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    Friday, October 12th, 2007
    10:56 pm
    LiveJournal Again, 'Eh?
     Well, its been awhile since I've posted in my LiveJournal, but considering a very good friend of mine just created a community for my FFXI Linkshell (Lakshmi server is the BEST!), then I might oughta try to update this bugger a bit, 'eh?  

    A lot has happened since my last posts.  My divorce finalized.  I turned that loser down.  I dated again.  I was engaged, but found out he was more immature than I, though he was 35, and now, single again.  Yay.  I'm sure we all know and love that single life, yes?  In the meantime, I'm starting up "Avon" on the side of my regular job.  I think its actually a step in the CORRECT direction for me, surprisingly enough.  We'll find out in about 4 months.  Depends on if my business grows or not.  So any of you out there, that reads this, and lives in or near Columbus, GA, lemme know if you like/want any Avon hehe.  

    Other than that paragraph up there, nothing's going on in my life.  I'm reading a terrific book by Tabitha King.  Those that read recognize her name, I'm sure.  She's no small timer by reputation, though she doesn't have that many books out.  She's married to the GREAT Stephen King.  Oh yeah... the books he writes keeps me up way past my bedtime, and then sleeping lightly, listening for that footstep on the stairs, that creak of the door hinges, that hand barely brushing the coverlet on my bed...  I'm sure you understand what I mean.  The book she wrote is pretty good to.  Its called "Candles Burning" for any who're interested in checking it out.  It's worth it!  The wording is elegant and smooth, tantalizingly teasing, in just such a way that you can't lay the book down.  Not many books catch me up like that, but yeah, this one did!

    Okay, long enough 'catch up' post.  Have fun, and have a wonderful night~

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    Wednesday, August 10th, 2005
    3:30 am
    A Dog's and Cat's Daily Diary
    Excerpts From A Dog's Daily Diary:

    8:00am - Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
    9:30am - Oh Boy! A Car ride! My favorite!
    9:40am - Oh Boy! A Walk! My favorite!
    10:30am - Oh Boy! A Car ride! My favorite!
    11:30am - Oh Boy! Dog food! My favorite!
    12:00pm - Oh Boy! The kids! My favorite!
    1:00pm - Oh Boy! The yard! My favorite!
    4:00pm - Oh Boy! The kids! My favorite!
    5:00pm - Oh Boy! Dog Food! My favorite!
    5:30pm - Oh Boy! Mum! My favorite!
    6:00pm - Oh Boy! Playing ball! My favorite!
    6:30pm - Oh Boy! Sleeping in Master's Bed! My favorite!

    Excerpts From A Cat's Daily Diary:

    Day 183

    My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. Today my attempt to kill my captors while weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair, must try this on their bed.

    Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body, in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm, not working according to plan.

    There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of "allergies". Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.

    I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait. It is only a matter of time.
    Monday, August 8th, 2005
    10:10 pm
    Chapter 15
    It was early morning when we arrived at our final destination. Before and below us lay an immense castle. It was overgrown and dilapidated. It was the perfect setting for the seat of all the evil. We silently flew down to the highest turret with an entrance into the castle. When everyone was off of Chafley, he changed into his human form. He was 5'9" with golden blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. Kristin's mouth was hanging open. Only Cree didn't react, because she had already seen him in his true form.

    No one talked in case the demons overheard. The seraphim put his arm around me and led me into the darkness at the head of the tower stairs. We crept silently downwards, leading the others by our faint glow. We couldn't help the glow, it was our nature. After what seemed an eternity, we reached the bottom of the stairs, and it opened before us into many hallways. It was a maze! I didn't know what to think, so I opened my mind to Fate and he helped me to calm down.

    He told me to concentrate and follow the flow of evil until it was too strong, then he would follow it until we found the source. He let go of me and I stood alone in the middle of the hallway, focusing my mind. Like a beacon, the evil threaded through the maze. I followed it with my mind and body and ignored everything else. As each trap and hallway was traversed, the evil line became denser and harder to handle. It was like walking straight into a rive of slow moving mud. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I released the line to Fate. When he had taken it up, I chanced a glance at him and gasped at his radiance. He was so beautiful in all his glory.

    Fate began to walk down the hallway, but he abruptly stopped, turning to me and taking my hand. His mind opened to me, and he called for my help. He pulled me to him and we clung to each other as tightly as we could until the others couldn't see who started where. We both gasped as our minds and bodies overlapped until we were one entity. We fitted perfectly together, and our deepest emotions and secrets were revealed. We were truly brought together. As we turned to take on the line, we saw the expressions of the group.

    Everyone's jaw was hanging as far down as it could go. For Chafley, this was pretty impressive. He had at some point shifted into an air-snake who jaw had unhinged and touched the floor. Cree had turned a brilliant crystalline blue with surprise. Jal had shifted to werewolf form in a defensive stance, fangs bared, and Erin, Kristin, and Jeremy were looking on with amazement and awe. We sent a comforting wave of emotion at them, but we couldn't actually communicate with them. Apparently, this particular combining of forms made us lose our power of speech and double our other powers. It was only a minor loss for our purpose.

    I could understand why they were so shocked, though. Picture an eight foot tall being with multi-colored irridescent wings, long-flowing silver hair and a fiery bright brillance permeating the surrounding area. We were so bright that all the shadows were chased away, and the group had to squint to see us.

