Friday, August 27, 2010

Whats The Difference Between Bge And Bge Home



Well, how many times I have not tried ... and here a renewed beginning. A book - at least to be talking about one. So I decided that I've read some pressure that I publish weekly half a chapter.

have to write this story I started many years ago. In several of the stories I've started to write it to the four elements ... Somehow this fascinates me motto, and so it is in that story again the driving force - no pun inte tapping. One advantage to this story, however, above all others, is that it has already been worked on many chapters ... So technically story, not write technically. I also have an idea how it should end ... But as always: The journey is the destination.

Your comments I am always .. and negative things that will help on and on, for example, if iwas is unclear or completely stupid or whatever ... Corrections to the law screamed Bung are unnecessary, because something would probably fill many pages ...

So then, I hope you like it and the celebration of the first entry gives equal the prologue plus the first half is the first chapter.

Let the game begin ...

Prolog
From generation to generation
tells this legend. - Always with the same
words.
Trak, the Eternal Dragon God meant us welcome to his island and fed us and
protected those who were loyal to him.
But people spread was continuing and they were greedy. Always fierce they fought for supremacy over to the island and everything that lived on it. The rivers were red and parched the soil, since no one tilled.


Trak watched all the suffering that people put on themselves. He decided to sell the people of his island. They had not earned his gifts. He flew across the country. He spotted a young girl, surrounded by the soldiers fought to protect a group of children who cowered behind her and trembled with fear. Trak had pity and rescued the girl and the children, for their courage and generosity Ehlen GEFI him.

But they were all afraid of him and they fled into the forest. The maid fled, although she was grateful.

The eternal God Dragon beschüzte the small village now in which the maid and the children lived. His thoughts on the expulsion of the people displaced by the thought of the maiden. He did not understand why he never got enough of them to watch every day. One day he saw an old man and his wife as they worked hand in hand for their common good and how they dealt with affection miteinadnerr. Then he realized he was lonely. And so he decided to join the people and live among them. He became a young man and lived in that village.

It did not take long and the girl noticed him. Chaste eyes were exchanged between them and to touch and then to more volatile. The girl was pregnant.

Even before the child was born, the war came again to the village. The Dragon God reminded again of the cruelty of the people he had forgotten in this peaceful setting. In order to protect his wife and child, he turned again to its original shape. He won. The villagers knelt before him and worshiped him again, just as they had done at the beginning of their lives on the island.

But his wife, the innocent maiden, was horrified. What would it may be they would give life? Only with difficulty did you take them from their own lives and the lives of their innocent nature in her womb.

The Dragon God was full of sadness about the despair he caused to her and left her.

When the child was born, there was a human boy, but it hid the time of the dragon on his right shoulder blade.

The boy was not ordinary, but destined for great deeds and so he left at a young age his mother, who still bear the sight of her child.

The boy unified the country under his rule freidlichen and protected the country from now on instead of his father, who had vowed never again to interfere in the personal interests of the people, for it hurt him, what had become of the young maiden.

Part 1: Fire breathing


Chapter 1: The eyes in the mirror

It was quiet in the temple. The evening songs of the priests and novices had died some time ago. The only thing that Tasha could hear in the silence, was the quiet of her bare feet occur on the smooth stone floor. A familiar whisper surrounded them and called her to him. This whisper was it that drove Tasha, wearing only a cape krazigen to walk at night through the temple and seek the sanctuary of the temple.

your stomach growled loudly. Instinctively, she put her hand over it and tried to calm him down. Actually had the novices do not suffer hunger, but it was again in trouble and had to fast for three days to repent. Except for a half loaf of bread and water, they had nothing today brought to them.

The punishment seemed to her for their harmless trick they had played the night nurse, but to be a little too much. What reaffirm her stomach with another loud growl only could. Tasha looked furtively around. Ho no one caught them publicly or they would have to survive another week on bread and water. She shuddered at the thought.

