Jan. 29, 2009 - I'm back!!! SOOOO SORRY I'VE BEEN GONE 4 SOOOO LONG

Hey guys! :D How are y'all doing? I'm pretty good.

I've got some stuff to blog about this time around, and I'll promise to try and post atleast once a month, K?

Well, to start off, very merry and very late Christmas!I received so many wonderful things...I hope you did too! :) I won't go through the whole entire list, because you probably don't want to hear it. Lol. But I did get a PAINTBALL GUN. That was cool. Aswell as a 9" portable DvD player with output (No input, that would've made it rock even more if it had that! :D) A $25 iTunes gift card and a bunch of stuff! :D

Now, yesterday was also my BIRTHDAY! :D SO I got to spend the night at Koltons house and play PS2 and stuff. :)

Again, I apologize for not entering an entry in so long! I'm going to get back into this. Hopefully.

Well, right now I'm playing a Lord of The Rings game I bought yesterday... Pretty awesome. Kolton and I already almost have it beat. But we know all the secrets of the game, I used to have it on my Gamecube before I sold that 2 years ago. Lol. So it's pretty easy to do, now. Also! I have a FACEBOOK. So if you have one, you can send me a friends request. If any of you even still check this thing. Lol.

I've had an AWESOME 2 months since Christmas and I hope you did to. Sorry it took me so long to get back up and postin'! I'll hope to post atleast once a week. But I have to go now. Bye! (Sorry for the run-on entry, I kinda just started typing and didn't stop.)

Dec. 18, 2008 - The ressurection of the Blog!

Hey guys! I'm extremly sorry I havn't been on in so long! Over a month! I just havn't really had anything to write about...My life = boring. Lol. Happy almost Christmas! Only 7 days...The worst part is that I like havn't done Christmas shopping yet -.- , which is bad. I've been sick for 3 days now, caught the sickness over at my friends house. So yeah, that's pretty annoying. That's partly why my entry may be just a bunch of random not thought out jibberish. Anyways, we're going up to my Nonna's (Grandma's) house on the 26th, and we're taking Kolton with us! :D That'll be awesome. Umm, well, I really don't know what too type. Pretty sad, isn't it? More then a month goes by and there's nothing interesting to talk about. >.<

Maybe I'll come up with something when I'm feeling better. Basicly I just wanted to let you know I'm not dead. ;-)

God Bless,

~~^v^Prind

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Nov. 6, 2008 - Clear as a bell

C L E A R  as  a  B E L L

Nov. 5, 2008 - Hmm.

Hello!

Well, it appears as though our new president shall be Mr. President Elect Barrack H. Obama.

I wish it were not so. But it is.

I know that God has his hand in our leaders and it's all part of his master plan.

And it is definatly a sign of us getting closer too the end times!

I know that in order too get to the rapture we're gonna have too get atleast partly into socialism. Which is what redistributing the whealth is, and free healthcare.

I hope that Mr. Obama is up too the challenge for defending our country and I'll pray for him and respect his posistion.

  Anyways, it's been a fairly good week so far, but it looks a bit ugly around the park. They chopped all the branches off the trees around here.

I don't really have much too say now, so have a good day and

God Bless,

~~Prindish

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Nov. 1, 2008 - My bestest friends!

Hey guys! I decided to pop in today and tell y'all about some of my best friends. Please note that most of these arn't really in numerical order, you know #1 being the best and such. Though in this number 1 and number 2 are the best, but after that it really isn't in order.

Friends!!!!

#1. GOD!!

What I think about him: Well, duh! :D God is so awesome and incredible. He's my Father, Lord, King, Creator, Advisor, Helper, Strength-when-I'm-weak pick-me-upper and so much more! He is the Alpha and Omega, the first and the last. I worship him in my sleep and when I'm awake. I'm trying to get into the habit to pray without ceasing, something that may seem hard at first but gets easier as it goes on. Nothing is more amazing then feeling the presence of God. I've felt it and I don't want to give it up. It's hard tp put into words what God is like, and how I feel about him. He's just incredible. God is my King!

