I finally got around to finishing chapter 6! it's about time. Chapter 7 is probably going to be nonexistant for a while, but 6 is extra long.
*feeling accomplished!!*
-Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
Monday, February 27, 2012
Chapter 6: Without Light
Lately I've been paranoid someone is watching me. I even spent the night with Nikki, because my dorm been becoming more and more odd and unsafe.
Two nights ago I woke with a swelling bump on my forehead and my door was open. The night before, I found a note taped to my window. It was raining, so the ink was messed up and only a few letters were legible.
I had to go back this morning to get ready for class. Nikki said she'd come with me, so I won't be alone (thank goodness).
We arrive at my door ten minutes before classes begin.
To my dismay The key doesn't turn. I fiddle with it for a while and quickly realize it's not stuck, the lock is different!
"Corny, just turn it" Nikki looks at me like I'm doing something wrong.
"It won't turn!" I insist.
"Let me try." She tries to open the door, and a moment later faces me. "It won't open."
"Yeah... What should we do?"
"Let's tell Mr. Lincoln. Maybe he can get us in?"
"It's too late, classes start in 2 minutes."
"Then, we'll tell him later."
"Okay..."
...
I look at the sky and wait by the dormitory entrance. Nikki said she'd be here...
The sun indicates it's nearing the evening. I start to open the door to the dorm building, but pause. I turn and find that brute of a guard standing at the entrance of Ravenwood. He's staring at me...
Creeped out, I rush into the dormitory lobby and go up to my room even though I can't get in.
As I approach the hallway I live on, the light flickers off leaving me and two other girls (who walked in behind me) in the dark. They turn to each other and whisper frantically. I continue the far too familiar way to the dirty room I live in- or used to live in. A soft gold light is shining out into the hallway from my room and get brighter as I come closer. I hear some loud shuffling, then silence.
The door flings open, suddenly letting me into my pitch black room. I sigh. I have seen way too many scary movies to know I shouldn't go in without light. I turn around, but something won't let me- I feel two hands on my waist pulling me into the dark. As I open my mouth to cry out, rope is shoved forcefully in and around my mouth. I frantically look around for the culprit, but my eyes are not used to the increasing darkness. My hand are forced behind me and bound with material that feels like cloth. Next my legs are tied together; Around my thighs and at my ankles. Who ever has me certainly doesn't want me to move.
This feels like a nightmare...
Something lifts the sad pile that I am and hurls me into a corner. I lay helplessly on the gritty ground, still blindly looking around.
"Now that I have you stationary," a very deep voice rumbles next to me, "You won't interfere with our project." My dorm lights flicker on. Now I see, not only am I being held captive, so is Nikki. That's why she wasn't at the dormitory entrance. Wait- what the frack are we gonna mess up? What's this plan he has? She was bound up just like me, but instead of rope in her mouth, she had cloth. The man with the gruff voice is revealed as well. He's an unsightly man with poor hygiene, but fair muscles definately enough to carry two girls.
I fidget with the rope around my mouth until the corners of my mouth are bloody. The deep voiced perpetrator laughs at my struggle. Nikki starts to sob through the material in her mouth. He turned to her and kicked her torso. I jumped and squirmed a bit closer to her. Seriously?!
A muffled scream squeaks out of my best friend.
Just as I reach her, my vision goes black. My eyes are open, but it looks as though the lights have gone off. A girl with the whitest skin now faces me. This girl looks into me deeply with eyes that hold all the colors of the rainbow. This is the girl from my dream!
She speaks and this time, not in another language: "Be brave, this is not the end. Be wary, the beginning has long passed us. Be ruthless," she pauses and her colorful eyes go black. "A path of blood awaits." I try to stay and ask what this prophecy has to do with me, but the blackness is fading and I can once again see my dorm. It was almost as if i got a Spirit Message, but she's not a spirit.
Finally my sight is clear- But wait. I am standing... and.. the vision came to me while sitting down... I look around. The man who kidnapped Nikki and I is on the floor now and he is bound just like we had been. I turn to my friend, who is standing next to me.
"What happened?" I ask. Her eyes widen.
"You mean you don't know?!" She half screams at me.
"N-No!!!"
"It looked like you were being controlled. You broke the rope like it was nothing and took that man down." She stared at me in wonder.
"Oh... that must have looked to awesome!" My once dreary mood is now much more light hearted. The person on the ground shifts making me and Nikki jump nearly a foot in the air. As I regain my dignity, I go and grab him by the hair and force him to look at me.
