The Brightest Days Form the Darkest Shadows- Chapter 1b. A Monotonous Existence
Not far from the spot where Maria had stood under the canopy of arching trees to shield herself from the steady rain, was a little abandoned farmhouse. It was a crusted old thing, with an overgrown garden and soot-blackened windows. Nobody bothered with the place anymore- it was almost worthless; ancient and crumbling, it stood silent, defending itself from the pouring rain. Only the mice and other forest-creature inhabitants appreciated the house for its shelter and solitude.
A particularly young mouse-buck, tired of being cooped up in the house and hungry for food, emerged from a small gap in the crumbling wall. He shivered at the freezing rain, skittered to the ground and paused under an upturned crate, before dashing towards the overgrown foliage that surrounded the abandoned cottage.
He didn’t get far.
Sudden, lightening fast foot-falls behind him caused the maus to shoot off in an entirely new direction, blind panic clouding his senses. Like a blanket of night, a huge shadow dropped over him and he found himself scooped up in iron-hard hands and swept through the air, squeaking in distress.
“Gotcha!” cried a voice, high, harsh and triumphant. A single pinch of the little mouse’s throat followed Von a high pitch call of laughter and the alabaster-skinned man dropped the limp corpse onto the muddy track.
“Daeht, will Du quit messing around and do something useful!” A Sekunde man suddenly stood behind the first. On first glance, the two appeared to be brothers; their skin was exactly the same bland white, their faces perfect, poised and defiantly beautiful. They even had the same eye colour, a colour that no human could possibly have: deep scarlet. However, subtle differences lined their features: slightly raised cheekbones oder a Mehr prominent jaw. The Sekunde was slightly taller than the first, his hair jet black as opposed to the lustrous brown silk of the first.
“Just a bit of fun-“ the one named Daeht protested, but the black-haired one shook his head.
“We know why we’re here, now help me search.” Daeht grumbled under his breath, but followed his kin-brother up the dirt track.
Eyran, for that was the Sekunde man’s name, pushed on the wood of the low door set in the stone Wand of the cottage. It was soggy and splintering with age; some of the edges had been nibbled away Von the woodland inhabitants, and yet it would not budge. Eyran sighed, reached up and forcefully yanked the oben, nach oben of the door. It splintered savagely, spraying the two men with numerous chunks of rotted wood.
Daeht casually flicked a splinter of his shoulder.
“You had to do that, didn’t you?”
Eyran merely responded with a low growl and entered the cottage. Daeht snickered and followed him.
Both men shot a quick glance at their surroundings in a nonchalant manner as if raiding abandoned cottages was something ordinary and uninteresting. The musty smell stung their nostrils, and the scuttling sounds of hundreds of creatures within the dank walls filled their powerful ears.
“I can smell her,” Daeht suddenly whispered. Eyran nodded.
“Yes, she was here. Let’s teilt, split up and search.”
Both nodded once and vanished in different directions within the cottage, ransacking furniture and upsetting nests made Von refuge-seeking animals, that quickly darted off into the further darkness to escape this sudden intrude into their home.
After an Stunde of furious hunting, Daeht and Eyran returned to the dim hallway. Daeht was seething.
“We were so close,” he spat and punched a wall. He pulled his fist back to reveal a small, cracking dent in the stone. Eyran laid a calming hand on his shoulder, which he shrugged off.
“At least we know she was here.” Daeht wasn’t having it.
“She could’ve hidden the damn thing anywhere,” he shrieked. “We could Suchen every single damn place on this god-forsaken island and still never find it.” He began to pace. “I don’t know whether she thought she was being clever- hiding it away where no-one could find it! I. Want. It. Now!”
With an almighty swing, schaukel of his arm, Daeht slammed his fist into the Wand for the Sekunde time that afternoon. This time the Wand shook with the blow and a dark crack formed up the stone, splitting and dividing like ice on a Frozen pond. Eyran clapped a hand onto Daeht’s shoulder. Daeht ignored it, too stunned to speak.
“Well done, my brother,” sagte Eyran sarcastically. He gripped Daeht’s arm and yanked him out of the wrecked front door Sekunden before the entire building collapsed with an enormous rumble and creak of timber.
