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GAME: Continue the story
If you were the last person to post in this story, you have to wait until there is another post before you continue. That way, this story won't be the work of only one person.
--- Breathing is important! If you don't breathe, your sound will deteriorate, your phrasing will suffer, and you will die.
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Re: GAME: Continue the story
The story
Once there was a child who lived in the world.
This child looked upon the world, and saw the ways in which men sought to hurt each other. She said to herself
"My heart is not safe in this world, for it shall surely be destroyed if I allow the poisons of mankind to touch it. I shall build a tower of ice, and my heart will be enclosed within."
The child who lived in the world built a tower of ice, as tall and as vast and as cold as all the sadness of the world, and there she enclosed her heart.
The child knew that one day there would come a person who would burn so brightly that the tower of ice would melt. Only then would she allow her heart to go free, for only then could the world begin to be safe.
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The world she lived in was cold and dark. It was a place where men killed and bathed in the ichor of their brothers, but still considered themselves worthy of redemption. It was a place where children disappeared just for not fearing the shadows. It was a place where she couldn't trust anyone's smile, always knowing what lay beneath their mask.
For years, she yearned for paradise, for salvation. She reached for the stars everynight, but always found herself empty-handed.
Little by little, she felt her her frozen heart cracking, shards of her cold and hopeless life falling through the holes in her hands - holes of a wasted sacrifice.
--- Closing your eyes to disappear
You pray your dreams will live you here
But still you wake and know the truth
No one's there
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9/13/2005, 9:47 pm
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Rachel TheClarinetist
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The child studied the ways of the world, trying to understand the thought, the system behind the malice. Her efforts were in vain. There was no thought; no system. The cruelty of the world was a frigid, empty cruelty. The people of the world did not think about why they wished to harm each other. It was simply the way of the world, as natural as eating or breathing.
The child wondered why nobody else could see the sickness that poisoned the world.
In despair, she retreated into her thoughts, into a world of cold science and numbers. Every day, a piece of her soul was consumed.
--- Breathing is important! If you don't breathe, your sound will deteriorate, your phrasing will suffer, and you will die.
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9/14/2005, 10:28 am
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Gosh, this is not a very happy kid 
I would add, but I can't think of anything right now, and I'm not a very good writer 
Wait??? Can I add a flying cat and superpowers? 
I may add something later, but this story is full of Christian symbolizm, which I don't know much about
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I decided to add after all:
The child moved through the world, wishing, beyond anything else, that she could be like the others. Unfeeling, able to kill without remorse, able to escape from the pain which comes from understanding. She had one friend in the crual, unfeeling realm in which she lived. One shred of light in her life of darkness.
Told you, can't write for my life. Oh well 
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Yeah, not a happy child.
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The world sent this child to be educated. However, education was the wrong name for the mind-numbing brainwashing that the children of this world were subjected to. All thought was suppressed. All feelings were dismissed as irrelevant. The child was expected to comply with the rules and thoughts and feelings of those that had gone before her, without question; without even the thought of questioning.
The child who lived in the world tried to protest, and found all the frozen malice of the world turned against her. She buried her feelings, hoping to forget that she had any; hoping to forget the very existence of the realm of emotions. Every minute of every hour of every day, she retreated further into the world of dry, cold facts. The world could not touch her there.
--- Breathing is important! If you don't breathe, your sound will deteriorate, your phrasing will suffer, and you will die.
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Can she find music to help her become a warmer person though?