"Who do you work for?!" I demand. This bum better talk.
"Shuddup, kid..."
"Hah!" It's very amusing how just a few moments ago he was standing over me, and now it is I over him. And now he has the nerve to call me kid. The prophecy rings in my head. "Be brave, this is not the end. Be wary, the beginning has long passed us. Be ruthless, A path of blood awaits."
Ruthless, eh? I can do that.
I kick him like he had kicked Nikki. "Don't be stupid. Tell me now."
The dirty man looks at me for a few moments. I glare down at him.
"Ravenwood Maintenance and..." he mumbled some gibberish sounds. I frown and raise one eye brow. I must have looked freaking scary, because his eyes got wider and he quickly said "Bestia."
Okay, again, what the hell is Bestia? I turn to Nikki, who's got the same question on her mind.
"How would me and my friend ruin whatever this "Bestia" has planned?" My voice is firm. The man squirmed like a bug.
"Interference with Test Subject number 00667..." he whispered sounding small. Despite that, He looks up and adds "I only took you're friend because she was associated with you, brat."
Interference, huh? And what a mean guy. Knowing Nikki went throught this because of me is just awful.
I turn to my friend.
"What do we do with him?" I never thought of what would happen to this guy when we left. I don't want to leave him in my dorm.
"Call for help? Maybe the Wizard City guards can help." she suggested.
"Oh. Good idea!" I pause. We look at each other "You wanna go get someone?" I push.
"Ah! Right, right. I'll be right back."
...
15 minutes later, Nikki returned returned with Headmaster Ambrose. I stood shocked for a moment, but the depth of our situation hit me. We were kidnapped. Probably the shortest kidnapping ever, but it still counts, right?
In a perfect world, Ambrose would have come along with GOOD guards. But nooo, he showed up with the brute-guard. The same one that threw me on the ground, and was staring at me earlier. It was really creepy having him here in my dorm.
...
Once the ordeal was settled, I went to my favorite spot: the bench by the Death School. I guess I'm still nervous to be in my dorm alone. I wonder what my friends are doing...
Reality begins to fade into a dream, and suddenly all the question weighing down my mind have been lifted. I take in my new surroundings. I find that I am still sitting on the Ravenwood bench, but am now in a large field of beautiful gold flowers. Lush, green trees lined the meadow in a near perfect circle. On the opposite side of the field, stands the stunning angel with the pale blue hair and colorless eyes. He has with his back to me, looking up at the clear sky.
I begin approaching him. A sudden wave of lust washes over me. As I come up behind him, he stretches giant wings. Wings as white as his eyes that span about 10 feet total. They are perfect for an angel.
He turns to me and smiles. "Welcome" his melodious voice says.
I smile back, at a loss for words, completly srtuck by this boy's presence and stunning appearance. He takes my hands and toys with them idly. Just as I was getting used to this angel's touch, he tightens his grip and scoops me up.
The next thing I know, we are high up in the air, leaving the gold meadow, and going toward a charred land. A land that look like it was swallowed by flames.
I finally get myself to speak, " Wha-Wher-Why- uh?" Okay, so it's not legible, but he seemed to know what I was trying to say and hushed me. I am starting to get confused. We continue on and eventually land next to a tree that was eaten up by fire.
He put me down. The tree begins to grow over us. This seemingly dead tree. This tree that should be filled with life.
The boy goes up to the tree and carves initials into it- MY initials. He then takes my hand, uses the finger that has blackened with soot, draws something on my palm, and closes my fingers.
I reclaim my hand and uncurl my fingers, almost as if I am expecting to find something horrific. In my hand, he drew a heart. Now, his warm arms hold me, but just as quickly as they got there, they were gone and I am alone.
What used to be the tree swallowing me is now a dim cave.
The angel appears behind me and says "Do not be afraid to be alone. I'll be there with you. People die, but real love is forever." No longer able to control myself I shrink to the ground a sob as if the worst thing in the world just happened before me.
But something touched my shoulder. I jolt up and twist my head in every direction only to see I am not alone. Dakota is here.
As I take in the situation, I realize that not only was I sobbing in my dream, I was sobbing in real life. My face is wet and I probably look really stupid.
I turn away from the boy next to me. He'd probably be harsh about it anyway. As I turn away, he looks toward me. I start to wipe my lingering tears away and soon notice the soot heart still on my hand.
"Um, C-Courtney, are you okay?" Dakota asks shakily, sounding quite unsure about talking to me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." the words escape my lips quickly. Dakota leans closer trying to look at me. Geez. For having just met him the other day, he's become pretty direct. Irritataed, I stand up to go, but just as I had done to him at Unicorn Park, he reached out and got a hold of my hand.