#2. My Parents~~!

My parents are just spectacular! They are great and my Mom is an excellent teacher! Not too mention my Dad is a math Wiz! I have so much fun goofing around with my Parents and they are really funny. :D

Love ya Mom and Dad!!

 Here's their picture!

#3. Kolton (The WILLARD!!)

Kolton is an awesome friend and he's someone I can talk to about pretty much...Anything. It's kindof scary how much we are alike sometimes and other times I laugh at our extreme diffrences. Kolton is a nice guy and usualy keeps his cool. But, well, he's got a bit of a built-in angry switch. And sometimes you bump that switch without trying too.

Lets just say talking to an angry Willard is like trying to talk to a charging bull..An angry bull that's charging towards you. lol!

Here's his pic. :D

LOL that was kolton acting Nerdy... A bit outdated of a picture though... This was like 2 years ago ^.^

#4. Karl (The Chirbanator, Chirb, Chirby, Kirb, Kirby, Kirble, Chirb-Chirb, Ker, Kernal, Kernel, Kral, and other variations of that is what we call him.)

Karl is awesome. I look up to him and we used to hang out together like...All the time.

He's strong, funny, and good at like everything he does. So, yeah. He's cool. :D

He also loves fords.

Picture time!:

LOL Karl is a clown! (I snatched this from his blog... Hope you don't mind Chirb lol.)

#5. Austin (lololol) Or, Ooist! :D

Austin is... Uhh..

Well Autin likes to go fishin'. And he said he's going to have his own Bass Fishin' show when he grows up, and because of that he'll buy a Lamborghini in cash. Pretty high dreams there. Lol. But yeah, he's cool, and his favourite video game is Star Wars Battle Front II. Sorry that was kinda random but I had too throw that out there Lol. He also wants to learn Russian which would be sweet because then me and him could kindof talk in code if we were around a whole bunch of english-only speakers. That would be awesome lol. He also loves fords.

Here's his pic.

This pic is a bit outdated but whatever, it's still Ooist.

#6. Katey! :D

Katey is awesome and really smart. (Yeah, I know, so far I've called everyone awesome lol but it's true!)

She's a good writer and also studies Herbology or however you spell that (lol) and she makes bread!!! Lol :D what it's yummy bread ^.^...

OH and she loves peanut butter. Just like my Mom does. lol.

Here's a pic! (Snagged from her blog...Hopefully that's alright :D)

#7. Keri (lol well not nessicarily a friend...More like a older sister that yells at me all the time. :D)

Keri is extremly annoying and she's always in my way. LOL ok that's not the truth, that's just my acting. Lol.

Uhh, well, Keri is a good cook and she makes yummy cakes and stuff. Oh and her boyfriend is Tyler who is from church. Poor man. Lol jking!

Uhh, I don't have a pic of her. lol. Don't feel like looking for one right now ^.^

#8. Connor! (Connerd lol)

Uhhm, well I don't really know Connor that well but what I do know about him is:

Connor LOVES cars. He could tell you pretty much what any car is that's driving on the street, without seeing the names on the back. Lol.

He loves cars soo much he makes car noises in his sleep. LOL LOL

He hates fords. YEAH GO CONNOR LOL Ford= Found on road dead! Lol

He plays the piano goodly. It sounds like a crazy man that knows how to hit the keys extremly well when he plays. Lol. Not saying that's a bad thing, it still sounds good. Just crazy :D

#9. Mrs Patti/ Bob!

Some of my best friends (and the only friends I have that are much older then me, except my parents...Who aren't really my friends, but my parents.)

They live in the trailer park we used to live in, and they built an awesome deck off of their trailer and it's a really nice place to sit and talk! They also gave me a wonderfull Motor Scooter when we left that park, which I highly cherish. :D

#10. Devon! (Or Lord Dee-voniss lol He's a sith lord.)

