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Post by lookingthroughyou on Mar 14, 2005 15:02:46 GMT -5
Okay this is a story from me and jan...hope you all like it. here goes:
Paul stared out his window and absentmindedly stroked his unshaven cheek. They had been in Rishikesh for 3 days now, and he and george were already in a fight.
They had just been walking along the path enjoying a peaceful breeze and the singing birds, when Paul said something like, “This place is a little boring.” George had practically foamed at the mouth, and now he refused to talk to paul. The last thing he had said to him was, “Leave if you don’t like it!”and stormed off. Now even John and ringo were acting distant, and Jane was practically ignoring him too, from all the meditation. He stared out the window, down at the stream that twisted around thelandscape, and sighed.
He grabbed his acoustic guitar that was lying on his bed and began plucking at random notes, forming chords and beginnings of songs. He sighed again and closed his eyes briefly, as a breeze of warm air floated over him. He opened his eyes again, and saw a glimmering patch of white drifting lazily over him, spreading a happy feeling around the room.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. “What the hell..” he muttered, bemused. The little patch grew slowly, making the room warm. He clutched his guitar warily and reached towards the patch of glimmering pearl. As soon as he touched it, he felt an extremely odd feeling in his body, like he was traveling through space. He pulled away quickly and gazed at the big patch, completely confused. It seemed to beckon to him, drawing him away to another place.
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Post by me on Mar 14, 2005 15:40:52 GMT -5
It was freaking him out. He looked around to see if this was some kind of a sick joke the lads pulled on him, but there was nobody there. Why would they? They weren’t talking to him anymore, so pulling jokes on him would not be something they would find funny now. He looked at the patch again. He felt an extreme urge to touch it again. It was like a voice calling him. He sat there and listened carefully. Yes, he definitely heard someone call his name. He looked around in to the room again. What was this thing? He had experienced strange feelings in his body before, but those times he was on LSD. Now he hadn’t used anything.
Still he kept feeling the urge to touch the patch again and so he did. It was like his body got a shock and got sucked into it. He quickly grabbed his guitar from the bed and then he heard a loud BANG!
Paul closed his eyes and holds his guitar to his body, not to lose it. This wasn’t funny anymore he thought. He opened his eyes again to see he was flying through a weird sky of red, grey and black. It was kind of scary, so he closed his eyes again and waited to see where it would end.
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Post by wrestlingdog on Mar 14, 2005 18:21:19 GMT -5
oooohh... intriguing... yay it's set in India! XD
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Post by Sgt.Honeypie on Mar 14, 2005 20:00:08 GMT -5
that is great! I can't wait to see what happens!
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Post by ibrake4whales on Mar 14, 2005 20:49:13 GMT -5
ooohhh i like
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Post by Beatlemon on Mar 16, 2005 21:27:01 GMT -5
OOoooooooH! Keep it coming!
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Post by me on Mar 17, 2005 15:06:36 GMT -5
We will, soon.  |
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Post by ibrake4whales on Mar 20, 2005 23:34:29 GMT -5
how soon?
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Post by me on Mar 21, 2005 13:49:44 GMT -5
Soon soon. No I don't know. Is it worth writing more....most people seem to ignore this |
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Post by lookingthroughyou on Mar 22, 2005 20:57:21 GMT -5
He landed suddenly with a huge thump, and quickly opened his eyes. He shook his head. “Where the hell am I?” He said slowly. He looked down. It appeared that pieces of the ground were crawling all over him, getting in his clothes and scratching him. He stood up quickly and shook the things out. What were they? He grabbed one and held it up to his face. It was a swirling mass of what appeared to be lava. “Where am I?” He repeated in awe, staring around.
All around him were huge cliffs of red that spun and rolled like a huge kaleidescope around him. He closed his eyes, already dizzy. Opening his eyes again, he noticed that little streams appeared to run past him, but not blue, like a stream should be, but deep red like blood. He edged away from the stream, and dug his nails into his arm. He stopped quickly and inspected his arm. Little red marks showed up, along with pain. He was definitely for real, and this was not a joke.
“Crikey.” He whispered. “How…” he backed up, clutching his guitar fearfully. Nobody, nothing, just swirling masses of red and black. Suddenly, he felt something standing behind him. He spun around fearfully, expecting the worst.
“Hello…” a strange voice sang out.
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Post by me on Mar 30, 2005 13:14:09 GMT -5
Paul jumped back a little. It was a person in black clothes, like a black sort of dress or cape. Paul supposed it was a woman, because the voice sounded like a woman’s one. He tried to see a face, but black sheets were covering it.
“Err…what am I doing here?” Paul asked trying to peek between the sheets.
The person put her finger in front of her mouth to tell Paul to be quiet.
Paul looked around. He didn’t know why he had to be quiet. He didn’t even know what he was doing here and where he was.
“Okay now err… do you have a name?” Paul asked trying to get a conversation started so he could find out how to get out of here as soon as possible. This place with all the red and black was freaking him out.
The person put out her hand. Paul could now see the person was definitely a woman. He knew exactly what a woman’s hand looked like. He was afraid of what would happen next, but his curiosity drove him to putting his hand in hers.
“So… you are a bird?” Paul asked looking at the woman in the black dress. “A blackbird” Paul said giggling, but stopped it when he heard she wasn’t laughing with him.
The woman looked at him, though Paul still couldn’t see her face.
“Where are you taking me? I’m dreaming right?” Paul said still trying to see a glimpse of her face.
“Just come with me, Paul.” The woman sang.
Paul’s eyes widened and he was just speechless and let the woman guide him. How did she know his name?
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Post by dude41 on Mar 30, 2005 13:29:56 GMT -5
awesome story! I love it! Who is the woman, though? Update soon!
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Post by Sgt.Honeypie on Mar 30, 2005 23:43:14 GMT -5
 I love it!
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Post by me on Apr 6, 2005 14:26:19 GMT -5
Liv get your butt in here! it's your turn!
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I love it!