I turn and face him. "What?" Tears resurface through my angry facade. The boy, looking 10 years wiser drew me into an embrace. Immediatly my mind recoiled, but my body remained.
Up until then, my brain was preoccupied with my dream. Now, what used to be my brain is now a mass of confused mind-jelly. As comforting as he is right now, I couldn't help but want to run away from Dakota.
But instead, my arms wrapped around him and we stood, bodies pressed together, under the shining moon. I don't know what he was thinking. I don't really care.
At least I'm not alone. I silently mused.
After many years of being too shy, too cowardly, someone has seen through the walls mentally built up around me- Even if it is just Dakota.
Still hugging, I begin to think about my friends; how I haven't seen Wolf and Austin, Jazz and Sophia, Victoria, Brittany and Mary in a while, how I hope Nikki is safe, how they never noticed the great barriers I have around my true self.
Finally, Dakota pulled back. I backed up a step once we parted. He didn't say anything, but turned around. The air around us heated and a red character comes out from behind the tree (right next to the bench). He goes up to dakota. Only when he gets close can I see that this is Dakota's twin- what's-his-face...
He looked furious. As they fiercely whispered, I got a chance to get a look at them together. It seems the only difference between the boys is thier hair. Dakota's is blue and medium length and his twin's is red and long.
After a moment, the one with red hair looks at me with similer blue eyes. He glares and appraoches me, but is careful to keep his distance.
"Stop seeing my brother and we won't have any problems." He tells me in a low voice. He begins to leave, but I speak up: "Why?"
"You'll be a nuisance."
He walked away. Dakota gave me a dry and emotionless look and followed his brother.
This doesn't make any sense! My existance is almost the equivelent of air. What is going to happen if I see Dakota? We become friends. Big Deal.
I wonder when this will go away. Suprisingly, I almost miss my dull wizarding life. At least THAT isn't so full of questions...
Two nights ago I woke with a swelling bump on my forehead and my door was open. The night before, I found a note taped to my window. It was raining, so the ink was messed up and only a few letters were legible.
I had to go back this morning to get ready for class. Nikki said she'd come with me, so I won't be alone (thank goodness).
We arrive at my door ten minutes before classes begin.
To my dismay The key doesn't turn. I fiddle with it for a while and quickly realize it's not stuck, the lock is different!
"Corny, just turn it" Nikki looks at me like I'm doing something wrong.
"It won't turn!" I insist.
"Let me try." She tries to open the door, and a moment later faces me. "It won't open."
"Yeah... What should we do?"
"Let's tell Mr. Lincoln. Maybe he can get us in?"
"It's too late, classes start in 2 minutes."
"Then, we'll tell him later."
"Okay..."
...
I look at the sky and wait by the dormitory entrance. Nikki said she'd be here...
The sun indicates it's nearing the evening. I start to open the door to the dorm building, but pause. I turn and find that brute of a guard standing at the entrance of Ravenwood. He's staring at me...
Creeped out, I rush into the dormitory lobby and go up to my room even though I can't get in.
As I approach the hallway I live on, the light flickers off leaving me and two other girls (who walked in behind me) in the dark. They turn to each other and whisper frantically. I continue the far too familiar way to the dirty room I live in- or used to live in. A soft gold light is shining out into the hallway from my room and get brighter as I come closer. I hear some loud shuffling, then silence.
The door flings open, suddenly letting me into my pitch black room. I sigh. I have seen way too many scary movies to know I shouldn't go in without light. I turn around, but something won't let me- I feel two hands on my waist pulling me into the dark. As I open my mouth to cry out, rope is shoved forcefully in and around my mouth. I frantically look around for the culprit, but my eyes are not used to the increasing darkness. My hand are forced behind me and bound with material that feels like cloth. Next my legs are tied together; Around my thighs and at my ankles. Who ever has me certainly doesn't want me to move.
This feels like a nightmare...
Something lifts the sad pile that I am and hurls me into a corner. I lay helplessly on the gritty ground, still blindly looking around.
"Now that I have you stationary," a very deep voice rumbles next to me, "You won't interfere with our project." My dorm lights flicker on. Now I see, not only am I being held captive, so is Nikki. That's why she wasn't at the dormitory entrance. Wait- what the frack are we gonna mess up? What's this plan he has? She was bound up just like me, but instead of rope in her mouth, she had cloth. The man with the gruff voice is revealed as well. He's an unsightly man with poor hygiene, but fair muscles definately enough to carry two girls.