My best friend from Nevada! He's a bit hyper, and he can get himself into trouble but so can we all :D

We play Airsoft and stuff like that when I'm down there as well as just kinda hang out. He's a awesome guy and nice so yeah. :D

#11. I can't really think of anymore besides All of you ONLINE FRIENDS! :D You guys are awesome and it's fun to type too y'all!

Cya!

~~^v^Prind

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Oct. 27, 2008 - My wonderful paint-splattered, acid eating, ball whacking, wire cutting, co2 powered weekend!

Hey guys! Sup? I had some pretty good fun this weekend. I hope you did too!

My entry today ranges from Being paint splattered, eating some of the hottest edible acid in the world, scoring some goals with Willard, cutting up some wires in the name of video entertainment, and whatever else I feel is worth mentioning! LOL!

Well, lets see...What should I start with. I went to spend the night at the Disbrow household on friday, which was a total surprise to me. I was just sitting doing my school when all of a sudden I hear the annoying christmas ringtone that Mom selected to play when the D's call start buzzing on the phone. Turns out I was to be going over to their house, and I should bring my combat clothes and like, $6. Now you're wondering, WHAT THE HECK ARE COMBAT CLOTHES?!?...

Well, for me, full camo!! Yeah! I gotz da camoz! Lol. yeah I'll tell you what that meant a bit later. :D

 So anyways yeah, we just kinda hung out over there for the most part. Played some fooseball (Or whatever it's called lol) And me and Kolton kicked the Karl/Austin team! W00T Go Willard & Prind 4eva! WE RULEZ! Lol. Yeah I noticed that I am an expert on hitting the ball backwards so whenever the ball would come to me for some odd reason my hand would move in such a way too knock the ball into our own goal, resulting in another point for the darned blue team! (Which would be Karl and Austin, if you weren't paying attention the first time I said that.)

But we still won. Lol. Kolton is a good goalie. :D. And I'm a pretty good offensive player, just have my cons.

After we were done playing some fooseball, it was time for dinner. Ah, nothing like rummaging through the good ol' fridge to find food. Well, let's see...Heres some soup, almost-gone-bad vegtables, cheese, potatoes, tortillas, and some fresh habaneros'. What do you get? Yellow broccoli, yummy soup, baked potatoes with no butter or cheese, quesidilla's and a habanero on your plate. Lol.  Yeah so I've never had the hottest pepper in the world so I was a bit freaked out about this whole eating habanero's fresh out of the garden thing. I mean unless you're a lunatic you would be to, right?!?

Well I didn't let my panic show, though I did tell everyone at the table I'd wait a bit before I ate it, if only to delay the suffering for a mere minute. Well, Kolton kept telling me I was a wimp and to hurry up and eat the pepper. And finally I was like "Pf, k, I'll eat it." So I just jammed it into my mouth, chewed, and swollowed. Yeah. That was fun. Seriously. I wasn't nearly as hot as I thought it would be, and I managed to maintain control and not scream *I may have raised my voice a bit* and not eat or drink anything to calm the raging heat inside my mouth.

Well, the glaring fact that Kolton had yet to eat the darn pepper was quite obvious and I started calling him a wimp as he did to me. Isn't it fun how what goes around comes around? Lol. So he just kept staring at his habanero, putting it up to his mouth, then taking it away. After like, a minute he finally just put it in his mouth and started to chew. His look was so classic. Lol. Well, unfortunatly, he kept chewing, and chewing, and chewing, which is extremly bad and could cause horrid mouth burns. He kept chewing. His face was red and he was sweating. Tragicly, something in his willardish mind kept him from swallowing the hot goodness of the habanero. He went outside and almost puked, which was funny and sad at the same time. But finally he swallowed the darn thing and got a high-five! Yay Willard! Lol. (Willard is what we call Kolton, in case you didn't catch on to that yet.)

So yeah, we are now officially habanero club members. So now I need to make some sort of badge to put on my blog to show my high-ranking status. Not anyone can ever say they are a member, it takes bravery, lack of taste buds, and, well, lets face it, stupidity. Lol.

