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Written from the point of view of a character for a fantasy story I've been working on forever.\n\nHis name is Zizru Morenkreutz. A bit about him, one he's a human.... well half-god. He grew up on an island chain called Braik'r, which is a country run by a tyrannical madman.\n\nThe country basically imprisons it's people, forcing them into poverty, many of these people are driven to become murderers and thieves, and the \"police force\" just kills whoever they please. Zizru has a sister named Ash. She's fully human, and really only his half-sister. (sharing a common mother) He ends up as a member of the corrupt country's assassins, and the right hand man of the madman leading the country. All to produce the money necessary to cure his ill sister.\n\nNow during the course of raising the money it becomes apparent that his sister will die, because there is no cure, the doctor claiming to have one was scamming him. He murders the doctor and runs to his sister to be by her side in her dying moments.\n\nThis is when his sister tells him she loves him, that at heart he's a kind man who's lost his way. Words in his (insane) mind, he doesn't deserve, after ending the lives of countless people and staining his hands with the crimson soak of blood.\n\nThis story is like five years in the making, and Zizru is just a supporting character.... so to anyone who reads, I hope you enjoy. And your thoughts are appreciated. ^^ ","description_bbcode_parsed":"
This is a bit of conceptual work. Written from the point of view of a character for a fantasy story I've been working on forever.
His name is Zizru Morenkreutz. A bit about him, one he's a human.... well half-god. He grew up on an island chain called Braik'r, which is a country run by a tyrannical madman.
The country basically imprisons it's people, forcing them into poverty, many of these people are driven to become murderers and thieves, and the "police force" just kills whoever they please. Zizru has a sister named Ash. She's fully human, and really only his half-sister. (sharing a common mother) He ends up as a member of the corrupt country's assassins, and the right hand man of the madman leading the country. All to produce the money necessary to cure his ill sister.
Now during the course of raising the money it becomes apparent that his sister will die, because there is no cure, the doctor claiming to have one was scamming him. He murders the doctor and runs to his sister to be by her side in her dying moments.
This is when his sister tells him she loves him, that at heart he's a kind man who's lost his way. Words in his (insane) mind, he doesn't deserve, after ending the lives of countless people and staining his hands with the crimson soak of blood.
This story is like five years in the making, and Zizru is just a supporting character.... so to anyone who reads, I hope you enjoy. And your thoughts are appreciated. ^^ ","writing":"I'm running my self around again,\nI'm running my self dead\n\nI cannot shake this feeling,\nThat's coursing through my head\n\nNor can I break this sadness.\nAs it runs rampant through my heart\n\nBlood dripping from these fingers,\nI let this bloodshed start\n\nOnly one person matters,\nOne that's ever cared\n\nAnd slowly she is dying,\nBut I'm running myself there.\n\nI should have just stayed by you,\nInstead these men I've slain.\n\nAnd that damned old man is grinning,\nWhile your life force slowly drains\n\nI feel so purely useless,\nAs your words begin to slur\n\nAnd the final words you've spoken,\nI truly don't deserve\n\n\"Dear brother, I do love you.\nI always knew you cared\n\nEven though it seemed like,\nYou were never really there\n\nAnd all those people you hurt\nYou did it all for me\n\nAnd finally I feel as though,\nIt's you I really see...\n\nDear brother I do love you\nSo please don't ever change.\n\nBe the kind man you are,\nInstead the murderer you became...\"\n\nI'm running my self around again,\nI'm running my self dead\n\nI cannot shake this feeling,\nThat's coursing through my head","writing_bbcode_parsed":"I'm running my self around again,
I'm running my self dead
I cannot shake this feeling,
That's coursing through my head
Nor can I break this sadness.
As it runs rampant through my heart
Blood dripping from these fingers,
I let this bloodshed start
Only one person matters,
One that's ever cared
And slowly she is dying,
But I'm running myself there.
I should have just stayed by you,
Instead these men I've slain.
And that damned old man is grinning,
While your life force slowly drains
I feel so purely useless,
As your words begin to slur
And the final words you've spoken,
I truly don't deserve
"Dear brother, I do love you.
I always knew you cared
Even though it seemed like,
You were never really there
And all those people you hurt
You did it all for me
And finally I feel as though,
It's you I really see...
Dear brother I do love you
So please don't ever change.
Be the kind man you are,
Instead the murderer you became..."
I'm running my self around again,
I'm running my self dead
I cannot shake this feeling,
That's coursing through my head","pools_count":0,"title":"The Death Of A Loved One","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/plain","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"0","rating_name":"General","ratings":[],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"11","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}