In Silence they Bide...

Trisha, the priestess of Fire
In darkness she hides, unseen, from the world.
Her curse, that of the light, blinds her,
in the midst of her black despair.

The night is warm, concealing, a lover's embrace.
The light is cold, unfeeling, a cruel revelation.
That is why in darkness she dwells, waiting...

Frost, Wielder of Ice
Coldness surrounds him, shielding him from pain.
Heat of the living sears him;
Emotion- that his only enemy.

He builds his house of ice, slowly, surely,
Praying,
that the blaze will never touch him,
and burn him in Hell...

24 march 2006

Ok... i know... i'm not writing this story, mind... that's why i put it up here, so that i won't forget it... i'll probably write it after the A levels, and the plot will be more interesting than anything that i've written yet, haz!

Taking a leaf out of Atwater's book, so to speak, so i'm trying to develop the story through the characters first, instead of modelling the characters after the plot.. I think i can see the difference even now, so i believe that it will make a huge difference to the end-product if i write it in this manner.

A few random ideas- i want to model this story through the causes and effects of what religion- as shown by Trisha(as a priestess) can do to people, as well as- yep, what love does to overcome all obstacles. How society molds them to be the people that they are will also come into play- i believe that a character who symbolizes the 'freedom' of an outcast will be included.

i want to portray the kind of people who are trying to understand what they should do, as well as the true meaning of righteousness- not as a noble concept, but as how normal people live up to their own consciences and moral standards. how do you balance God and your earthly desires? I do not believe that everyone is perfect(me especially) and i'm wondering how i should reconcile that. Is it true that as long as you return to God that all your previous sins are absolved? What about the guilt that one suffers after everything?

I think why i'm suddenly writing about that is because these are questions that i've harboured for so long, suppressed. If i can write everything out, i believe that i'll feel much better, sighs... too bad that there's not enough time now...

Anyway, just to update: today the students from seameo came over for the exchange workshop, and i think they're really wonderful people. The boy that i helped was really friendly, and i do believe that he really regrets the quick departure. Such warmth and friendship from strangers, with only one shared experience that links us together! I'd probably never see him again, such is the marvel of God, for letting me meet someone so foreign that we hardly understood one another. His english wasn't very good, but i believe that we managed in the end. I felt quite touched as we shook hands repeatedly and had our group photo taken together. I really feel enriched by today's activity!

Even Block tests next week can't dampen my happiness!