So now comes the semi-funny part about how far me and my friends will go to play video games....It's kindof pathetic. *Laughs*

Allright, so Mr. Disbrow says that we can play some PS2 for like 3 hours, which was really exciting because I had just recently unlocked a bunch of fun stuff for this new game we got, Time Splitters 2, and I wanted to show it to the guys, so we could have fun blowing the snot out of each other with new multi-player game modes!

Why does the good always go wrong?

I mean I try so hard, so so hard.

And yet, it is to no avail.

I FORGOT TO GRAB THE DARN AUDIO/VIDEO CORDS AND THE POWER CORD!!!

O.K., so I remember that PS1 cords work with PS2's!!! So I get excited and tell Kolton, and we embark on the quest to find the PS1 cords! Well, we managed to find find the power cord for the PS1 and an AV cord from the Nintendo 64...Well I knew that the N64 cord wouldnt possibly work, but Kolton isn't very tech savvy so he started carving the adapter at the end of the cord to get it to fit into the PS2's AV slot. The next thing I know he's ripping the thing apart trying to get the ps2 to work... Wow, lol. He had these bare wires he was trying to fit into the PS2 to make it run...BAD IDEA. Don't do it, it could possibly make the PS2 or whatever your trying to plug the bare wires into catch on fire, and theres a risk of electricution. Of course, Kolton didn't know that, and I was all for the idea of it working, so I didn't bother telling him. LOL. I could've  lost my PS2 from that carelessness, but it worked out allright. Sadly, we couldn't get the cord to work with the PS2 and we ended up dueling each other on Peggle, which I have on my iPod.

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for...

COMBAT CLOTHES!!! Lol.

Yeah, so, my combat clothes was camo-ish shoes, camo pants, a camo shirt, and a camo face net. Yeah. I know, awesome. (By the way did you know that if Awesomeness came up and kicked you in the face and walked away thats what 10smellybeans is like, and I have know stinking idea why I wrote that but I read it on some dudes blog ROFL.)

The reason I needed this sweet attire you may ask?

I was gonna go shoot some guys.

Heh. Yeah, I was gonna shoot them with a state-of-the-art camoflauge semi-auto co2 powered...Paint ball gun! :D

Yeah I went paintballing. It was incredibly awesome and now I have a new hobby. Lol.

Some of the people from church own land and have it all set up to play PAINTBALLISHNESS on. Yeah, it looks rednecky, what with a bunch of doors, wood, tarps and garbage cans all over the place to take cover with, but it's still incredibly sweet! There is 2 teams, attacker and defender. Attacker starts on one end of the field with few things to hide behind- Hence the reason I rarely was on that team, I don't like not being able to sneak around and back-stab people.-  and you have to try to take over the defenders heavily fortified redneck fortress, composed of tarps, boards, trash cans, door frames, a ladder and a chicken coop. Oh, and by the way. Those defenders snipe good and hard, so watch out. U ready?

And theres the defender, my favourite simply because hordes of people come "Sneaking" over to your fort and you get to blast 'em with your paint. Oh yeah and theres some sweet sniper spots too on the chicken coop.

Heh, on only my second game I was on defenders and the last one in the game. There was like 7 dudes on attackers and I was hiding behind a tarp, praying for my life *lol* and I hear one of the attacker guys saying that he thinks it's over and everyone is elimanated. Well thinking I have the element of surprise I stick my head up and aim my gun at the guy (He was about 20 ft away, and I was in the shadows so I probly would have killed him, if something retarded hadn't happend next)

Yeah, so the retarded thing was *It was retarded then, funny now lol* was that Mr. Disbrow yelled out from the spectator hill "YOU CAN'T SURRENDER BRYAN!!!" along with laughter.

Oh boy.

Then all around me I hear "It's not over! Enemy behind blue tarp!"