After she had left a last bend in the long, narrow corridor behind them, they entered the large cave, which was the sanctuary of the temple. She looked around furtively. But, as expected. Her shoulders relaxed noticeably as the tension of her ABFI el

front of her, an enormous lake, whose surface in the dark covered only by a few torches lit cave, jet black and had the opposite end them in the dark did not like to see. Surface waves splashing gently on the shore in front of Tasha and formed the only noise that was heard. The cave and the lake were naturally formed. In the legends of her people the secret, which hid the sea for centuries been passed. The Mirror Lake, which the goddess was Kasu home has always been an object of worship.

The temple was built only a few decades ago, and since the original days more and more expanded and now has been extended radially in all directions around the underground grotto.

Closer Consideration could see it, the statues were carved in a few places in the walls and ceiling, which kept the torches. The statue represents naked Enjoy with long flowing hair, their abdomens were shrouded in shadow and the invisible fused with the rock. No one in Akavive, the Haptstadt of Tanis were in the they knew how these statues were created. The stories were full of them, anywhere in the city were well established, which sought to imitate the giant statues in the grotto.

Tasha had always been fascinated by the elegant faces of unknown women who protected the largest sanctuary of their people. The most impressive of them stood out from the ceiling and stretched out her upper body entbblösten the lake, as if they want to immerse themselves in every moment of it.

The whisper in her mind had become more quiet, the closer they came to the cave, and had now ceased completely. Devout and still listening to other noises that might make them aware of the presence of other priests or novice, she let the cloak from her shoulders fall silently to the ground. Like the statues of women, she was naked and a slight goose bumps spread across her skin.

Footed they approached the water. The anticipation in it drove them to move faster, but they warned that this is still here is a sanctuary and they had to behave well accordingly.

When one of her toes, the salty, cold water, touched to a pleasant tingling started from the point of contact throughout her legs spread. This feeling was reinforced, the deeper they tratt in the cool water until it was wrapped to waist it. The tingling is now flowing through every part of her body and awakened something original in it - something magical. On a

Wave of happiness floating it floated on the surface until she felt the beginning of change. Suddenly appeared in the flawless pale skin of her legs, a blue-green scale pattern, which emerged more clearly. Instinctively, she clenched her legs, which at one time constituted one unit and began to stretch. Her face tingled so much it was almost unpleasant. Behind her ears were formed more slots, and her mouth stretched out and took the form of a fish's mouth, which occupied the lower part of her face. The end of her outstretched legs extended and formed the Conclusion of the long fish tail. Tasha had been laughing

best, so happy they made it. She could never explain it, but in this form, they felt free and at ease, free from the constraints of their human form. As

mermaid she could not breathe and water they turned up quickly into the depths of the lake. Yielding to her feelings of happiness she swam loops and intricate patterns.

past had there been a time you were all members of their people have been able to transform into a creature of the sea to. But today there were only a few who do were capable of. How was the mystery of the statues in this case is not clear why she left the gift of the goddess by little. Some felt that it was the NATO response when an enlarged over a long time people lived on land.

Tasha did not believe it. It had to have given a reason why you people have even begun to live on land. If they häatte choice, they would always remain in this form and what they had heard of the other novices, confirmed this impression only. They all felt more at home in the water than on land.

What Tasha noticed as very much more remarkable was the fact that there had been four generations since no male representative of their way more and there was the priesthood only of women and girls, of which only approximate could adapt hr half of the water.

Tasha sighed. She knew that oppressed the longing for something unknown, many residents of Akavive and only they seemed to sense that it appears from their home, the ocean longing, which in their form so close and yet was always out of reach for them .

While she swam, she thought more about it. They hurt to see how far had their people away from its roots. In a few generations there would be no more mermaids. Who would then go to Kasu to receive their message?

front of her, at the deepest point the lake that was fed by sea water, was a huge structure on the ground visible. Although no light penetrated into the lake, this place seemed to glow from within and to pulsate. It was the reason why he was called the Mirror Lake, as two more large e-meter oval mirror were there admitted. These include a large hill straight up and
including a soft, friendly, smiling mouth structure.

