Just running with some thoughts...

These are literally just "Words," as the category so appropriately indicates.


Titans

The arching sun stretches its radiant beams toward the ceiling of the atmosphere but they fall just short of breaching that absolute divide. Instead there is light on one side and darkness on the other, forever remaining in their spheres, alien worlds with no corroboration about their perhaps mutual futures, decidedly separate pasts. Each watches the other with contempt while gracefully stroking their ambitions and accomplishments, turning their titanic shoulders away from the quivering yet firm border that delegates the end of influence, sneering with eager thoughts of the other's inglorious demise. Back to the wooden desks, back to the checkerboard of graphs and charts, back to the mess of incoherent scribbling that would presume to decide a future. Hobbled over their work, each the shadowed imprint of the other, the Gods toy with their dark designs and spurious intentions, letting the very human thirst for dominance fill their veins with drunken lust for power, fill their heads with visions of sole command over a world untainted by the other chieftain's insidious whisperings. For they both knew that the barrier would not hold forever. Even now, when they glanced up from time to time from their endless plotting and calculating, they saw the cracks start to form, spider out, multiply. And they returned to their desks with renewed vigor. They must hurry.



Words by MiHa
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Written on 2009-02-03 at 06:40

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Just words that are full of poetry. They call it prose poetry don't they? You have a wonderful way with words. Smiling more, Tai
2009-02-04