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Kody
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If life's standing still and your soul's confused
Jun 2003
time: 14:30
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I've been told that the story I currently have in the ACDG intro is too sombre (Story Link). So I'm thinking of changing it. Quoted is another story I'm considering.
The hard part is I can only choose ones that don't give too much information away.
If anyone else wants to suggest a story that they might have written in their private forum please paste it up here for inspection. If you have think you have a good idea for a story please say so, and I may be able to write it up.
quote:
Written by Rokossovky:
The world revolves. It turns, changes, and yet remains the same for some. Water flows, currents drift, and wind carves the landscapes beauty. Even the most resolute stone cannot help but be altered by the forces of time. What abnormality caused Rokossovky to remain stagnant through all of this? How did the world revolve past him, around him, but leave him standing, a dam in the river? This was the question he pondered.
“How did you manage to get a bigger office than me?”
HongHu laughed lightly at the question as she stood from her desk. “Well my dear Marshal if you hadn’t ran off for all that time I’d probably still have the smaller one.”
“Can I help if it matters more important than politics call me away for a time?”
“Marshal, even YOU should have noticed that in the Hive politics IS the most important. Mind worms go away; the party is a little more concrete. You should learn to dangle the carrot for it more often.”
“Ah, the party. I must say that I find this most amusing coming for you, the one who has slapped the carrot in the face of the party, the people, and the chairman.”
“Nonsense, I told them all that my term as Deputy Chairman would be finite. I did my duty.”
“Why do you not continue to serve?”
“A desire for peace, I suppose. A longing for a simpler existence.” This note hit a cord with the Marshal. Peace was a word which appeared very often in his dreams, but so little in his life. …the sky… he would think, alone in his restful fiction …the night sky, the pure expression of peace. So alive, yet so still and calm. There are not clashes, no politics, only existence. Black and white, light and dark. Twinkling in our view, far away; and even farther beyond our reach…
“I can understand that.” Rokossovky’s mood was sombre now, as he was forced to consider real life and his absence of peace. He was unsure, as always, as to what would indeed bring it to him. He did know that peace did not involve declining opportunities to advance; but he knew HongHu was a different person with a different view on life. That he truly could comprehend. “Well anyway, now that you’ve found YOUR peace, where shall we go for supper? I suspect you are rather hungry after a full day packing.”
“Somewhere quiet. I’d like to start my new life quietly.”
Rokossovky looked at his watch. …01:30…the maintenance crew should be done by now… “Are you up for a bit of adventure? A quiet one though, I promise”
“It depends on what you mean?”
“My cooking.”
HongHu let out another small laugh. “I’m sure it is far from an adventure.”
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19-09-2003 18:19
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