarette in there. He walks toward the door and opens it rubbing the back of his neck and shaking his right leg. Walking towards the table occupied by 5 people who were all playing poker. He sits next to a man who wore sunglasses sipping his beer.

JAXON
Where the fuck were you?
Travis kept sipping his beer until Jaxon took it away from
him and threw it over his shoulder. The laughter from the
table abruptly stopped.

JAXON
when I ask a question Travis I
expect an answer right away.

TRAVIS
You never like the answers I give
though.

JAXON
That’s because half the time your
answers are ones you pull out your
ass, I hope you’re smart enough to
give a decent answer.
Jaxon took his card and a handful of chips from a bowl that
was in the middle of the table.

TRAVIS
The deal was a set up. They took us
by surprise they killed Joel and
Elijah. We manage to set one of
them on fire, and kill few of them.
I almost die, but this kid

JAXON
What kid?

TRAVIS
Just a random kid that was passing
by decided to save me.

JAXON
Why?

TRAVIS
If I knew, trust me Jaxon I would
have told you.

GLENN
The kids in the back.

LANDON
Apparently it’s the governor’s kid.

JAXON
What’s the governor’s kid doing
wondering near a gang site? what
I’m also wondering is what did you
do to the bodies?

TRAVIS
They’re with Ian right now.

JAXON
Good. Royal flush bitches.
They all throw their cards down as Jaxon laughs and walks
away.

6 INT. ROOM 6
He woke up to a room dimly lit the light fixture swinging
back and forth. He holds his head while getting up and looks
around the bare room. Squinting he tries to see as a looming
shadow stands in the corner bathed in black. A chair was in
front. He looks over and sees a bottle water with a pain
killer pill on the small table next to the bed.

JAXON
If you want the pounding to stop
you’re welcome to swallow the pill,
or you can keep the drums playing
in your head all day long.
Jaxon moves forward, pulls the chair back sat down and
leaned forward.
He decides to take the pill and swallow it drinking the
water soon after. JAxon watch him about to lit it.

KILLIAN
Can you not please, I-i’m allergic.
Jaxon raises an eyebrow and put the cigarette away deciding
to play with the lighter instead.
They both sat in silence the only thing audible in the tiny
room was the sound the lighter.

KILLIAN
Who are you?

JAXON
And he speaks ladies and gents. The
question here isn’t who I am it’s
who the fuck are you, and why you
were wondering around a gang site.

KILLIAN
I was walking.

JAXON
You were walking.

KILLIAN
That’s what I just said isn’t it.
Jaxon leans back on the chair one hand holding the lighter
while the other was playing with it.

JAXON
Listen kid, I don’t like you being
here, and I have an impression that
you don’t want to be here, so what
about you make it easier on both of
us and tell me the truth.

KILLIAN
I don’t have to answer to you.

JAXON
Alright.
Jaxon pulls out his gun and leans forward one more time
looking straight at Killian.

JAXON
I’m a busy man boy I don’t want to
sit here and interrogate your
little ass when I could be robbing
a bank. So how about you tell me
who the fuck you are or…
Jaxon lifts his gun and aims it to his forehead. Killian’s
eye contact with him wavered as his gaze focused on the
barrel of the gun

JAXON
what do you say sport. Do you wanna
talk now.
Killian stays quiet still staring at the gun..

7 INT. DEN POKER ROOM 7
Travis talking to Landon who was not paying attention as he was swiping on his phone. Glenn looking subtly at their hands as he pulls out cards from under his sleeves. A shot was heard and they all drop their cards moving in the direction of the shot.

Singularity

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This mask of mine seem to crack,

with every step.

This mask of mine seem to not wanna leave my face,

With every lie.

This mask of mine has become a part of me.

O’ this mask of mine.

Do you notice that everyone wears one?

To hide their secrets.

Do you notice they all wear the same smile?

To hide the pain.

O’ this mask of mine I say

 

 

Euphoria

pexels-photo-1064162.jpegHas the sun always shone this brightly?

Has the grass always been this green?

Has the sky always been this blue?

Has trees always been this tall?

When I stop to look them they make me feel alive

Ecstatic

A feeling of Euphoria.

 

Serendipity

milky-way-starry-sky-night-sky-star-956981.jpegNo one likes a sappy love story,

but with you here I wouldn’t mind.

 The stars have aligned themselves,

I can see them as they shine brightly through my window.

I wish on them every night,

I dream of you holding me here.

Yearning for this Serendipity.

 

Lele and the city of a thousand Tales

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She was visiting the cemetery today, the sky was gloomy as always in this town. Yellow dandelions hanged loosely in her hands as she weaved her way through the stones pausing slightly to pay her respects to the dead. She arrived at a simple stone, the name Kate Chang written elagantly on the stone and beneath the name was a carved golden pheasant. She kneeled down and put her hands on the stone, a slight breeze past by making her smile.

“Happy birthday nǎinai,” She dropped the flowers carefully got up walking way. When she arrived home she found her mother sitting on the table reading her kindle, her father was watching something on the TV. She closed the door carefully and hugged her mother who looked up and smiled at her.  “Breakfast is on the table, go wake up your brother and tell him he’s going to be late for his interview.” She looked over at the clock and looked back at her mother, she chuckled and moved up the stairs disregarding her father.

“John get up, your interview is in a few minute,” she knocked on his a couple times before he opened up. His blonde hair disorganised, his eyes half open and he was holding himself up with the door sluggishly.

“Thanks,” he mumbled before closing the door, she blinked a couple times before going back to her room.

The unkempt room was getting dirtier by the minute and looking like any teenagers bedroom. She moved carefully around the mess and plopped down on her bed pulling out the old torn out book. In front of it the words Fairy-tales were engraved beautifully that every time she touched it her heart unknowingly skipped a beat. This book was the only thing she has left of her grandmother now that she passed away, and she was going to keep her promise.