The face of the goddess Kasu, who lived in the lake was timeless. It was also the face of a young woman, as also an old and sometimes Tasha had the impression that it was changing. The mirror's eyes were blank and expressionless. It was difficult to assess where they looked. They probably saw it all.

"My daughter." The voice was soft as the whisper that they had previously heard. Almost imperceptible vibrations displaced the water in motion as Kasu moved the huge stone mouth.

Tasha bowed reverently, but said nothing. Her long red hair spread out like a fan in the flow of water. Her gentle movement was hypnotic, and her bright red was the only color at this depth.

"Fate has given me a visit and made him a prophecy." Tasha did not know why, but suddenly she ran through a shower of dark foreboding. Kasu had never been called to be. Usually it was the high priestess or even another long-serving priest, became part of this honor. She herself was only a novice who was close to completing their training.

"Your best friend is her companion was destroyed and its message filled him with great anticipation. His twin discord shone through his face. Death lingered in the shadows, waiting for his time. No one will go without a price. "Fear spread to Tasha. destruction. Discord. Death. Fate. you
was not sure who they met with the greatest terror.

Regardless, she said what she was on her mind: "The four islands are pacified. There was no more war for centuries. Fate must allow themselves a cruel joke. "Tasha beat his hands to his mouth. It was not permitted in the presence of the goddess to speak. But should Kasu bothered by it, they did not show it. Only a sad smile twisted the stone moves.

"Where there is envy sister will always follow conflict. The fire is lit and the wheel of fate turns. To each is intended. Everyone has to fulfill his role and during the battle in the dark is, there are no doubts as to its outcome. "

Tasha closed his eyes and wished she had stayed in her bed, then wü ; rde done nothing of all this. Despair to beat an already lost battle caused her physical ills. Her first encounter with Kasu's incarnation, she had certainly be quite different. You could not help but to wonder why Kasu just enbarte o ye all of this. There certainly were others that knew better how to proceed in such a situation was.

"Each has its place, my daughter, and yours is not in your people. Your betrayal is the fate of his triumph and be the demise of Tanis and its inhabitants. The dragon dines with the best friends of fate on a golden table. "

A cry escaped to Tasha's throat. It was not possible. She would never betray their people.

"Never!"

"The wheel of your destiny," said Kasu further than they had not heard Tasha: "Long ago it was already set in motion and turns as fast as any other. holds the breath of a dragon in it unstoppable rotation. Your fortunes are united. "Tears that were coupled with the already salty water of the lake, sprang to their eyes. What she heard there could not be true.

"Your place is by his side."
***
Tasha ran as fast as she could through the temple. She tried the words of the goddess to escape, she could recognize the truth impossible. On the other hand, they knew that Kasu ihrere in every message you send them had remained true. How could therefore doubt their word? They continued to accelerate their pace.

These doubts, because she could not believe that they would be responsible for the destruction of their people
. This could not be true. It could not be true
.

The despair in her heart continued to grow forever, as they ran through the deserted corridors without worrying about whether she saw anyone. She had to warn High Priestess Davina. They had tanische and warn the people to safety. There was no Allternative. She would do everything in their power to deny brother's death his profit, until each individual was willing to voluntarily go to him because they knew they could not defeat him for good.

As they approached the area inhabited by the high priestess, she slowed her pace slowly. Did they tell you everything Davina? Their role in the structure of fate? A new wave of despair was in her breit.Wenn they told her, they would be excluded from everything. Kasu had violated practically and was in the service of the goddess, her only purpose in life. They had to prevent any price that they are excluded from the temple. In addition, she said, she would find a way to save Tania and for this they needed the help of the High Priestess.

completely out of breath as Tasha turned a corner, she was shocked to the core of the dark shadow looming in front of her. She believed her death would pay his respects, but as the figure of a few steps forward into the light came, Tasha recognized that this was high priestess Davina.