I fidget with the rope around my mouth until the corners of my mouth are bloody. The deep voiced perpetrator laughs at my struggle. Nikki starts to sob through the material in her mouth. He turned to her and kicked her torso. I jumped and squirmed a bit closer to her. Seriously?!
A muffled scream squeaks out of my best friend.
Just as I reach her, my vision goes black. My eyes are open, but it looks as though the lights have gone off. A girl with the whitest skin now faces me. This girl looks into me deeply with eyes that hold all the colors of the rainbow. This is the girl from my dream!
She speaks and this time, not in another language: "Be brave, this is not the end. Be wary, the beginning has long passed us. Be ruthless," she pauses and her colorful eyes go black. "A path of blood awaits." I try to stay and ask what this prophecy has to do with me, but the blackness is fading and I can once again see my dorm. It was almost as if i got a Spirit Message, but she's not a spirit.
Finally my sight is clear- But wait. I am standing... and.. the vision came to me while sitting down... I look around. The man who kidnapped Nikki and I is on the floor now and he is bound just like we had been. I turn to my friend, who is standing next to me.
"What happened?" I ask. Her eyes widen.
"You mean you don't know?!" She half screams at me.
"N-No!!!"
"It looked like you were being controlled. You broke the rope like it was nothing and took that man down." She stared at me in wonder.
"Oh... that must have looked to awesome!" My once dreary mood is now much more light hearted. The person on the ground shifts making me and Nikki jump nearly a foot in the air. As I regain my dignity, I go and grab him by the hair and force him to look at me.
"Who do you work for?!" I demand. This bum better talk.
"Shuddup, kid..."
"Hah!" It's very amusing how just a few moments ago he was standing over me, and now it is I over him. And now he has the nerve to call me kid. The prophecy rings in my head. "Be brave, this is not the end. Be wary, the beginning has long passed us. Be ruthless, A path of blood awaits."
Ruthless, eh? I can do that.
I kick him like he had kicked Nikki. "Don't be stupid. Tell me now."
The dirty man looks at me for a few moments. I glare down at him.
"Ravenwood Maintenance and..." he mumbled some gibberish sounds. I frown and raise one eye brow. I must have looked freaking scary, because his eyes got wider and he quickly said "Bestia."
Okay, again, what the hell is Bestia? I turn to Nikki, who's got the same question on her mind.
"How would me and my friend ruin whatever this "Bestia" has planned?" My voice is firm. The man squirmed like a bug.
"Interference with Test Subject number 00667..." he whispered sounding small. Despite that, He looks up and adds "I only took you're friend because she was associated with you, brat."
Interference, huh? And what a mean guy. Knowing Nikki went throught this because of me is just awful.
I turn to my friend.
"What do we do with him?" I never thought of what would happen to this guy when we left. I don't want to leave him in my dorm.
"Call for help? Maybe the Wizard City guards can help." she suggested.
"Oh. Good idea!" I pause. We look at each other "You wanna go get someone?" I push.
"Ah! Right, right. I'll be right back."
...
15 minutes later, Nikki returned returned with Headmaster Ambrose. I stood shocked for a moment, but the depth of our situation hit me. We were kidnapped. Probably the shortest kidnapping ever, but it still counts, right?
In a perfect world, Ambrose would have come along with GOOD guards. But nooo, he showed up with the brute-guard. The same one that threw me on the ground, and was staring at me earlier. It was really creepy having him here in my dorm.
...
Once the ordeal was settled, I went to my favorite spot: the bench by the Death School. I guess I'm still nervous to be in my dorm alone. I wonder what my friends are doing...
Reality begins to fade into a dream, and suddenly all the question weighing down my mind have been lifted. I take in my new surroundings. I find that I am still sitting on the Ravenwood bench, but am now in a large field of beautiful gold flowers. Lush, green trees lined the meadow in a near perfect circle. On the opposite side of the field, stands the stunning angel with the pale blue hair and colorless eyes. He has with his back to me, looking up at the clear sky.
I begin approaching him. A sudden wave of lust washes over me. As I come up behind him, he stretches giant wings. Wings as white as his eyes that span about 10 feet total. They are perfect for an angel.
He turns to me and smiles. "Welcome" his melodious voice says.
I smile back, at a loss for words, completly srtuck by this boy's presence and stunning appearance. He takes my hands and toys with them idly. Just as I was getting used to this angel's touch, he tightens his grip and scoops me up.