And yeah, then all of a sudden from no where I get hit in the mask, legs, chest, hand, head, and foot. At the same time.

lol.

Yeah that was weird.

one of the shots I got later on drew blood. I didn't notice that until we got home though lol.

But most of 'em didn't hurt.

Well, I guess that's all...

Cya!

~~Prind

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Oct. 22, 2008 - My top 25 played songs....

Hey guys! Just wanted to tell you my top 25 played songs on my Ipod, maybe for those who don't know me well it'll help you know me better :D

1. Diary Of Jane (Single Version)- Breaking Benjamin. # Of times played: 87

2. Sorrow- Flyleaf. # Of times played: 41

3. Sticking With You- Addison Road. # Of times played: 39

4. Original 1s- Ben Hulbert. # Of times played: 36

5. After The World- Disciple. # Of times played: 31

6. Hello- Hawk Nelson. # Of times played: 31

7. There Will Be A Day- Jeremy Camp. # Of times played: 30

8. Freedom- Run Kid Run. # Of times played: 29

9. Hold- Superchic[k]. # Of times played: 28

10. Things Left Unsaid- Disciple. # Of times played: 26

11. Every Now And Then- FFH. # Of times played: 26

12. Savior- Skillet. # Of times played: 26

13. No Matter what it Takes- Jeremy Camp. # Of times played: 25

14. Long Black Train- Josh Turner. # Of times played: 21

15. Down to the river- Unkown. # Of times played: 20

16. Life after Death- Kj-52. # Of times played: 19

17. Treason- Kuttles. # Of times played: 16

18. Comftorably Numb- Pink Floyd. # Of times played: 15 (Dont even ask me why the play count is even THIS high... Mom put this on here.)

19. I climb- TFK. # Of times played: 15

20. Bass Fishin'- Myself *Yes I mean I made it lol*. # Of times played: 15

21. Life Is A Highway- Rascal Flats. # Of times played: 15

22. Faith, Love, And Happiness.- TFK. # Of times played: 14

23. Bye, Joe!- Myself *Again :D*- # Of times played: 14

24. This Is A Call- TFK. # Of times played: 13

25. New Design- TFK. # Of times played: 13

There ya have it!

Thats my top 25 out of 417 songs :D

Sorry for those who read this before I finished it...I had to leave. ^.^ I saved it as a draft but it still posted on here ^.^ >.> <.< >.< <.>

Cya,

~~^v^Prind

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Oct. 20, 2008 - Umm, Hi?

Hey guys! Hope y'all had a good day. I had a chance to meet up with Creator this weekend on Runescape! That was pretty cool :D He's f2p and can mimic all my emotes *gasp* Wow he's good lol. And he's lvl 82.

I'm trying to work on my story... It's a bit hard to write now that I got the beginning out of the way. Hopefully I can get Aramil's adventures sorted out in my head. It's kinda hard to be a writer ^.^ It'd be an interesting career though.

And, umm, yeah. The usual going on around here.

OH BOY YAY! Christmas is around the corner and it's gonna be time to celebrate Jesus' birthday soon! Exciting. It's weird, another year went by really really fast...Like the fastest it's ever gone by before...When I was little time dragged on for so long. Now it seems like...Yesterday that I turned 13, I'm gonna be 14 before I know it ^.^ Odd.

<.< >.> ^.^ <.> v.v <(o.o)< ~.~ =.=!!!

God Bless,

~~^v^Prindish

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Oct. 14, 2008 - Hey guys!

Hello all! Hope you're having an awesome day!

I'm still doing school-work...But I decided to give you guys a hello!

May God be gracious to us and bless us and make his face shine upon us,

That your ways would be known on earth, amd your salvation know amoung all nations.

May the peoples praise you, O God; May all the peoples praise you.

Then the land will yield its harvest, and God, our God, will bless us.

God will bless us, and all the ends of the earth will

        fear him!

Psalms 67 :D

Oct. 10, 2008 - Uhh..Epic Fail? I dunno were that came from lol!

Hey guys!