    Our combined power clamped onto the line, and we followed it once again. The halls were becoming larger, and the feel of evil was stronger. We began to see glimpses of smaller demons following behind us, but the light was too bright for them to approach. Finally, we burst into a large chamber at what appeared to be the heart of the castle. There we saw dozens of demons, and the leader of them all sat on a throne of lead and steel. That was the only thing that wouldn't tarnish from the evil of the creature. They all turned as one when we entered and hissed a warning. The final battle had sprung upon us.

    Cree, Jal, Erin, Chafley, Kristin, and Jeremy fanned out behind us and protected our back as we began our split. There was a terrible wrenching sensation and I heard someone scream as our forms began to come apart. I realized that the scream came from me. It felt as if someone were shearing my soul apart. Slowly, ever so slowly, we came apart. Our wings, our legs, our arms, our chests, and finally our heads were seperated, until only our lips were touching. It was our first kiss and it was not the time to think of such things.

    We stood and looked at each other in wonder as we realized what had just occurred. We had just transcended the law of nature. We had also become intimately attached by this experience. We knew more about each other than we knew about ourselves.

    The demons weren't going to allow us to get out without a fight, though. They bunched up like cats and leapt at us. I quickly threw up a shield of light that caused the lead demons to shrivel and die, leaving the others to back off hissing and spitting like cobras. We needed time to plan, and the shield would hold them off until we were ready to fight.

    "We need to figure out our plan of attack, because we are in their territory now. They have the upper hand by knowing their surroundings and drawing power from the demon king. Although we have a disadvantage, we may still be able to defeat them if we plan carefully." Each member of the team looked grim, lost in thought. They knew this would be a battle to end all battles.

    "Since you are a healer, maybe you should stay behind the shield and help us if we are wounded." Erin looked a little worried. She was remembering her torn wing.

    "I'm also the most powerful, and you will need my help in this battle. I will still be able to heal when it is needed, but I also need to fight if we are to win." Jeremy seemed to want to say something, but when I looked at him, he turned away and stood off the the side by himself.

    "How are we going to destroy them? They know about the other ways we have gotten rid of major demons, and they are most likely prepared for that." This line of thought was definitely along the right track to plan for. Kristin always came up with the good ideas. That's why she was always so quiet. She would be thinking and planning while we were preparing for battle.

    "If we catch them by surprise, we should be able to still use a few of those other attacks from before. We do need to think of some new things, though. Maybe Fate and I should recombine so that our power will be doubled." I wasn't sure I would be able to handle recombining, but we were talking about the fate of my friends here. I would do anything to ensure their safety in this battle.

    "I second Sara. I believe if we combine, our side will have the advantage of doubled power. We may not be able to communicate, but we will still be able to work as a team. Just go out, fight, and watch each other's backs. Sara and I will take on the Demon King." Fate reached out his hand towards me, and we opened our minds to each other. "Sara, I love you, and I believe we can do this."

    I smiled warmly at him, and leaned forward. I kissed him gently on the lips, and we began to merge. When our transformation was complete, we released the shield around us and everyone ran forward into the fray. Fate and I leapt into the air and flew swiftly towards the Demon King. It was over fifteen feet tall with a wing span of at least fifty feet. Its wings were leathery and ended in razor sharp claws. His face was distored, six inch fangs protruding from his foul mouth, and his eyes burned a blood red. His legs ended in hooves, and he was covered in black fur from the waist down. His tail was tipped with a poisonous barb, and his hands had four inch black nails. From either side of his head emerged twisted, black horns. He was hideous, and yes so appealing. Evil too often tempts the pure.

    Fate filled my mind with thoughts of love and belonging, and I came back to my sense. I knew who I loved, and who I belonged with, and no evil could ever change that. I turned my thoughts back to the fight and concentrated on how to defeat him. Where could his weakness be? He was practically covered from head to foot. The only open spaces were where his weapons were. This only left the hands, the furry legs, the hooves, the horns, the eyes, the mouth, and his tail. We decided we would go for his eyes. Gathering energy, we molded it into a fiery hot bolt. We swooped toward the demon's tail, then threw the bolt with all of our might at his eyes when he looked to see where we were going.

    It hit dead center. There was a moment of total and complete heavy silence. Then it was shattered by the unearthly scream of the Demon King. We had wounded him, but it only succeeded in making him angry. He still had his other eye, and powers we had yet to see. Maybe we would be lucky, and he would think we were only a nuisance, and we would soon go away, but when we looked around, we saw how many demons had already been slain, and knew he wouldn't let us go until at least one of us had died.

    Slowly, ponderously, the demon king arose from his throne of lead and steel and slowly lifted one hoof in front of the other. He approached us slowly as if he would frighten us off. It didn't work, we were terribly frightened, and we began to back away, but I knew we had to do something or he would kill my friends. I opened up to Fate and told him of my plan. He felt surprised, but agreed. We acted immediately.

    We flew up and grabbed the chain I had seen there when we entered the cave. It was a thick one with heavy links that wouldn't be easily broken. Next, we flew down behind the throne and landed on the other side of the small stream of water flowing there. The Demon King watched us with what seemed to be amusement. If he knew what we were really planning, he would have tried to kill us immediately. He followed us across the stream and we struck out into the castle proper. We knew he would treat this as a cat and mouse game, so we took our time and set up our traps along the way.

    The first trap was the chain. We fixed it about a foot above the floor, and covered it with a bit of magic so that it seemed to be empty space. We ran along and stopped three corridors from that one. We waited and listened. From our trap we heard a muffled thump and another unearthly shriek. Luckily, we still had the upper hand. As we continued along, we looked for things that would help us put him where we wanted him.
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