This looked at her grimly.

"Kasu has up announced. "

Tasha was shocked even more. When Davina already knew everything, then she was lost. She would never be a priest.

"Come! We talk more in my work room. "Davina's face was soft and became friendly, but also could not calm her Tasha.

Davina's work was a round cozy, lit by torches room. His body was broadcast spärrliche thoughtfully selected and positioned itself to peace and serenity. Tasha felt neither the one nor the other. In the center of the room before the large window through could see the city in darkness, was a desk that was covered over with paper, boxes and pens. In addition, there were two comfortable chairs next to the table. The only decoration of the room was the artistic Wandbemahlung. It could be seen serveral scenes that constitute life on the four islands. Tasha's attention was mainly on the posterior image. It showed the conflict between the gods, as he was played eons ago. In the end the gods had banished the troublemakers out of their realm. The legends of the report, a dragon, the founder's Baria was one of today's four islands.

But what about the picture on the most shocking was the sight of the dragon itself beautifully and gracefully, as well as deadly and treacherous.

Davina bedeutetete her to sit down and they sat down on one of the armchairs, while the High Priestess on the other took place and then carefully looked at Tasha. Tasha felt more uncomfortable if that was even possible.

"Bad times ahead of us. For years, there are increasing signs and you heard the Prophet in the Marketplace. Although if it were up to them, then the disaster would be many years ago en eingetro. "

David looked at her still. Her voice was quiet and not threatening, but it was the concern in his face. Tasha said nothing as she spoke.

"The goddess is calling us never to be groundless and that she has ewählt up tonight is unusual largely because it means that their message up operated more t than others. Will you tell me what was their message? "Her tone was always friendly, but Tasha also felt that they had no choice. She had to tell David something.

your words carefully weigh Tasha told the High Priestess everything they dare.

"Great Goddess help us!" She exclaimed after Tasha had ended. The priest jumped up and went untamed in the room and down. Then she turned back to Tasha.

"What is your role here? The sinking of Tanis operated t you any more than any inhabitants of this island. Say, a novice! "

Tasha winced involuntarily. She had not told Davina that her Verrrat Tanis' downfall was, and she had none of its content, mentioned to the dragon. Unsure she returned the gaze of the high priests.

"She said that my fate is connected with Tania and it is my determination to fionden the dragon." Nausea rose up her neck. She had not really lied, but she had omitted the small detail of her betrayal. A betrayal that was excluded from the outset.

"the dragon to fi nd to do what?", Hooked by Davina. Then Tasha had no answer. Davina had to suddenly aged by many years, to fall to their seat.

"No one knows where the Dragon rests. I really do not know how you should find him. But time is running it, and we must act quickly. I will as soon as possible after a ship spassage Baria arrange for you and I will give to a consultant who is familiar with the local customs, but also nothing I can do for you. In Baria you'll be on your own. Was

Tasha nodded absently, and left the room thoughtfully, lit by soft light, sun light.

"May the goddess you the way, or we are alle verloren."

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Bikeshop Calgary Cannondale

Clockwork Angel - Completed: What will I do now?

After I finished Clockwork Angel yesterday morning I was happy and sad and psyched for the next installment in the Infernal Devices series. Seriously, how am I supposed to wait like a whole year for the second book Clockwork Prince?

First, Cassandra Clare once again proved her remarkable talent to write witty dialogues which are just as funny as they are canny. The story flowed at a nice pace neither to slow nor to fast. I was sucked into the world of Shadowhunters and Downworlders almost the second I opend the book... actually the cover itself already did that for me - have I mentioned that I did fall in love with that cover artwork? And since it is so great here it is again...



*swoon*

Secondly, the characters are all beautifly complex and flawed and thus real. One really can't help oneself but to love them all and that includes all the side-characters like the inventor/Shadowhunter Henry who is just adorable in all his dorkiness.
But of course the three main characters are the most important and well able to carry the story and the love triangle.

