The Darkness of a past...

[Dark-Disciple]

Darkness of a Past...

THis is my first one so plz, Don't pull me out of my little cloud for when I'm done Ok? THis story is summerized in the poem/ (the poem here is an intro though) , so I hope you'll enjoy It...
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THe Night's Fright


I don’t know if is me, I just don’t know,
But have him been the only one, the only one with hope…
I have been thinking of this for hours days and months,
Years came along without letting me know…

At the end what matters is that we don’t give in,
Because the pain will show, and the fear might live on
So I ask, What has happened to those that were strong?
Why did they do what they know was all wrong?

The darkness arises in everyone’s heart,
Then light disappears, and it is always night.
This is the story of the one that had light;
The one person that wasn’t afraid of night’s fright…

So this was the boy that didn’t gave in,
Even if light didn’t helped, even if it was all dim
And he loved what he had, and never looked back,
This boy had a chance and we all know that.

So this boy was strong and showed his might,
He had too much to loose on this frightening night
So this boy went on with his head on high,
And he never gave in, he went on to fight.

And as I said before the light was all gone,
But he gave it a spark, and the light lived on…
This story does happen in everyone’s heart,
And as we live on, dark fill us with fright.

Don’t worry just know to not be afraid,
Just look at the light that shines in all depths
And remember this tale of light and dark,
And all about the Night’s Fright.

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Ok I guess now is time for your veridicts...

[N.E.O.]

Sounds good will you be making chapters?


If so then they would be interesting.

[Riku's Dawn]

KH,I'm not sure.

[Anonymous]

Hmmm.... I'm guessing it's called Night's Fright? Oh, Darkness of the past... whatever!

THe poem was good, but I'm not really into poems... but it was one of the few that I've actually read through! That means you're good!

[Dark-Disciple]

Good to know... that was like an intro. Is like a summery. I'll make chapters of how the boy lives trough this but first I'll start with the minds of the lost ones..... As I said, that was like the intro.... I'll try to post the first chapter today...

[Dark-Disciple]

(Here it is......)
The Darkness of a Past Chapter One:

From the minds of a soldier.

“…Sitting in a lonesome place as I stare at the never-ending darkness surrounding me. I can’t escape it, I’m in too deep. More than one have fallen in with me; this was hell since the beginning. We were supposed to be a group of Light. We used to fight for the causes of Light. All this thoughts that we once had are now nothing more than longings we might never reach again. Imprisoned and Captive. Our hopes were destroyed and now we see no cause to living. The call of Death I’ve heard too many. We have long lived this way. We have no cause, or so that’s what we are told. We are now prisoners of the Dark.

Most of us just are here, waiting for this hell to come to an end, but as this time goes on, we have but just to dream. But dreams are but nightmares now. One by one. Piece by piece we were torn apart.

We where soldiers once. We fought with courage. We had honor and we fought for no other than the causes of good. But this was that of which turned us apart. We fought for the Light and so, against the Dark. But it was there that curiosity struck. We began drifting towards Darkness. Us, The strong, we where the first to fall. Then came those that followed our misleading Ways…

We entered The Dark and became too blind to see the light. We found ourselves in such depths that we found it hard escape. We where trapped.

All but one self doomed. The virtuous one as now he is called. He had restrained from coming in. And so, we long awaited in for Him. Minutes seemed Like hours, Hours seemed Like Days. Days like weeks and weeks like years. He came to us not.

This is when our faith began to crash. We where jammed in this darkness. We have waited to long, but now we’ve waited enough. And so, one by one have some began to run in the only way they found out. Death Itself.

I still hold Strong. I shall not fall. I still await for him of whom I know will come…
But how long will that be…. Will I survive another Year? What has happened… Where has he gone? I hope to one Day know. But now I shall rest and let the time pass. He will come. Yes, But now All I have to do is to stand strong….. Stand Strong…

[Dark-Disciple]

(ooc Done with second chapter if anyone even cares...)


Darkness of a Past, Chapter Two


Years have past since the last time the assault was made. More and more are my men loosing themselves to the overwhelming Darkness that envelopes each one of us piece by piece. Why do I still hold strong?
Because turns out, There is a light inside us all. This I discovered not to long. Darkness is weak against a strong will. One by one have my men fallen because they have lost all hope. Now if only I could find a way to concentrate this light inside me, My light… maybe I could still be able to turn back.

But hope is nothing but a fool’s charm. Only few of us still hold strong. My brigade was decimated by the greed and wrong leading ways to the dark side. To find what it means to be lost, one must loose himself and be able to find the way all by one’s own instinct. And it is finding our way back the part in which we stumble the most…

I’ve ventured far to deep in this Darkness looking for my light. And lost am I in this confusion that keeps us from sanity. It is now that we begin to ask ourselves why did we followed this path? Where we too blinded by the lies that now begin to unfold themselves as every minute goes by? If so, how was it that we got eluded so easily to believing such things?

It is not right for me to ask this questions. I will fight for what I feel is the right cause. Waiting here with no answer to our never-ending cry has been far too naïve. We have forgotten of the one that was to rescue us, just like he has forgotten about us. And as not all our hearts have been consumed, and as long as there’s one heart standing, lighting at least the dimmest part of the way, we will fight to gain back what has been taken from us.

Some of us have lost things that we hold dear as we began traveling inside the darkness. Our families, our homes, whatever we gave intrinsic and moral value that helped us live. We’ve lost the things that we longed to wake up every mourning for…

The hope we have now is not but a dim ray of light, and it is brought to my men by my words. I try to help them fight giving them a reason to do so. But I my self have began to loose trust in my words.

We will continue fighting never the less, and so, we will wake up from this nightmare. Now again I must rest, tomorrow we will need all the strength that we have. We’ve been tempted along the way and to keep from temptation, we have decided to close our ears. We are now deprived from yet another feeling, and Though some believe it is a sagacity act, I can only think that this will also deprive us to hear the truth.

I leave you all now. I say once again, and I hope that you pray for us. The Forgotten, The Unforgiven….

[Dark-Disciple]

Plz coment so I know someone is reading this. So I would know wether to do another chapter...