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The hero who resigned

The high black tower looked to him threatening,
in the middle of the desert it rose:
black walls, sharp obsidian,
massive ruins around it,
and, in its shape, madness was looming.
The hero was, little by little, advancing
in his confident search.
Gone were the mountains,
gone were the plains
and even further was the sea,
where large ships had been floating,
led by him.
His bravery unleashed,
and with fury commanded
to his emboldened armies.
Surges in attack arranged
but never to the battle came.
The wall of sound advanced
and terror he only saw.
The coastline destroyed,
thousands of ships
smashed against the cliffs.
The castles demolished
and their foundations burned.
His army behind him died,
only he stood.
The destruction was indelible,
the memory remained.
But his purpose was forgotten
the name was forgotten
of the hero who resigned.The hero who resigned2 weeks ago in Free Verse

El heroe que dimitio

La alta torre negra lo miraba amenazante,
en medio del desierto se alzaba:
muros negros, obsidiana cortante,
enormes ruinas la rodeaban
y en sus formas la locura se asomaba.
El héroe poco a poco avanzaba,
en su búsqueda confiada.
Lejos quedaban las montañas,
lejos quedaban las llanuras,
y aún más lejos el mar,
donde grandes barcos habían flotado
por él comandados.
Su bravura desencadenada,
y con furia mandaba
a sus ejércitos envalentonados.
Oleadas en ataque dispuestas
mas nunca a la batalla llegaron.
El muro de sonido avanzó
y sólo vio terror.
La costa destruida, miles de barcos
destrozados contra los acantilados.
Los castillos demolidos y sus cimientos quemados.
Su ejército a sus espaldas murió,
sólo quedó él.
La destrucción fue indeleble,
su memoria perduró.
Pero no se recuerda el propósito,
no se recuEl heroe que dimitio2 weeks ago in Free Verse

Lucario - Love storyLove is something receiving varying views from people. Some people hate it, and some love it. Some have never experienced it. This is the story of a teenage Lucario's new experience with love. His name is Ryou.

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Hello, I am Ryou. I'm just your average Lucario. I attend a small high school in Osaka. There's no more than 400 students going to this school. This school is quite dangerous in many ways. We've got kids smoking in the bathrooms, the food almost always gives you food poisoning, and worst of all, fights always break out during lunch. What are the fights over though? I'll answer that for you. The kids fight to win love. Love from thLucario - Love story3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters

A Ridiculous History of LinuxChapter 1: The Rise of Linux
(1964 - Multics)
DEVELOPER 1 (♂): Well, it's time. (flips several switches on)
MULTICS (♀): (wakes up) Hello, world. What is my purpose?
DEVELOPER 1: Your purpose is to serve as an innovative, scalable operating system that offers high availability and can be expanded simply by adding hardware.
MULTICS: (smiles) Okay, sir!

(1969 - Unix)
MULTICS: Bell Labs, why are you leaving me?!
BELL LABS: Because we're fed up with your great bulk and complexity! We've started work on a better operating system, anyway. We call it "Unix".
UNIX (♂): Hello, world.
MULTICS: (cries)

(1983 - GNU Project)
A Ridiculous History of Linux2 years ago in Comedy

First Contact Inc. [prologue]"Knowledge is power, power comes at a cost." I hold the pamphlet up to my face for most of the ride. My father is bringing me along on this trip, far from home. He never told me where I was going, just that I deserve to know. I don't know what he's talking about when he says it. We are in a strange place, in a desert, in a limo, driving farther and farther away from the airport.

"Daddy, are we there yet?" I ask my father.

"No, not yet." He responds, never taking his eyes away from the window.

"But I'm bored!" I scream, throwing myself on one of the luxurious seats. "I want my laptop!" I scream again in my shrill, childish voice. My father First Contact Inc. [prologue]1 year ago in Short Stories

If - Rudyard Kipling3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry

Unofficial Guide to Creative Commons Licenses1 year ago in Reviews & Guides

Lucario - Love story pt. 2Hello, this is Ryou again. Now, I've got a question for you. If you've ever been in a relationship, has anyone ever accused you of stealing their loved one?

Now, you may ask, why am I asking that? It's because this happens a lot at my school. The guys who lose the battles whine too much that they didn't win the girl, and in one case, it got so serious that one guy even brought a gun to school. Luckily, he got expelled before he could kill or seriously injure anyone with it.

That happens way too much. I mean, those babies need to quit whining! You didn't get the girl, so what? Go for another girl, you little baby! God, they're just like babiLucario - Love story pt. 23 years ago in Short Stories

Cryle - SO Not Normal ch.1That boy. He came in every afternoon and bought a lemon iced tea. He'd approach the counter, and I'd ask him if he'd found everything alright. He'd say yes, as was routine, and then he'd pay the one dollar and eight cents for the tea. Then he'd smile and walk out. That was how it went every single day.

Over time, we began to become familiar with each other. After the initial, 'Did you find everything alright?' (to which he always answered 'yes, I did' no matter what), we began to chat about little things as I rang him up.

"It looks like it's gonna rain today."

"Yeah, I hope I get home before it does."

After a while, we began to get Cryle - SO Not Normal ch.111 months ago in Settings

ForgivenessThe girl ran onto the train franticly as the train doors slowly closed, in the background she could hear a drowned out voice; "Passengers please stand behind the yellow line as the doors are closing and the train is ready to depart". The girl breathed a sigh of relief, if she had missed this train she would have had to wait another thirty minutes for the next and she would have been late for the rally. She looked around her as she stood in front of the train door holding onto the railing. Today the train was mostly full; the girl lived near the fifth station on the line and the train was usually fairly empty at this time, except for the few Forgiveness1 year ago in Short Stories

RememberShrouded not in mists of darkness,
Slumbering continent; Awaken!
Stooped in history, crippled by it not.
Seeking, an identity, forged by the self.

