Schnapple (Shania)
Posts : 20
Join date : 2014-08-26
Age : 25
Location : Colorado
 |  Subject: Favorite slice of "Rye"ting  Wed Aug 27, 2014 2:47 pm | |
| I'm taking this off of a Facebook thread, but what story that you have written or an idea of a story that you have created is your favorite? I'm curious to see what all of you guys have done!  | |
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Schnapple (Shania)
Posts : 20
Join date : 2014-08-26
Age : 25
Location : Colorado
| | Subject: Re: Favorite slice of "Rye"ting Wed Aug 27, 2014 3:01 pm | |
| I'll start off with a piece of writing I did about 2 years ago. In our class, we were given a picture and we had to write something based off of the picture. The picture I received was a group of (what looked like) monks traversing the most gorgeous waterfall. I then took it into a short story that was lost. Recently, I attempted to remember the story and rewrite it. It's short, I'm sorry. We were only given 10 minutes for that time in class to write it. - Monk Waterfall Story:
Crack. The ice began split as I stepped lightly along the frozen water. Ahead of me, I could see four red figures halfway across the churning rapids of the Huangguoshu waterfall. The thought of danger flashed in the back of my mind but I pushed it away. If the monks whom I look up believe that this is safe, I thought, why should I doubt them. Besides, being the first group of monks in years to reach the sacred temple is an opportunity I shouldn’t pass up. Anyways, as an apprentice, I had no power to complain. I just do what my elders tell me and I obey. Without question.
But now, I question obsessively. As we trekked up the mountain, I found myself getting further and further behind. Eventually, they told me that they would wait for me to catch up since I was being so slow. Of course, my common sense told me to let them wait for me, but my ego said otherwise. I called out saying that I'd be alright and for them to continue moving, that I'd catch up.
Now I regret it. Here I am, trying to cross the churning rapids of this waterfall, with frozen mist clinging to my vision and burdening me. The ice that covers the rocks are virtually impossible not to slip on. For an average human that is. Me, well, after learning the ways of zen and balance, the skip along the rocks seemed more plausible. The mist was still freezing, but as I continued along the stones, I felt my mind leave the task at hand. And with that, so did my eyes.
Around me was a sight of beauty. The falling water left mist that covered the entire area, and obscured my vision, but that was what made it more glorious. It felt mysterious and soothing at the same time. I realized that at this time, I was just standing on a rock in the middle of the waterfall, gazing out into the vast sky of clouds that met at it's drop. Out past the end of the waterfall, you can faintly see the sun breaking through the mist and coloring the clouds in pink and orange tones. The rays also hit the falling water, making the droplets sparkle. I was in awe of the scenery around me and I couldn’t help but being surprised that no one has really seen this before.
The only thing that brought me out of my stupor was the fatigue that had begun to attack at my legs. I could feel them shaking and I knew it was time to hurry along across the river. I stepped lightly, only touching the icy rocks. Crack, crack was all I could hear behind me as the river’s ice began to break up and float down the peak. I was almost to the other side when I looked ahead of me, and froze. My next step no longer existed. The water had broken up the ice that gave me enough distance to the next rock. I was stuck on my little rock, unable to continue on. But I had to try, for the sake of both my life and my reputation. I jumped as far as I could, feeling my life slowing down as I saw my feet land just shy of the next solid rock.
Creeeeack. I knew it was over. As I felt my body slip out from underneath me and the rushing current sweep me towards the edge of the falls, I looked out towards the misty landscape I had just praised for its beauty. Only looking close, I could feel the silent invitation to fall into those clouds with the imaginative dream that they would catch me in a soft embrace. With that thought in my mind, gravity grabbed hold of my body and pulled me swiftly towards the core of the earth. Instead of fear, I felt peaceful as I gazed out towards the beauty around me, and when I finally blacked out, the dream of the clouds catching me becoming my last reality.
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Ayalla
Posts : 105
Join date : 2014-08-28
Age : 38
Location : Sweden
| | Subject: Re: Favorite slice of "Rye"ting Thu Aug 28, 2014 5:50 am | |
| I started this thing many many many MANY years ago and even made the prologue just to try it out, but I gave it up when I noticed I had trouble to flesh it out and make the story feel "adult" rather than just like a childish rant, but I still enjoy the idea.
It was an idea for a fantasy, that was about a man who starts off in our modern world society. He has a normal life and a normal group of friends, but he's secretly plagued by these terrible visions, in each and every one he dies. I won't get into too much detail here, but as it turns out, these visions are memories, of his previous lives. In his first life time, he was living in a world where the creator had made the world for the humans living there and thus he couldn't enter the world himself, so therefore he appointed a man as his right hand on this world to make sure there was a balance. Things happened and after a tragedy the man was killed. After this he was reborn many times, in many different worlds, but now it was time for him to return and continue the role he was once given. He had lived all these lives to gain more experience and knowledge than he ever could during a life time, and so the memories of his previous lives are coming back to him, so he can fight what took him out last time.
I had so many more ideas for this story, but this is the main thing. I still wish I could write. | |
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