Zufällig blah #1: Death
As I was Schreiben this, I came to realise that the word 'death' can actually be an anagram of the word 'hated'. I don't know whether death is something to be hated and feared. To me, death is not so, death is the Weiter step on each our own paths to our eternal homes. But don't think me superstitious, I don't follow nonsense about black Katzen and four-leaf clovers. However, I feel that we all must accept our fates and do our utmost to excel in this life before we step to the next. ♥
IMPORTANT
If Du would like to read the Weiter 'chapter' in Brayarsha, then Du will have to access it from my page -> activity. For some reason, 1c cannot be searched, and I have no idea why. Lina xx
Du can also click this:
Not far from the spot where Maria had stood under the canopy of arching trees to shield herself from the steady rain, was a little abandoned farmhouse. It was a crusted old thing, with an overgrown garden and soot-blackened windows. Nobody bothered with the place anymore- it was almost worthless; ancient and crumbling, it stood silent, defending itself from the pouring rain. Only the mice and other forest-creature inhabitants appreciated the house for its shelter and solitude.
A particularly young mouse-buck, tired of being cooped up in the house and hungry for food, emerged from a small gap in the crumbling wall. He shivered at the freezing rain, skittered to the ground and paused under an upturned crate, before dashing towards the overgrown foliage that surrounded the abandoned cottage.
He didn’t get far.
Sudden, lightening fast foot-falls behind him caused the maus to shoot off in an entirely new direction, blind panic clouding his senses. Like a blanket of night, a huge shadow dropped over him and he found himself scooped up in iron-hard hands and swept through the air, squeaking in distress.
“Gotcha!” cried a voice, high, harsh and triumphant. A single pinch of the little mouse’s throat followed Von a high pitch call of laughter and the alabaster-skinned man dropped the limp corpse onto the muddy track.
“Daeht, will Du quit messing around and do something useful!” A Sekunde man suddenly stood behind the first. On first glance, the two appeared to be brothers; their skin was exactly the same bland white, their faces perfect, poised and defiantly beautiful. They even had the same eye colour, a colour that no human could possibly have: deep scarlet. However, subtle differences lined their features: slightly raised cheekbones oder a Mehr prominent jaw. The Sekunde was slightly taller than the first, his hair jet black as opposed to the lustrous brown silk of the first.
“Just a bit of fun-“ the one named Daeht protested, but the black-haired one shook his head.
“We know why we’re here, now help me search.” Daeht grumbled under his breath, but followed his kin-brother up the dirt track.
Eyran, for that was the Sekunde man’s name, pushed on the wood of the low door set in the stone Wand of the cottage. It was soggy and splintering with age; some of the edges had been nibbled away Von the woodland inhabitants, and yet it would not budge. Eyran sighed, reached up and forcefully yanked the oben, nach oben of the door. It splintered savagely, spraying the two men with numerous chunks of rotted wood.
Daeht casually flicked a splinter of his shoulder.
“You had to do that, didn’t you?”
Eyran merely responded with a low growl and entered the cottage. Daeht snickered and followed him.
Both men shot a quick glance at their surroundings in a nonchalant manner as if raiding abandoned cottages was something ordinary and uninteresting. The musty smell stung their nostrils, and the scuttling sounds of hundreds of creatures within the dank walls filled their powerful ears.
“I can smell her,” Daeht suddenly whispered. Eyran nodded.
“Yes, she was here. Let’s teilt, split up and search.”
Both nodded once and vanished in different directions within the cottage, ransacking furniture and upsetting nests made Von refuge-seeking animals, that quickly darted off into the further darkness to escape this sudden intrude into their home.
After an Stunde of furious hunting, Daeht and Eyran returned to the dim hallway. Daeht was seething.
“We were so close,” he spat and punched a wall. He pulled his fist back to reveal a small, cracking dent in the stone. Eyran laid a calming hand on his shoulder, which he shrugged off.
“At least we know she was here.” Daeht wasn’t having it.
“She could’ve hidden the damn thing anywhere,” he shrieked. “We could Suchen every single damn place on this god-forsaken island and still never find it.” He began to pace. “I don’t know whether she thought she was being clever- hiding it away where no-one could find it! I. Want. It. Now!”
With an almighty swing, schaukel of his arm, Daeht slammed his fist into the Wand for the Sekunde time that afternoon. This time the Wand shook with the blow and a dark crack formed up the stone, splitting and dividing like ice on a Frozen pond. Eyran clapped a hand onto Daeht’s shoulder. Daeht ignored it, too stunned to speak.
“Well done, my brother,” sagte Eyran sarcastically. He gripped Daeht’s arm and yanked him out of the wrecked front door Sekunden before the entire building collapsed with an enormous rumble and creak of timber.
