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Aufsteigende Flügel is German for "Soaring Wings", a beautiful piano piece composed by Masashi Hamauzu. It is a retreat, a place for me to speak my mind, my thoughts,
and my ideas. I bid you all welcome and please, enjoy your stay while you can.
In case you're wondering, the song you hear playing in the background is called Memories, composed and performed by Kow Otani for the best PS2 game of all time, Shadow of the Colossus.
This was one of the many unused tracks from the game, so I thought I might do it justice playing this lovely track here. It may take a while to load, but please pause it and give it a good listen.
Otani makes good music (unfortunately, this is the only one I know of), and this is one of them. Enjoy!
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Saturday, December 22, 2007, 20:14
The Lonely King
Well, technically, almost.
She went downstairs with my maid to the store. Just as the lift door slides open, my sister ran straight into it and before my maid could catch her, the door closed and up she went. Alone (mind you, she's only 2 years old). So, it was up-and-down for her, alone, in the lift. Until (miraculously), she stopped at our floor (11) and we managed to rescue her. I swore, I could hear her scream as she went up.
>.<
Well, that's the end of that. My littlest sister is safely tucked under her blankets and everyone has pretty much calmed down.
Now, all that's left is boredom. And once more, I think I shall write a story.
* * *
He sat on his throne made of wood as he stared at his people. There were many of them, he noted, all in different shapes and sizes. Some were hairy, while others were baby smooth. Colours were plentiful and very vibrant indeed. He was proud of his court, yet the one thing he couldn't tolerate was the fact that they had stand 5 feet away from him.
"All hail King Durian, the king of fruits!" said a pear guard.
Sure, he may possess a crown of thorns than can crush any fruit in a matter of seconds (this, he found very useful in battles and skirmishes), but no one could deny the fact that he has such a powerful stench. That was one of the reasons why the members of his court had to stand 5 feet away from him.
He had no queen, since none was able to withstand his stench, what more, in bed with him.
So, King Durian sleeps alone in his own private quarters a few feet away from the main castle. He needs no guards to protect him from any Banana Assassins or Rambutan Medusas that lurk within the forest.
But if no one was to be his queen, then who will inherit the throne?
Because of this, the kingdom was divided into several Houses, all ready to lash out against each other for the throne of King Durian. Currently, the leading House is House Apple and House Pear. The other Houses, however, are still lagging. They couldn't possibly match up to House Apple and House Pear simply because their physical attributes far outmatches them.
Take House Peach and House Mango for example. They have tried to wage war against House Apple and House Pear, but to no avail. You see, both of those Houses have thicker hides and are able to withstand force. Mangoes and Peaches are much too weak to match up against House Apple and House Pear.
But, despite all of that, none of the Houses would dare go against King Durian himself, even though he lacks a House of his own. His thick and sharp hide has seen much bloodshed, and most were accidental. Unfortunately.
King Durian sighed, and watched as everyone else in his court turned away from the smell that he released from his sigh.
Perhaps he was really the true king. Perhaps the only king fit to rule above all else, simply because he was better at everything.
But deep down inside, King Durian feels very lonely. He often seeks out for company, only to be turned down politely by others. Oh, how sad that must have been for our lonely King Durian.
But after years of ruling, he came across a rumour of his Durian race surviving in the southern lands. Out of excitement, he handed the throne to Minister Jackfruit to handle while he travels down south to meet his brethrens for the first time in his life.
He soon came across the very forest that was said to be the home of his surviving brethrens. And so he ventures into the forest, shouting out for them. Yet, his efforts were to no avail.
He soon finds himself out of breath and decided to take a rest underneath one of the big trees. In his sleep, he dreamt of his kingdom under siege by House Apple and House Pear. Minister Jackfruit tried his best to thwart their attacks, but House Apple and House Pear were too cunning. King Durian's absence meant the fall of his kingdom.
Sensing that his kingdom was in danger, King Durian awoke with a start and accidentally bumped his head on the tree very hard. But before he could move again, he heard something fall.
Curious, he looked up and finally saw what he has been looking for all these while. His brethren. The other durians. All these while, they have been hanging up there on those tree branches. But one of them was falling fast towards him.
And it was bigger than King Durian himself.
And then...
CRACK!
-The End-
She went downstairs with my maid to the store. Just as the lift door slides open, my sister ran straight into it and before my maid could catch her, the door closed and up she went. Alone (mind you, she's only 2 years old). So, it was up-and-down for her, alone, in the lift. Until (miraculously), she stopped at our floor (11) and we managed to rescue her. I swore, I could hear her scream as she went up.
>.<
Well, that's the end of that. My littlest sister is safely tucked under her blankets and everyone has pretty much calmed down.
Now, all that's left is boredom. And once more, I think I shall write a story.
* * *
He sat on his throne made of wood as he stared at his people. There were many of them, he noted, all in different shapes and sizes. Some were hairy, while others were baby smooth. Colours were plentiful and very vibrant indeed. He was proud of his court, yet the one thing he couldn't tolerate was the fact that they had stand 5 feet away from him.
"All hail King Durian, the king of fruits!" said a pear guard.
Sure, he may possess a crown of thorns than can crush any fruit in a matter of seconds (this, he found very useful in battles and skirmishes), but no one could deny the fact that he has such a powerful stench. That was one of the reasons why the members of his court had to stand 5 feet away from him.
He had no queen, since none was able to withstand his stench, what more, in bed with him.
So, King Durian sleeps alone in his own private quarters a few feet away from the main castle. He needs no guards to protect him from any Banana Assassins or Rambutan Medusas that lurk within the forest.
But if no one was to be his queen, then who will inherit the throne?
Because of this, the kingdom was divided into several Houses, all ready to lash out against each other for the throne of King Durian. Currently, the leading House is House Apple and House Pear. The other Houses, however, are still lagging. They couldn't possibly match up to House Apple and House Pear simply because their physical attributes far outmatches them.
Take House Peach and House Mango for example. They have tried to wage war against House Apple and House Pear, but to no avail. You see, both of those Houses have thicker hides and are able to withstand force. Mangoes and Peaches are much too weak to match up against House Apple and House Pear.
But, despite all of that, none of the Houses would dare go against King Durian himself, even though he lacks a House of his own. His thick and sharp hide has seen much bloodshed, and most were accidental. Unfortunately.
King Durian sighed, and watched as everyone else in his court turned away from the smell that he released from his sigh.
Perhaps he was really the true king. Perhaps the only king fit to rule above all else, simply because he was better at everything.
But deep down inside, King Durian feels very lonely. He often seeks out for company, only to be turned down politely by others. Oh, how sad that must have been for our lonely King Durian.
But after years of ruling, he came across a rumour of his Durian race surviving in the southern lands. Out of excitement, he handed the throne to Minister Jackfruit to handle while he travels down south to meet his brethrens for the first time in his life.
He soon came across the very forest that was said to be the home of his surviving brethrens. And so he ventures into the forest, shouting out for them. Yet, his efforts were to no avail.
He soon finds himself out of breath and decided to take a rest underneath one of the big trees. In his sleep, he dreamt of his kingdom under siege by House Apple and House Pear. Minister Jackfruit tried his best to thwart their attacks, but House Apple and House Pear were too cunning. King Durian's absence meant the fall of his kingdom.
Sensing that his kingdom was in danger, King Durian awoke with a start and accidentally bumped his head on the tree very hard. But before he could move again, he heard something fall.
Curious, he looked up and finally saw what he has been looking for all these while. His brethren. The other durians. All these while, they have been hanging up there on those tree branches. But one of them was falling fast towards him.
And it was bigger than King Durian himself.
And then...
CRACK!
-The End-