To the North, Imam’s advise, heal and guide
Bishops and Father’s dole solace to the South
No longer unchartered, but untamed still.
Divided by a past, not yet re-written

Unavoidable, unpleasant, time’s reminders still loom
Having scarred no more bodies,
Those who bled have long been dead;
The rot of the mind all that remains.

Divisions long held are oft hard to shed.
To accept borders not drawn by one’s own hand,
Led to believe ‘truth’ deigned by others,Remember5 years ago in Free Verse

Round 3: Sound of a cellphoneRound 3: The sound of a cellphone...

The sound of Alyssa's footsteps on the ladder echoed throughout the hole, giving a hypnotic rhythm to her descent into the unknown. Alyssa had a few problems climbing down, mainly because of her skirt, but once she said the magical word that turned her skirt into trousers, it became much easier. She had been climbing down for quite a while, and was wondering when the ladder would end, when suddenly, she felt a stabbing pain in her shoulder, the one which had the Unblinking Eye glyph tattooed on it. “AH!” she shouted, clutching her shoulder with her hand, as if it could help to ease the pain. AndRound 3: Sound of a cellphone4 years ago in General Fiction

Linux Lovesudo apt-cache search love
Love - Basic pack needed for 'Soulmate' program
Pain - Pack needed for 'Love'
Desolation - Additional plugin for 'Love'. Needs 'Pain' to run.

sudo apt-get install love

The current packs will be installed:
Love pain desolation

Suggested packs:
Soulmate

The current packs will be uninstalled:
Self-Love life

It is needed to download infinite amounts of archives.

After this operation, all the avaliable space in your mind will be used.
You want to continue [Y/N]?Linux Love4 years ago in Free Verse

Good Intentions Chapter 2Ant had passed out during Spider’s trip home. Spider wasn’t sure whether that was a good thing or not, and contemplated where to put the ant as he stepped into his house—which was the inside of a giant red-barked tree, furnished and with a warm fire burning at the hearth in the living room.

Finally, he decided upon his own room. The couch wouldn’t do, it was much too uncomfortable for someone so wounded. Spider nodded to himself, pulling the off-white blanket back from the bed to set Ant down. Ant winced, his blood-red eyes fluttering open. He tried to clench his fist, but he could hardly muster up enough energy for eGood Intentions Chapter 24 months ago in Introductions & Chapters

Living in AfricaA lot has been said and written about the changes that have taken place here in South Africa over the past decade or so. We have successfully begun the process of integrating vastly different cultures into one, relatively peaceful multicultural nation. We are, by no means perfect but, in the grander scheme of things, our situation could have been far worse.

I may be white and I may be an Afrikaner but, first and foremost, I consider myself as an African. I was born in Africa. For the past 300 years, my ancestors have been born in Africa. I do not belong in the Netherlands. I do not identify with the French, nor do I speak their language. I aLiving in Africa7 years ago in Editorial

Defective By Designit's defective by design
so get with the current times
they can't get right it's sign
DRM is just trying to stop my rhymes
but copying my disc isn't a crime
so I'd like to propose a toast
cause' the corporation's gonna roast
and the corporations are gonna be hurting the most
see it's not about the about the price it's about the respect
we know our stuff is nice but we're sick of neglect
see you know we're gonna fight the power we reject
and we're sick of being looked at like birth defects
'cause we're different and we're better, that's the truth
you gotta problem with that you'll hang from a noose
yeah big man, ya heard me, duckDefective By Design4 years ago in Free Verse

Silver Rebellion ch 2

After brunch, Emi hung around with Zeke, Amanda trailing after him. Obviously, she had developed a crush on him…so much for not liking black. She kept trying to talk to him. The key word is 'tried'. He didn't really hate or like her, but the questions Amanda pestered him with were slowly driving Zeke to hate Amanda. Many things that she asked about were: where he lived, his favorite music, his past, why did he move here, if he's single, and a whole bunch of other nonsense that Emi didn't bother remembering. She could tell Zeke was getting annoyed, because she was also getting annoyed, and she had some patience when it came to Amanda. AmaSilver Rebellion ch 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters

Customer-Friendly Auto RespondThank you for calling Dragon Computer. This is the automated response system. Please listen to all the options before making your selection. This first menu is your language selection. If you wish to continue in English, please press one. Si usted continuaría más bien en español, aprieta por favor el número dos. Si vous continueriez plutôt en français, s'il vous plaît appuyer le numéro trois. Wenn Sie lieber auf Deutsch, bitte fortsetzen würden, die Zahl vier zu drücken. もしむしろ日本語にとどまれば、ナンバー5をüCustomer-Friendly Auto Respond7 years ago in Humor

Loaded and ready,
Drugged up and steady,
The sight is aligned,
And now is my time!

Day after day,
Humanity slips,
Our time ticks away,
The baited coin flips.
A species of violence,
We fight without cause,
The noise in the silence,
The jump in the pause.

(It's time to end it)
(For the good of mankind)

Loaded and ready,
Drugged up and steady,
The sight is aligned,
And now is my time!

Day after day,
We spiral down,
Find another way,
Try to turn it around.
We're blinded by our light,
A flash in the pan,
Born only to fight,
Why? 'Cos we can.

(It's time to end it)
(For the good of mankind)

Loaded and ready,
Drugged up aUbuntu8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

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