No Particular Reference | By : LeavesofMyself Category: Transformers > G1 Views: 2509 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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LeavesofMyself: Another installment. I hope you enjoy! Chapter Warning(s): Slight Angst and Slight Dark Themes Chapter Rating: T Character(s) in Reference: Both the first and second drabbles are MEAGTRON. 3rd is STARSCREAM.
~*~ The road to Hell is ordered by the righteous,
planned by the well-meaning, and paved with their good intentions –Cherish in Wonderland ~*~ They who sat so agreeably in their pristine ostentatious rooms of décor, so painted in the vibrant colors of wealth, of free-being and luscious riches they so denied their neighbors. They of all so righteous well doers, of the vastness of purity; who saw with virtuous optics and dispelled none, who claimed they could do no wrong…. They who governed, who sought over and dictated… They who began this revolution, this epiphany. I will leave them as defenseless as they have us. I will tear from them their voices; ripe asunder their vocal capacitors as to mute their false asseverations, to end all their convictions and lies. I shall pierce and rend useless their blasphemous optics to which had so blindly led them astray. They will know the path to which they had created, the path they intended for us to follow, the path of well-meaning to which all were to stumble down carelessly, listlessly. They will be no more than silent, hollow, vacant shells of our once oppression, our once demanding sovereignty. They thought none would revolt, none who challenge, call vengeance on those who led us to our destruction. They thought none would shun their good intentions, their meant-well warrants… They thought wrong, for I have seen their injudicious ways that have led us straight to the pit… I have seen it all first hand. I intend to challenge their every word, their every intention… I intend to bring us to rightful glory. Let this be known as my unspoken truth.~*~ I don't stay in the darkness so that people can't find me,
but to see who's brave enough to look for me –dancingwolf ~*~ This solemn silence, this thickened blackness of suffocating madness… it is nothing more than my shadow. I am not one to dwell within the light, nor am I so ignorant a fool that I believe that this night is something more. No. The darkness that surrounds me is my own special hell. It is my relief and my misery. I have dwelled within this silence for far too long…. This nightmare has become me and so forth I have become my own oppression. Yet, make no mistake fool. This stillness is neither my sanctuary nor my prisoner. I am not trapped here; there are no demons to haunt my core, no erosive thoughts that weigh burden upon my processor… Nor is this a sanctuary from my sorrows, from my sins. It is only a mere presence in which I am most comfortable in. I may leave at any given moment, relish in the ignorance… I simply choose to not relinquish my hold on this oppressive quietude. No…. It is so much more entertaining to see who stumbles upon my hidden domain; who would allow themselves to, so carelessly, be lead into their own personal destruction. I find much pleasure in the sheer look of terror in my victim's optics as I impel forth, the deep nothingness at my back, my own bleeding optics their last image… Yes…. It is so much more fun to see who is foolish enough, though they would claim it be bravery that brought them upon me, to seek me out. Their deaths are that much amusing.~*~ When all around you is pointless,
and all who know you are heartless, all you feel is fury –Nic Edwards ~*~ He suffered from no madness. No fathom unbalance. No disordered lunacy. He was not as egotistical as others made him out to be. Nor was he as narcissistic. He was not barren in processor, nor was he, nor will he ever be, as trifling as his leader played him out to be. He was not deluded. Nor did he only dream to aspire. He was not gilded by failed attempts for self-satisfaction. And when punished, he felt no humiliation. He had never before felt hollow. Nor did he feel it now. He did not crumble to insults. He did not crack at the first cast of the stone. He was not weak, nor did he play himself to be overwhelming. He saw no point to the raging war around him, nor did he see an end in sight. He was not sparkless. He was not damned. He had not lost his way. Nor had he stumbled along his path. He was none of these things No…. He was simply, is such simple words, in a world of fury.LeavesofMyself: I hoped you enjoyed. Please leave a review to tell me what you think.
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