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Aug. 25th, 2010 04:50 pmIs there really a song?
I thought I remembered
A scrap of a shadow,
The clearest of notes
I was lost for so long
I thought I'd discovered
A hope of escaping
In fragments of tune.
I once thought I was wrong
Was just an illusion
A thing misremembered
Of simpler times.
And yet still there's the song
Melodious rapture
Still haunting my mem'ry
From just out of reach.
And I think, though I long
To truly remember
Twas merely invention
There was never a song.
- The Song That Never Was
I thought I remembered
A scrap of a shadow,
The clearest of notes
I was lost for so long
I thought I'd discovered
A hope of escaping
In fragments of tune.
I once thought I was wrong
Was just an illusion
A thing misremembered
Of simpler times.
And yet still there's the song
Melodious rapture
Still haunting my mem'ry
From just out of reach.
And I think, though I long
To truly remember
Twas merely invention
There was never a song.
- The Song That Never Was
It occurs to me that I could do poetry requests or commission probably more easily and better than stories, but I'm not so sure anyone would really be interested >.> Ah well.
Anyway journally things: I'm going back to university in a couple of weeks, and my major has expanded to become a double major in English and Biology, which I have high hopes of getting done in only one extra year of school if nothing goes pear-shaped. Still have no real plan for what I'm gonna do after that <.<
Also, my roommate for the past two years has decided he can't afford to live in residence any more so I'm going to have an unknown factor as a roommate, which is pretty scary because autism and all >.< But we'll just have to see how it goes. The res people do know I have autism so hopefully I can trust them to give me someone they know I can deal with <.<
Lessee what else... Oh yeah, one of the Alibi stories I'm working on is coming along magnificently, wordcount around 4300 ^-^ And with more of an actually-thought-through plot than anything else I've written thus far, I think. Here's a sneak peek for yas ^-^
“That’s ok. Have you seen, um, have you...” Marty faltered. Had Skywing really been telling the truth? Even after the magical gate and the giant pillar of blue fire, it was hard to swallow. I mean, you expect to find weird things through magical portals, you don’t expect to bump into them in internet chatrooms.
“Sorry, I can’t quite hear you there,”
“Have you seen a dragon?”
“Sorry, I can’t quite hear you there,”
“Have you seen a dragon?”