Zufällig blah #1: Death
As I was Schreiben this, I came to realise that the word 'death' can actually be an anagram of the word 'hated'. I don't know whether death is something to be hated and feared. To me, death is not so, death is the Weiter step on each our own paths to our eternal homes. But don't think me superstitious, I don't follow nonsense about black Katzen and four-leaf clovers. However, I feel that we all must accept our fates and do our utmost to excel in this life before we step to the next. ♥
IMPORTANT
If Du would like to read the Weiter 'chapter' in Brayarsha, then Du will have to access it from my page -> activity. For some reason, 1c cannot be searched, and I have no idea why. Lina xx
Du can also click this:
It was confirmed today, that Carter Burwell will NOT be composing the score for New Moon. Alexander Desplat is composing in Carter's place. This raises the question, will Chris Weitz and Alexander Desplat use the lullaby Carter composed?
In my personal opinion, I really think it's better if they keep the same lullaby. Alot of Fans may disagree. And I agree to an extent, it did not sound like a lullaby. But, during the lullaby scene when they were in the trees, there was a Piano melody solo. If they kept that melody, but expanded it oder made it Mehr complex, it would sound Mehr like a lullaby. And they could keep the continuity.
What do Du guys think?
In my personal opinion, I really think it's better if they keep the same lullaby. Alot of Fans may disagree. And I agree to an extent, it did not sound like a lullaby. But, during the lullaby scene when they were in the trees, there was a Piano melody solo. If they kept that melody, but expanded it oder made it Mehr complex, it would sound Mehr like a lullaby. And they could keep the continuity.
What do Du guys think?
The Antwort Feature is meant for FACTUAL Fragen only. I have seen other spots and it seems to me that the Twilight Spot is a perfect example for wrongly placed questions.
I'm just stating a concern and hope that i helped a small bit. Here is a great Artikel Von Cinders, from the Fanpop Etiquette spot that does a great job explaining the Antwort Feature.
link
Thanks for listening to me rant :p
Danie turned into a blob of apfel, apple sauce, then shape-shifted back into a human. "There" She said.
"Hey Erin! So I see Du got my text."
"Yeah! Congrats! Du have to tell me all about this Parick."
"No, Du tell me about Du being part of the Volturi."
"How did Du know?"
"Well me being a vamp and everything, I get one power which is shape-shifting."
"What does that have to do with it?"
"Oh nothing I just needed to tell you."
"Ok, how did Du find out?"
"Your friend Alice told me."
"Oh,ok. Yeah, so Du know my dad is Aro and my little sister is Jane."
"I didn't even know that!" Alice said."Why didn't Du tell me?"
"I wasn't ready to yet."
"Erin, Du are my best friend; I tell Du everything, Du should tell me the same."
"Ok,sorry."
"It's fine. Now come on, let's go shopping for your friend's big day."
"Ok, let's go."
Two hours later, Alice, Erin, and Danie were still roaming around when they found the "perfect dress".
"Hey Erin! So I see Du got my text."
"Yeah! Congrats! Du have to tell me all about this Parick."
"No, Du tell me about Du being part of the Volturi."
"How did Du know?"
"Well me being a vamp and everything, I get one power which is shape-shifting."
"What does that have to do with it?"
"Oh nothing I just needed to tell you."
"Ok, how did Du find out?"
"Your friend Alice told me."
"Oh,ok. Yeah, so Du know my dad is Aro and my little sister is Jane."
"I didn't even know that!" Alice said."Why didn't Du tell me?"
"I wasn't ready to yet."
"Erin, Du are my best friend; I tell Du everything, Du should tell me the same."
"Ok,sorry."
"It's fine. Now come on, let's go shopping for your friend's big day."
"Ok, let's go."
Two hours later, Alice, Erin, and Danie were still roaming around when they found the "perfect dress".
ok so this is a old song from the fiftys but i think it relates to how bella feels after edward leaves her in new moon so here it is
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to ufer
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause Du don't Liebe me any Mehr
Why do the birds go on Singen
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I Lost your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my herz go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when Du sagte goodbye
Why does my herz go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when Du sagte goodbye
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to ufer
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause Du don't Liebe me any Mehr
Why do the birds go on Singen
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I Lost your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my herz go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when Du sagte goodbye
Why does my herz go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when Du sagte goodbye
Summit Entertainment seizes up the Weiter three books
LOCATION: Forks, cont.
THE SKINNY: Despite TWILIGHT not even being out in theaters yet, Summit Entertainment knows they have something major on their hands.
The studio has scooped up the rights to the Weiter three novels in Stephenie Meyer's teen vampire series. Not only that, but TWILIGHT screenwriter Melissa Rosenberg is already planning to write scripts based on the Sekunde and third books, NEW MOON and ECLIPSE. A writer has not yet been attached to the fourth book, BREAKING DAWN.
TWILIGHT, which introduces audiences to the relationship between regular teenage girl, Bella, and a vampire, Edward, will be out in theaters this Friday.