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Monday, October 4, 2010

Serra 197093...First Look...

Serra. Defined and only known as Serra 197093. No one knows her origin. She crashed in to earth on the fateful day of 11113 AD. Now present day, 21000 AD she will awaken again. A mysterious entity belonging to the universe. A neutral force. A force untouched by the vibes of good and evil. An entity impartial to their touches. An entity which will awaken now. She will arise and awaken now, to change the world for the better or for worse only time will tell.
On the planet of Calligenia, alien or mysterious entities were stored as specimens would. The prime minister, Captain Chroma Reylion was a person devoid of feelings. A highly scientific and rational man, he believed that alien entities are always harmful to the planet and Homo sapiens in general after the battle of Chimera nearly destroyed the planet. Mind you, that was the only formal alien visitor they've had. The others who came after the planet was rebuilt were all stored in a special lab built by Reylion and destroyed. They were contained in special pod like chambers. Before that however, experiments were run on them and Reylion's scientists would have to try different compounds and see which one of those would kill the alien cells. Different compounds were found for each of the type of aliens. When these compounds were identified, they supplied it so much in excess to the pod-chamber that the alien life form was killed instantly, never to arise again; all except Serra.
Serra was unique of all the 19703333 specimens, she would adapt amazingly fast to the compounds. The unique thing about her was that she would transform all the compounds to life giving substances required by Calligenia to strengthen her primary planetary defence. Calligenia's planetary defences consisted of 200 different types of electromagnetic forces, 1500 universal cosmic soldiers (namely super suns and stars), about 200 million of mecha robots and finally the cosmic goddess of war herself, Ate. Serra surprisingly transformed each of the billion compounds used on her to living cells which were required by the goddess to sustain herself. The scientists in charge of Serra 197093 were moved by her power to transform compounds. So to save her from Reylion's clutches on the cold and winter night of 11120 AD, they moved her to Scientist Remora's house. He had actually built a special chamber in his house for her. An ancient man was living with Remora. He had seen the era when mankind lived on earth. The reason Remora agreed to shift her to his place was due to the fact that Sanyurawasai the ancient man had told him about Serra, a neutral cosmic entity that awakens 9887 years after she lands on a particular planet to change its life forever depending on whether she fell into good or vile hands. She had the power to transform lifeless compounds to life giving sustaining cells. She was impartial to the host planet whether good or bad and would provide them with sustenance. Many a weak planet had become strong and replenished with its help but then again many evil planets had utilized it as a weapon to destroy planets. Sanyurawasai had stressed on the fact that she should fall only into the right hands. "She appears," he had told Remora, "in a womanly form. Like... like... a princess... a queen… with a crown and a robe…like an ancient queen. The crown has the words Serra engraved on it." Serra, Remora had thought, the mysterious entity 197093 looks just like her, the way Sanyurawasai had said with Serra engraved on her crown.
Serra. Sanyurawasai had said existed since the universe was born. She was just a helping entity. An entity which did not care whether the host was good or evil, she only cared about rendering her services to the planet in order to help it. She rendered her services first by detecting what it is the planet desired the most and then supplying it.
Thus passed 9887 years after Serra landed on Calligenia. During this time, Remora and the ancient man had passed in to the other world. So she passed through Remora's family for generations where each father would tell his son the story of Serra, Remora and the ancient man. Now Serra rests in the hands of Walter Dromura. Now it is up to him to use the entity rightfully…

Tyranny Of The Night...First Look...