So whatcha all up too? I bet alot of you are sleeping right now. Or, well, hanging out on the computer like me.  Or whatching that House marathon on T.V...Or whatever.

Ok. So, the election is coming to an end. So we have Obama and Bidon, who I realy hope LOSE.

And we have McCain and Palin..Ok come on seriously...Why is there so much hype about Sarah Palin?!?

Yeah she may have charisma but so? What does it matter? I dunno.

I hope neither of those two choices win.

Seriously.

Honestly.

I hope a 3rd party candidate wins!

Like Chuck Baldwin!

VOTE FOR HIM ALL ALDULTS READING THIS IF YOU BELIEVE IN CHRISTIAN RIGHTS AND CHRISTIANITY AND HOMESCHOOLING AND HAVING A GOOD LEADER IN OFFICE.

It's better then McCain or Obama.

So vote.

The future of America is in your hands.

Communism?

Or Americanism?

~~Prind

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Oct. 6, 2008 - Chapter 2 in my story :D!

Chapter 2:

Red Snow.

         The night crept on. Aramil’s body still lay limp on the soil. Blood soaked the earth.

Cursing soldiers were somewhere out in the distance, disturbing the nights peace, but from here their curses were nearly inaudible.

A cold wind blew through. Aramil was still limp. Drops of white powder landed on the ground. It was snowing. He started shivering violently, but alas his eyes did not open. He was bleeding too much; the arrow must have hit a blood vein.

         Slowly, Aramil became incased in the snow and ice. A bush he had landed next to guarded his face enough so that he could breath. Blood seeped into the snow, hinting it with streaks of red. He was barley holding on to the will to live, but something deep inside him kept him living… For now.

It started to get brighter, the sun was coming up. An hour passed. The sun was completely out, but it was blocked by the grey sky and the falling snow.

                                                             *****

    Inside a small farmhouse hidden from society, three people began to awake and prepare for the day ahead. The first to be up was a young boy of nine years, Rothimil by name; who was sitting in the family room. His main excitement was that his older brother would be back from town today, and he couldn’t wait for him to tell stories of what happened during his visit. He hoped that someday, he to could go with his brother to town… He had only been there once before, and from what he remembered, it was a wonderful place. There were so many people it was overwhelming for him, and the buildings were so large!

       The other thing on his mind was the wonderful fact that it was snowing. Hopefully his brother wouldn’t be too tired to have a snowball fight!

Interrupting his thoughts were footsteps coming down the hallway from his parents’ room, and he turned around to see who it was, and to his delight it was his father, wearing his coat and warm leggings. His father was a fairly young man, but very wise. He was also very strong by Rothimils’ standards; he could lift an entire tree! His hair was black and cut short, and he had a beard that reached half way down his neck.  “Are we going to go out into the snow?” he asked; excitement in his voice. His father smiled, and nodded his head. “Aye son, feel free to have fun this morning. There’s not much work to be done today, and your mother has planned a large warm meal for us today with the meat your brother is going to bring back today.”

         Rothimil was overjoyed and ran out the door.

The snow was easily three feet deep, and it was still snowing! This would be a grand day indeed. He roamed around the yard, said good morning to the chickens, and shook the trees so snow would fall on top of him; laughing the whole way through, unaware of what lied not even 40 feet away from him.

Oct. 6, 2008 - Wewt took another tag!

Oct. 5, 2008 - Chapter 1 in my story...Any name ideas you can come up with would be appreciated!

  Chapter 1:

Aramil.

     Snap! Another stick snapped beneath Aramil's feet as he ran. His leg was bleeding.  "Just keep running, don't stop" he told himself as he neared the half-way point to his small farmhouse, his muscles burning from exertion. The pain from the wound was getting worse. Pain. Throbbing.  He thought back to earlier in the day, the reason he was running now.

