Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Castle B - The grand castle, the one where the rich and famous billionaire lived, was abandoned. The bridge leading to it was destroyed. Perhaps The Magnificent One was meant to be left alone. Like an antique. The bridge was destroyed. No one knows what is inside, or if there is anything inside. One thing’s for sure. The bridge was destroyed on purpose.
(Pardon me for the essence of the moon, I actually wanted to right milk, but it didn't sound right?)
A beautiful stream of water flowed. The building at the end of it was glorious, majestic. I had never seen anything like it before. The blue tips shone. The white body glowed. A forest surrounded the castle. Green and luscious, it seemed to be serene because of the pinnacle of beauty. The water, too, seemed happy to reflect the colours of its peaceful surroundings. None of them wants to be left out.
The setting sun made the clouds seem more menaced, more scary. Beneath the ashen-gray clouds, a castle stood. Tall, but isolated. It was quiet on that hill. The wind did not even gave a sound. Who would live in such a place? Even the muddy path leading up to it seems to give the impression that it was unfit for a king, queen or even a civilian.
Only a peasant could live up there.
At long last, the new castle was built. After many long months of laboring to complete the castle with its high white walls and the beautiful lake around it, it was finally completed. It was such an enormous castle, that even the servants could get lost in it. It had a grand royal gate, a garden with perfectly tamed grass and many exotic trees along with it. Everyone knew of the castle, despite it being so new, and everyone knew that the princess was trying to find a suitable groom. Everyone who came by was deemed not good enough by the king for the perfect princess, who was attractive, intelligent and well-mannered. All men wanted to be her husband, but all who tried had failed, as the kings expectations were extremely high. All of this was something that a beggar like Julian could only dream of. But one day changed his life forever……
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
The majestic blue rooftop gave the castle a majestic look, the look that was fit for royalty. The white - grey bricks that made the whole body strong and sturdy, it made it look like it was made to endure strong winds and storms, it made it look like it could endure anything.
The golden touches gave the castle a truly high-class look, it fitted the rich and royal living in the castle.
The light red and white bricks that made up the boundary of the castle, made the already sturdy castle look even safer.
The luscious green lake contrasted the high class look of the castle with the natural green look reflected off the greenery surrounding the castle. The castle reflected over the green lake.
With everything I saw, it truly makes me wonder, who lives here?
The once bustling castle now stood abandoned. three hundred years ago, this used to be the ballroom where nobility flocked to from all over the kingdom, a chattering market of conversation, and the pride of the people of Eggland. Now, the castle stays tranquil, and the only people who go there are tourists, historians and the groundskeeper.
The prominent blue cone above the white towers looked majestic in the setting sun. The mountaintop castle had stood for hundreds of years, been the home of many a lord, and witness to many a tragedy. A winding path leads up the mountain to the door of the castle, and at the other end of the path stood a destroyed bridge. The bridge had been torn down to halt the army of the Purples, by cutting it off from the Kingdom of Gorillas. Not for long...
The sun's brught and brilliant rays start to slowly fade away, leaving a array of colour gradients ranging from blue to orange to red, it was just the right combination, it filled the sky and signified the coming of night. There was huge mountain that was nice brown colour and on top of it stood a castle, from the bottom it seemed high and mighty. It was solid and sturdy, made to endure heavy winds and storms. It had a blue roof which matched the white colour of the castle and gave it a majestic look, fit for royalty. Who lives in this fantastic castle? We will find out soon.
-Pasakorn & Ilya
Sunday, July 18, 2010
It was simply a killer. Looking at this magnificent scene where the sun set had became an old man. Slowly edging toward the other side of the world. Leaving behind a orange rosy sky. It just seem too yellow to be red... Wait, a mixture it shall be where golden was formed... Gold, what a evil thing and colour, it was hard to believe the facts that it actually happened. Gold… This colour which had only left behind sad memories… I could not help when tears streamed down my face as I recalled the event that had led to this day. This day where I had made this decision... with the consequence of being left alone... as lonely as this big tree...
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
There was a magical feeling in the air. The colours splashed in every corner. The magnificent rays of the Sun lit up the sky as if it were on fire. It was a breathtaking sight. The autumn leaves previously swept were dancing in the wind. The wind died down and the leaves gently fell to the ground. The Sun slowly but surely went down. The beam from the Sun glanced once more upon the magnificent scenery and then disappeared leaving the world in darkness.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Hakeem (M H)
Belle, or Belle Donner.
Don’t confuse that with belladonna.
She has such a sweet voice. She would sing in the gardens with the birds chirping with her every morning.
Only when I was broke, did I appreciate the company of Belle.
Before I left home, I spoke to my 3 daughters.
“I’m going away for quite some time, what would you like as a gift when I get back?”
My 2 eldest daughters cried, “An iPhone!” “A MacBook!”
Belle just sang,
“I’d like a bunch of roses, please.
“None ever grows in our garden.
“But a ring would be nice,
“With a big diamond on top.”
I left, promising those useless gifts.
Although I quite like the roses Bella used to grow.
“ What an ugly girl you are!” screamed the Beast. Belle was forced to enter the castle as her evil father forced her to enter the castle for the sake of his life. The evil father had abused her, causing Belle to have bruises all over her face. Belle cried as she made her way to the castle. As Beast opened the door, the girl with swollen eyes and swollen face, who was terribly unpleasant to look at was rebuked by the Beast “I will never fall in love with such an ugly looking person!” stated the Beast. Belle was down, hoping that she was be comforted by the Beast, the only person or rather living thing there. Belle found Beast surprisingly charming and manly. It was love at first sight...
“When will I be rescued from this wretched place?” thought the Beast. “I have been here for days and months, and months and days! I hate this place!” The Beast had a foul temper and this worsened after time. Belle refusing him only angers him further. She talk of a charming prince not knowing about the truth…
After the beast killed the witch, he devoured her and hid in her house attacking anything that came near the deserted house.
False as it can be
far from being friends
Then somebody bends
Just a massive change
Big, to say the least
Both really scared
Not at all prepared
Beauty and the Bald"
The music was playing as the beautiful french la Belle and the bald, 40 year old Peter danced to it. They were horrible dancers and kept on stepping on each others feet, some would say that this was on purpose. They were only dancing so that the curse would be lifted. 40 year old Peter hired la Belle to dance with him to get rid of the curse. " Until you get a beautiful woman to dance with you, you will forever be bald, bwahaha!! Ahhhh, but there's a catch that person must dance with you because she wants to." " The curse should be lifted by now, why isn't my hair growing back!!" Peter said. La Belle just kept quiet,she did not say a thing.
A fine woman she was, her black lustrous hair, she moved with the grace of a swan, and many would die for just her beauty. Which was just as well, as her only visible flaw was that she had a temper that no one could extinguish. He was ugly, moved like a sloth, many hated him, yet he had a kindness, such a pure kindness. How would these two’s destinies cross each other and what role would they play in the other's life?