The harsh wind touched her face. Ironically at dawn the same wind had seemed so pleasant to her cheek, like a gentle balmy kiss but now it grated against that pale cheek now so much… It hurts to know that someone who cared about you so much would leave you right in the middle of such a storm… a storm of such great proportion that it would blow your life to small bits and, bits that you love so much will be mangled so badly that you would never recover its original form like crystals after they break into shards, she thought looking at the sunset.
You try to reevaluate your memories by trying to find some negativity which would have warned you then during those times when you thought you were in love and felt like it would last forever. It hurts when your life starts to look like a joke and you've just never realized it. Someone leaving her was quite a routine and she was never surprised by the recurrence of it until he entered… Somehow she felt special with him… felt warm but now the stinging cold is back. It feels as if this as meant to happen and she was a fool to think it would last forever. It seemed as if her life was meant to rise and fall in the same way as waves of the oceans which however high they are come down in a crash. She felt that her destiny would keep on suppressing her till she gives in and now… she feels that time has come.
Time wonder what it held against her… she was no Tithonus who had defied it. She was one who never went against it or tried to fight it.
Ahh! A warm comforting sound of the cows' bells tinkling as the cattle herd drove them home .The gentle tinkling comforted her intensely sorrowful heart so much so that the gentle faces of the cows seemed to be like old long lost friends.
The mountainside was drenched and dripping with the redness of the setting sun its sanguine color resembling the passionate blush of a young maid when she sees her lover but to her the sky seemed like a river of blood, she felt a metaphor of her bleeding heart.
She got up from the rock she was sitting on adjusted her stole around her and made her way towards her little cottage. It was a hard day.
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Symphony Of Swords... First Look...

Two swords. Each forged with the birth of the heirs of the Shiro and Natsuke families. The princess, from the dynasty of light and the prince, from the dynasty of eternal darkness. The empires witnessed the collision of the Angels of Light and the Demons of eternal darkness each trying to outdo the other. Enraged with this breach of etiquette, the goddess of thunder Kaminari appeared and pronounced a prophecy: Eternal light and darkness shall cease to exist separately and they shall merge and become one.
The swords were made by Japan's finest craftsman. The one made for Oriana the princess of light was engraved with a sheaf of cherry blossoms. This venerable weapon came to be called by the beautiful name of 'Birds' Song'. The sword forged for Ryuu, the prince of darkness was engraved with the symbol of death and so very artfully the sword was called 'Whisper of Death'.
Yet Fate did not want the heirs to receive their destinies so easily. She wanted eternal light and eternal darkness to meet and merge. She had special plans for them and wanted to comply with the prophecy of Kaminari for she had not yet forgiven the angels and demons for leaving their worlds and coming to the middle world (earth) for a war. Yet she was gentle and merciful enough to realize that the baby prince and princess were not the cause of the war. She wanted both the worlds to realize their own worth and not to identify and stereotype each other as good and evil. She wanted them to understand that shadows exist wherever there is light.
The swapping of the sword remains unexplained to this day for Sanako-sama very carefully and with great reverence had wrapped the swords and put it in their covers before delivering it to the emperors. It was still more mysterious how no one noticed the switch. The truth was that Fate had bound illusions to the swords making the demon symbol seem like the sheaf of cherry blossoms and vice versa to all but the user.
Thus, passed sixteen years. Years full of bewilderment foe the young heirs on account of their swords.
Both were extremely well trained in Kenjutsu and their Katana techniques. Oriana was constantly surrounded by radiance in the Palace of Light where there was eternal spring. Yet the young princess was more serious than her elders and was tomboyish and very unladylike according to her mother. She had accomplished herself in the art of sword fighting much to the chagrin of her parents. She loved to indulge in rough games and often went out riding all by herself worrying the members of the Royal Household.

Beauty

Red roses...so beautiful...last only a season...ever wonder... How beautiful things last for such a short time... yet they always leave a lifelong impression on our hearts... Have you ever noticed how they come studded in thorns... like the lovely cardinal rose...like a sad violin symphony is infinitely more beautiful than the jolly one... 

Beauty has no utility,because beauty is not a "means", it is an end in itself.
-Sri Sri Ravi Shankar  

Frailty


Frailty,
She dresses you in her brittle cloak,
Turning you into crystal...
Seeping the strength from you,
As the rain falls in hot October,
Brushing the dust from outside the windowsill into your eyes,
This rain is so strange,
Its never rained in October before...