     He had gone to town to stock up on the much needed supplies his family needed for the upcoming winter, and to have a bit of fun, considering he only came to town a few times a year. When he finally reached the small town of Sentaria, he instantly noticed the surprisingly large amount of Imperial troops wandering through town. "That's odd...I wonder what’s going on. Hope they're not here to take more of our crops." Aramil had said to himself. He was relieved when he saw that the soldiers didn't notice him .   He didn't feel like interacting with them for the same reason most other people in town didn't;  they got away with everything.

     He had hurried past the multitude of soldiers into Vlarns’ Meat hut, hoping to order a pack full of meat. “Same good ol’ Vlarn . ” ,  Aramil  thought, as he walked  in, examining the familiar hut.   The inside was pretty much barren, save for the counter in the middle, worn from many years of use and scarred from the  razor-sharp   blades  hitting  its surface.    On the walls behind the counter were racks of various knives, ranging greatly in size. Behind the counter was Vlarn, one of the oldest citizens of Sentaria, an honest, hard working man. Though he was very old, his eyes were softer then most and depicted a sort of innocence that not many have. “Ah! Aramil! I’ve been looking forward to seein’ ye!” said Vlarn, pure joy written on his wrinkled face. “I be reckonin’ ye saw them Imperials wandering about as you walked into town. I not be quite sure what those tick infested vermin be doin’ here, but they’re up to no good, of that I be sure.” ,  Vlarn said with a scowl on his face.   Aramil smiled and nodded .  He had missed Vlarn, and he enjoyed the old man’s company, even though he could be a bit paranoid at times.    Aramil almost thought of him as a grandfather. “Ah, but you’re not here to  listen to  some old kook ramble on about doomsday, are ye now?”   Aramil laughed “No, we’ll have to save that for another day I guess. Maybe you could come up and meet the rest of my family and sup with us one of these days?”   Vlarn nodded.    “Well, anyways, do you think you could load this pack here with meat?” Aramil said as he laid one of his packs on the counter. “Ah! Yes I would be more then happy to!” , and  the man went to work chopping, hacking and wrapping the meat. Vlarn insisted it was free of charge, “Considering what your family’s goin’ through, it be the best I could do, lad.”.    Aramil thanked him and walked out of the shop.

    He looked up in the sky and noticed the sun was already setting  and  quickened his pace so that he could get his errands done before he would have to get a room for the night. The soldiers were still here, and Aramil was nervous  as they may start wondering why he was here.  “I can’t have them know I’m here…” ,  thought Aramil, thoughts racing, then repeated “Not again!” Going through his head over and over, stinging his brain like an agitated hornet, and making him feel sore and battered.    He reached the smiths’ workshop, where he hoped to buy some pre-made pitchforks and shovels and other tools for the year.   The door was wide open and a fire glowed throughout the small room. A tall, muscular young man stood over the anvil, making some sort of utensil that Aramil did not recognize at its current state.    Before Aramil got up to the doorway, the smith noticed his approach and welcomed him ,  “Ah, you! I know your face…What is your name again boy?”,  said the smith, looking at him with wary but not unfriendly eyes.    “Aramil, sir.” he answered, hoping to be out of here as fast as possible.    “Ah!   I remember now.    Eventually I will remember all of your names ; I’m still getting used to this city.”   Apparently, by what Aramil had heard, the current smith had traveled from a distant town to here to be apprenticed by the last smith, Roden, but several months ago Roden died. “So, what can I do you for? I don’t suppose you’ve come here for conversation at this hour.” 

“I was wondering if you had any pre-made farm tools around, shovels, pitchforks, maybe a hammer or two?” queried Aramil, hoping to get what  his family needed . “Ah, let me see what I can find  Lad.”

“Thank you for checking kind sir. Say, what is your name? I heard you were apprenticed by Roden until he died.”

“My name is Therington, though I prefer being called Therin. And aye, lad, I was the apprentice of Roden. Just recently he died, his last words telling me I was no longer his apprentice. Of that I am glad, or else I would have to pack up and move again once the funeral was over.”  , Therin  explained he searched through his stockpile.    “Ah! Here we go laddy!    Now, is there anything else you may need?”