The next thing I know, we are high up in the air, leaving the gold meadow, and going toward a charred land. A land that look like it was swallowed by flames.
I finally get myself to speak, " Wha-Wher-Why- uh?" Okay, so it's not legible, but he seemed to know what I was trying to say and hushed me. I am starting to get confused. We continue on and eventually land next to a tree that was eaten up by fire.
He put me down. The tree begins to grow over us. This seemingly dead tree. This tree that should be filled with life.
The boy goes up to the tree and carves initials into it- MY initials. He then takes my hand, uses the finger that has blackened with soot, draws something on my palm, and closes my fingers.
I reclaim my hand and uncurl my fingers, almost as if I am expecting to find something horrific. In my hand, he drew a heart. Now, his warm arms hold me, but just as quickly as they got there, they were gone and I am alone.
What used to be the tree swallowing me is now a dim cave.
The angel appears behind me and says "Do not be afraid to be alone. I'll be there with you. People die, but real love is forever." No longer able to control myself I shrink to the ground a sob as if the worst thing in the world just happened before me.
But something touched my shoulder. I jolt up and twist my head in every direction only to see I am not alone. Dakota is here.
As I take in the situation, I realize that not only was I sobbing in my dream, I was sobbing in real life. My face is wet and I probably look really stupid.
I turn away from the boy next to me. He'd probably be harsh about it anyway. As I turn away, he looks toward me. I start to wipe my lingering tears away and soon notice the soot heart still on my hand.
"Um, C-Courtney, are you okay?" Dakota asks shakily, sounding quite unsure about talking to me.
"Yeah, I'm fine." the words escape my lips quickly. Dakota leans closer trying to look at me. Geez. For having just met him the other day, he's become pretty direct. Irritataed, I stand up to go, but just as I had done to him at Unicorn Park, he reached out and got a hold of my hand.
I turn and face him. "What?" Tears resurface through my angry facade. The boy, looking 10 years wiser drew me into an embrace. Immediatly my mind recoiled, but my body remained.
Up until then, my brain was preoccupied with my dream. Now, what used to be my brain is now a mass of confused mind-jelly. As comforting as he is right now, I couldn't help but want to run away from Dakota.
But instead, my arms wrapped around him and we stood, bodies pressed together, under the shining moon. I don't know what he was thinking. I don't really care.
At least I'm not alone. I silently mused.
After many years of being too shy, too cowardly, someone has seen through the walls mentally built up around me- Even if it is just Dakota.
Still hugging, I begin to think about my friends; how I haven't seen Wolf and Austin, Jazz and Sophia, Victoria, Brittany and Mary in a while, how I hope Nikki is safe, how they never noticed the great barriers I have around my true self.
Finally, Dakota pulled back. I backed up a step once we parted. He didn't say anything, but turned around. The air around us heated and a red character comes out from behind the tree (right next to the bench). He goes up to dakota. Only when he gets close can I see that this is Dakota's twin- what's-his-face...
He looked furious. As they fiercely whispered, I got a chance to get a look at them together. It seems the only difference between the boys is thier hair. Dakota's is blue and medium length and his twin's is red and long.
After a moment, the one with red hair looks at me with similer blue eyes. He glares and appraoches me, but is careful to keep his distance.
"Stop seeing my brother and we won't have any problems." He tells me in a low voice. He begins to leave, but I speak up: "Why?"
"You'll be a nuisance."
He walked away. Dakota gave me a dry and emotionless look and followed his brother.
This doesn't make any sense! My existance is almost the equivelent of air. What is going to happen if I see Dakota? We become friends. Big Deal.
I wonder when this will go away. Suprisingly, I almost miss my dull wizarding life. At least THAT isn't so full of questions...
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
cant-i-dream doesnt work anymore
I changed the url address a while back, but didnt think much of it- but it occured to me, I should have:
to those of you who have my blog in a little blog list, pleeeeaaassseee update it~ the new url is http://blackwhisper.blogspot.com/
i'm hoping the name is less confusing :3
Thanks~
Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
to those of you who have my blog in a little blog list, pleeeeaaassseee update it~ the new url is http://blackwhisper.blogspot.com/
i'm hoping the name is less confusing :3
Thanks~
Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Boabab Market Photo Op ~
So, "you're not alone" is probably one of the best songs ever. Sung by Saosin, it ranks as one of my favorites :) and I was thinking about it/listening to it all night AND when asked "Serious or Funny caption" Austin choose serious, so here ya go :3
The heart at the end... I dunno. when I know "I'm not alone" my heart is filled with reassurance and gratefulness, soooo does this fully explain the heart? meh. But this is all you get :)
woo~
Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Fluuuuuuuuu
I has the flu. and yes, this means another set back on chapter 6.