Tessa, who coming from New York to London for her brother who has gone missing, finds out she is not entirely human but can change her appearance into anothr person. She is thrown completly unprepaired into the world where vampires, werewolves, warlocks and fairys (also called Downworlders) exist. Working with the Shadowhunters she tries to find her brother, evade being married to the Magister and not being killed of by Automatons, a kind of clockwork device that looks human or almost. And then there still are the two handsome Shadowhunters Will and Jem who are best friends.

Will always cracks jokes at the worst time possible and does not care for consequences. He has a dark side to him (*yummi*) and let's nobody come close. Maybe aside from Jem. Nobody knows what happend when he was child, that made him turn up at the London Shadowhunter institute, but it certainly wasn't good.

Jem plays the violin and seems overall physical weak which is real strange for a Shadowhunter. But unlike Will's secret we learn what this is about. I'm rather curious how this will affect the future story because I expect this to become like a mayor plotpoint. He is kind to everyone and never gets upset over Will - a skill unique to him and almost godlike (kiddin').

For weeks (maybe even months) now the fandom is split into Team Will and Team Jem... and most haven't even read the books yet but since there was quite a lot material released for promotion (thanks Cassie!!!) everybody has a good idea how these guys differ from each other. It kinda reminds me of Twilight...
I also like those who are Team Henry... Henry is just great - his inventions never work.

So now that I finished the book there simply is nothing else for me to do but to reread it and then reread the Mortal Instruments series before the forth book (to the MI series) City of Fallen Angels comes out in may. And when I have done that I'll be back to upsessing over every bit of information that is released on these books... It really is a neverending circle... like Sisyphus and his stone ... not that I'm complaining...

... also my phone tells me there are a ton of books that I have been waiting for which are coming out next month... *hurray for my*

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Game Bow And Arrow Dark Forest

New hobby, Ancient artistry

As aforementioned I have a lot of freetime, but I also have a feeling I'm getting really good at actually using that time for something usefull - well, aside from learning for a math test maybe ^^'' ... - and so I took on sewing.
A good friend of mine sews for years now and did a lot of really nice things including skirts and dresses. A while back... uhm... like 7 weeks? she did a gorgeous school-girl skirt for me which I absolutly adore. So she is my go-to person to seek sewing advice if I need to.

A while ago when I was once again cleaning out my closet my Mum had the brilliant idea to make a bag out of the old jeans trousers. So after going online and looking up if that could potentially be nice looking, I decided to do it... And know, months later I actually did it... sort of. It's not finished yet due to my uncanny ability to blow even the easiest task out of prorpotions and make a big fuss around it.
And so doom advanced on this project in form of my brilliant (insane) idea to adorn the jeans bag with an embroidery. But not just any, no it couldn't possibly be just something small, it simply had to be one of the more complicated and slightly bigger motivs I found on the net.



Well, at least the sakura blossoms kinda fit my Japan-mania! Also it is a beautiful motiv and the light pink blossoms are forming a nice contrast to the jeans blue.

When I was like 10 years old or so I did a bit of easy embroidery just really easy and not very pretty...





... and sometimes not finished. Although the last one is something I did when I was like 12 (wohoo) I didn't finish it because there really was no point in doing so... the motiv and everything was simply not pretty nor useful enough for it to be more than just showing of to the family for compliments... thus useless, I ended all my attempts at finishing it.
But since I never returned all the stuff used for embroidery my gram gave to me then, I now have enough recources to climb my personal Mount Everest - figuratively speaking.

By the way, did you know that Chinese embroidery is the oldest known and can be dated back to 5th-3rd century BC.? No, you didn't? Well, I didn't either but that's what wikipedia just told me. Smartass.
And know what? I still don't care...

So back on topic: This is what my handmade bag looks like so far.