“No thank you sir, I’m well and good now. Have a good evening.” And with that, Aramil   paid the four Drakes for the tools and walked off.

     The  sun had well set now.  Sounds of horses trotting  were  nearby, the glow of  their  lanterns  could be seen around the corner.    By the boisterous laughter, he could tell it was the Kings men. “Act calm. Act natural.” He told himself ,  as he braced for the inevitable meeting. The horses rounded the corner.    Aramil felt metal spikes of fear jolt up his spine. He was in the lantern 's  glow. Aramil’s mind instantly started calculating.    All the soldiers were on horses, which would make it impossible for Aramil to run away from them on flat ground. But in the suburbs, he may have an advantage, as well as in the thick trees. There the soldiers were, dressed in the black and purple colors of the king, a black skull with red flames bursting around it emblazoned on the middle of their tunics and shields. The laughter was still loud and prevalent among the troops, but the one in the lead- he looked like a captain-  sobered up enough to yell  ,    “You! Boy! What are you doing out this late!    Haven’t your parents taught you any sense? There might be thieves about!” The whole group started laughing. The cold metal spikes he had felt in his spine earlier now spread through his whole body, making it hard for his jaw to move. “Sorry, sir!” ,he blurted ,  “I was just running an errand for my Pa, and I got a little sidetracked…”

“Ha! An errand? Boy, you got a whole year 's  worth of food in that pack!    Why don’t you bring it here? I’m hungry!”    A wave of agreement and laughter went through the whole group. He felt something on the edge of his consciousness, a sort of dark despair trying to ease its way into his mind. It felt as though it was from someone else...  not him.    He remembered that feeling now, it was from that one other time.    That time when he was—his thoughts were interrupted by the shouts from the lead soldier.    “Come here boy, or you're   going to live a life without your hands!”   Aramil ran. He ran faster then he ever had. He had to lose the soldiers somewhere in the trees in order to make sure they didn’t find his home, the home they had  hidden in from the King for  nine  years. A scream erupted from the lead soldier and he loosed an arrow at Aramil. The arrow was true and it hit its target ' s leg. Aramil screamed a horrible, blood curdling scream , but kept running.    "Run. Run. Just run!!  ", Aramil yelled, running towards the forest. The horses were charging now. Run. The sound of metal rubbing against metal while swords were drawn. They were at the trees now, the ominous forest looming over them. The twang of a bowstring rang out and an arrow hit a tree right in front of Aramil.  " I have to lose them…  ", He looked around for anything at all that could help him. The soldiers were getting farther away; the trees were hampering their movement. Strong curses could be heard behind him. He was getting away! “Keep moving… I can’t lose my advantage.” 

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      Aramil snapped out of his thoughts. He was almost there.

“Maybe…I can rest... s o…  tired”    Aramil wheezed, almost about to fall over from the 45 minute run that would normally take him 4 hours. “I don’t know how I ran so… fast…” Aramil pondered as he ran; his pace steadily slowing.

“No! No... I have to get back as fast as possible! They could find me… n ot again… n o.”    He picked up the pace again ;  each step felt like death to Aramil, his leg burned like it was on fire. He glanced down at his wound. His leggings were now completely soaked with blood. The arrow still protruded from his leg, he hadn’t bothered to take it out. And he didn’t enjoy the idea of trying to.

 The trees got thicker for a few minutes, and then cleared out. Cultivated land started appearing, along with  growing  crops . He was almost there.    A few minutes more… His house was visible in the distance, the door was closed, but the glow of a fire emanated from the window. He ran faster… faster. He tripped, flew three feet forwards and landed on his head. Blackness enveloped him.

Oct. 4, 2008 - I took another TAG! lol What I like tags

Oct. 2, 2008 - Hmm...

Hey guys! Well, I wasn't gonna do a long post, Just wanted to tell you I'm still here, don't worry about me.

Well, cya guys tommarow,

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