PS: I am on the computer, not because I magically felt better, because I got bored of daytime tv and naps.
yay short post!
PS: I am on the computer, not because I magically felt better, because I got bored of daytime tv and naps.
yay short post!
Sunday, February 5, 2012
A sad and lonely (and now deleted) poll.
The poll had 4 more days. And I have 2 votes. Both of which are from me....
AND
I suppose it's not worth keeping up. The song Whisper by Evanescence is now Black Whisper's theme. It is geared more toward Dakota's perspective and sometimes my point of view. It'll make sense as the story goes on ;)
Anyway, thanks for (not) voting. The probability of future polls has slimed. I'll post further details when the time comes.
-Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
AND
I suppose it's not worth keeping up. The song Whisper by Evanescence is now Black Whisper's theme. It is geared more toward Dakota's perspective and sometimes my point of view. It'll make sense as the story goes on ;)
Anyway, thanks for (not) voting. The probability of future polls has slimed. I'll post further details when the time comes.
-Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
Thursday, February 2, 2012
It aint working out
My intentions for the page "Into the Wild" just cannot work out with the (dumb) way blogger has pages set up. It may or may not take off as it's own blog.
meanwhile,
I have started a project with Black Whisper and Into the Wild. I am combining them into one large website. Blogger is cool, but let's face it- it's very simple and for what I want to do, it is not useful anymore. I guess at the moment it is still a little side project. I'll post more details and a link later.
meanwhile,
I have started a project with Black Whisper and Into the Wild. I am combining them into one large website. Blogger is cool, but let's face it- it's very simple and for what I want to do, it is not useful anymore. I guess at the moment it is still a little side project. I'll post more details and a link later.
Gotta love Poles. Not only are they good for dancing on...
They are also good for taking surveys! Oh right... poles and polls are different. Well, they sound the same.
...anyway here's why I decided to start up the ol' brain and make one:
Out of sheer boredom and waaaaay too much time on my hands, I have been poking around on youtube wondering if there's a song that conveys the feelings and event that have happened and will happen in my story.
So far, I have narrowed it down to three marvelous songs. All of which are by the very talented and awesome Evanescence. And thus, my poll was born!
I urge anyone who might care to listen to each song and vote. I have allowed for you to select more than one answer. Please dont be a doofus and select all 4 choices.
Below, I have included links to each song.
Even in Death: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4dG0SgShZCc
Lithium: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95Im4jkdtSE
Whisper: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRHY1NbMjIs&list=LLCUNJxGGWHoP2KpgemzoxTg&index=6&feature=plpp_video
Not to sway anyone's decision, I am leaning toward Whisper. Not only are the titles similar (Black Whisper, Whisper. 2+2?) but I think it captures the more dramatic side of Black Whisper and my character. But then again, Even in Death and Lithium ALSO get at the over all dramatic and passionate feelings I have yet to introduce... (wondering if I should say spoiler alert? meh. do my funky dreams count as dramatic?)
Let the voting begin~!
-Courtney Deathwhisper
rushingbreeze@gmail.com
Please contact me if you have suggestions~
...anyway here's why I decided to start up the ol' brain and make one:
Out of sheer boredom and waaaaay too much time on my hands, I have been poking around on youtube wondering if there's a song that conveys the feelings and event that have happened and will happen in my story.
So far, I have narrowed it down to three marvelous songs. All of which are by the very talented and awesome Evanescence. And thus, my poll was born!
I urge anyone who might care to listen to each song and vote. I have allowed for you to select more than one answer. Please dont be a doofus and select all 4 choices.
Below, I have included links to each song.
Even in Death: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4dG0SgShZCc
Lithium: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=95Im4jkdtSE
Whisper: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oRHY1NbMjIs&list=LLCUNJxGGWHoP2KpgemzoxTg&index=6&feature=plpp_video
Not to sway anyone's decision, I am leaning toward Whisper. Not only are the titles similar (Black Whisper, Whisper. 2+2?) but I think it captures the more dramatic side of Black Whisper and my character. But then again, Even in Death and Lithium ALSO get at the over all dramatic and passionate feelings I have yet to introduce... (wondering if I should say spoiler alert? meh. do my funky dreams count as dramatic?)
Let the voting begin~!
-Courtney Deathwhisper
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