As you can see I haven't progressed very far yet with my sakura blossoms even though I've been working on it every day for a week now. I guess I'm really slow but I also am quite pleased with the way it looks like. I think this time I will actually finish it. I still have 1-2 months of hollidays, so my chances aren't that bad.
*keeps fingers crossed*

- I also like the bag... ^^'''

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Helikopter Ni-mh Aaa 650mah 7,2v

Thee art be mine ...

Since the beginning of the hollidays - which feels like ages ago - I hat a lot of leisure time to do shit I don't normally have time for during uni terms.

One of my favorite hobbys is painting with acrylics. For quite some time now my Mum has asked me to paint something for our arbor. And let me tell you it was a pain in the ass to find a suitable draft for me to portray because what I like is not nessecary something the 'rents would like... Really I looked at like thousends of pictures on the internet with my Mum and found quite a lot I really liked but none was THE ONE.

Once again my addiction to American television series helped me out. Inspired by the opening credits to True Blood, which are simply gorgeous just like the opening song "Bad Things" by Jace Everett,...



...I chose a swamp-like landscape.

After days and days on my poor abused knees and being sprinkled with paint all over this is what my masterpiece of world class art ^^' looks like:


The waves are made with a relief paste and then painted over with acrylic.


I rather like how this part worked out...



...well, at least he looks human... points to whoever finds out what the objects to his right are XD

If I were allowed to add I might say that I did a fine job on this one. It's not perfect and not the way exactly like I wanted it to be, but it got pretty close... And this way it has even more... uhm... charm perhaps?
All in all I'm quite happy with my handiwork.

Also I've been working on a frame for a painting I did earlier this year:


I love how the mask looks like. It's difficult to see in this pic (really it's the pic) but the mask looks like it is made of bark.


The frame - again - is made with a relief paste but with a coarse one this time. I got to work with a scraper to put it on. It was actually quite a lot of fun... and since it didn't need to look like anything I could just do whatever.

Also, we finally got around to have a painting framed I did in my last school year. Yay!







It's supposed to be a "vanitas self-portrait" according to the teachers topic and I remember every item in that picture has a meaning, but I can't remember half of what it means... but it still looks very fine. What I do remember though that I was inspired by Picasso's "Blue Period". I used to think Picasso couldn't paint but I really love the art he did in that time.







They are all rather depressing - which is most likely the reason I like them so much...

Monday, August 23, 2010

Doujinshi In English Bulma And Vegeta

Clockwork Angel

After waiting for what feels like ages Cassandra Clare's latest book "Clockwork Angel" finally arived in my mailbox on saturday... 9 days before official release.



I absolutly looooooove the cover artwork... it's totally awesome!!!

It should be needless to say that I was very positvly surprised... which I expressed by junmping up and down in my room for the better half of an hour.
And because I was so excited I put on a reading limit of 100 pages so I wouldn't be finished with the book by sunday morning - which I properly would have been... But this way I can enjoy the world of the Shadowhunters for a few days more!
Right now I'm about halfway through the book. It is even better than it promised to be from all the quotes we received over the last six months by Cassie Clare. One of my favorites is the following:

Will, blood still dripping from his chin, looked at Jem with his eyebrows raised. "Nice throw," he said.
Jem shook his head. "You bit de Quincey," he said. "You fool. He's a vampire. You know what it means to bite a vampire."
"I had no choice," said Will. "He was choking me."
"I know," Jem said. "But really, Will. Again?"

Seriously, every time I read that I'm laughing out loud.
But it's far from the only funny thing in there. Especially Will provides a lot of comical relief throughout the story, which as far as I can tell, yet, is very well thoughtout and balanced between action and romance much like in the "Mortal Instruments Series".
Tessa, the female main character, is strong-willed and because of her ability to change her apperance is sucked into the the world of the Shadowhunters.
The long awaited love-triangle between Tessa, Will and Jem then unfolds beautiful.
uhm...by the way
Shout out for Team Will. ^^'

I'll write more when I'm finished in two days: \u0026lt;
properly I'll be extremly sad and psyched for the next one "The Clockwork Prince" which will be out in September 2011 ...