Thursday 16 November 2017
I woke up around 13:00 today.
I completed Shadow Of War. Was it worth it? I don’t know; the ending is good, but after what must have been about 10 hours of trying to get it, I wonder why I didn’t just watch the ending on YouTube.
I wrote a little again today, I wrote out a rough beginning for the short horror novella. I’m going to post it underneath here, as it’s not that long. Any feedback is appreciated, thanks and I hope you enjoy.
Humans have a unique ability to turn what they don’t understand into fantastic myths and legends. Once it was believed that a variety of gods existed for a myriad of reasons; a god or goddess for thunder and lightning, death and life, for the Sun, Moon, planets and stars; each deity assigned a role to play.
Scientific development has afforded us with a greater understanding of our world and beyond and has allowed us to take control and even use what was once thought the domain of divinity.
The Greek’s believed in Zeus, the king of the gods and sky, master of thunder and lightning. When we looked up to the sky and saw the lightning rain down; we thought it the work of gods. When the earth shook beneath our feet; we thought it the work of gods. When volcanoes spew forth their ash and fire; we thought it the work of gods.
In a similar and more sinister vein, the power of imagination still rests within our fear. When what you see within the shadows of night, out of the corner of your eye, the haunting of a sound you can’t describe or pin; it is fear that turns them into horrific things. That fear of the unknown which causes your mind to race, to conjure up grim images of monsters. When fear is involved, no longer is it the work of deities but of devils and demons.
It is my hope that by writing down what I experienced, I can come to an understanding as to what I experienced within the small English town of Shyell.
End of sample
Push ups: 30
Sit ups: 30
Handgrips: 02 sets of 25 – 50
Walking: 0001 steps – 00:00:01 Time taken
Pages 311 – 311
Not read today.
A Place Called Perfect
Pages 295 – 295
Not read today.