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I don't know how to feel about this one. It's a bit too high at the end! But I kind of like that? It's got a bit of charm to it being in a higher range. So, guys! :D I have something a bit different for my description today! I feel it's common knowledge at this point that I tend to enjoy making up stories. And i'm going to talk about one of my stories today, but it's not even a pitch. It's in development! And it's making me realize just how bad my spelling truly is! XD This is part of what I've wrote already, it might change, might not. I just don't feel a connection with some of the names and such. But if any of you would like to see it more in detail, such as with the characters and such, here's a link. (Not recommended!) XD : https://kaleidiope.tumblr.com/post/189085071586/story-pitch-for-the-drawings-ive-been-doing "A world, Hanbano. Presumed to be, once a world of beauty, now a world of sand and sea. The small planet's moon was large enough to block the sun for decades. If not far longer. An eternal eclipse. Leaving the world to adapt to it's new conditions. For better, or worse. The world fell apart. But as all things will do, the world adapted. The people made the best of what they had. And the world didn't leave the people, truly, in the dark. "Starworms." A type of glowing water dwelling bug with bioluminescene, rumored to have magic inside their shell's, due to the evidence of life around the ponds they inhabit. They live in the water, and in the water far beneath the ground. Along with the "Starworms of the sky". A flying bug with a far fainter glow. rumored to be the souls of the dead. Other than stars themselves, they were the world's only source of light. "GlowCo." A company made for harvesting the Starworms. GlowCo took the Starworms and turned them into lights. GlowCo knew the world relied on their lights. Crazy with power, GlowCo charged great deals of pearls for their lights. Some people seen the damage it was doing, to the world, to the people, to the starworms themselves. And retaliated. They started wearing masks on one half of their face, so when there was no light, one eye would be adjusted to the darkness. The people who could afford lights rejected those with masks, and started calling them, "Off Ones". For they're seemingly "Off" logic. The Off Ones relied on the many small bodies of water about the world for light. Along with the deemed, deadly source, that was fire. The people lived in one city, but not together. Most "Without Masks" were anything and everything they dreamed of, while the Off Ones often became merchants. GlowCo was not fond of the Off Ones, They decided that if there is no natural light then they too, would have to buy their lights. GlowCo destroyed the city. And everything around it. Many things relied on the Starworms, they depleted too much, too fast. And destroyed that portion of the world. Those Without Masks moved on, and made a new city. While the Off Ones stayed. They wouldn't let GlowCo win. They stayed in and throughout the chaos. Their masks let them see, they weren't afraid to use fire as light. Both, something GlowCo couldn't do a thing about. With a old city in ruins and a new city on the rise, The two groups got farther apart with growing darkness in the world. And in their hearts." I hope everyone's having a great day!
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Sau·da·de /souˈdädə/ Noun (A feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament.) (Made this a bit like the way I did Deep illusions.) Kind of want to make Oliver sing this! Been working on some lyrics for it, but it got too sad for my liking. Not that sad songs are bad, but I just wasn't feeling it. So now i'm changing some of it to be less sad and confusing! :D I feel that's the best way to put it. Also, I've been messing on this site. (Mainly because I'm not too fond of working with the software I have.) But for the pure heck of it: https://onlinesequencer.net/1248258 I think it sounds kind of 8-bit now. I hope everyone's having a great day!
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(The rest of the chapter for Silver Casted. The non-mirror story. It will have a name soon, I promise! But what I was thinking of calling it doesn't seem to fit it as well as I thought it was going to, due to how this story is going.) You open the book. A piece of paper falls out of it. You pick it up. You put the book down, and pull all your attention to the paper. It's a code, at least, that's what it looks like to you. There's five marks on the paper. It's not numbers. But they don't look like letters, either. You look back at the lock box, it has five slots. You spin the dials inside the slots. They have the same marks. You match them up, and the box opens. You look inside the box. Papers, more papers. Filled on the front and back of the papers are the same type of marks. They make no sense. You start pulling out all the papers. There were only papers in the box, all that's left, is a mirror lining the bottom. Why would they hide and lock up papers no one could read? You look back at the book, your name still front and center on the cover. You open the book. The same odd writing fills the book. But, on one page, there's different writing. This writing...You could read this writing. This writing's only backwards. The mirror in the box. You hold the book above the lock box and read the page. " The Guide. He'll help you. Trust him. And believe in what he shows you. He'll help you the best he can. Open your heart to him. More than you'll ever know rests in the hands of you and him." " Break the mirror. Time shouldn't be wasted. Too much already has been. Break the mirror. Start your journey. " I hope everyone's having a nice day!