The Wraith Blade of the Witchking
Atop Amon Hen during their journey from the Prancing Pony with their new travel mate Strider the hobbits ran into five Nazgul. Amongst them was the Witchking of Angmar, whom stabbed Frodo Baggins of the Shire with a wraith blade.
Nasty things those wraith blades. It turns out that they cut deep and infest with a poison, slowly turning their victim into a Wraith. Only through the grace of Rivendell, Arwen and Elven Magic evoked by Elrond was Frodo saved. Years later the scar still hurt. Never would that old wound fully heal...
Some things just never ever seem to go away. It's so sad really. You can will it and try so hard but it's always there.. just lurking. Ready to flare up at a moments notice, and you feel it. Just a twinge of it but enough to let you know what it is. Then comes the thoughts.. why do I feel that? What? Why?
Then there are those things you feel that you know you shouldn't. Frustration and anger over things. Things outside of your control, at least now, but still. Perhaps it makes it worse knowing things were at one point WITHIN your control and you did not seize the opportunity? I don't know, I think I beat myself up entirely too much over the wrong decisions I've made. Some of them have turned out to be horribly wrong and yet incredibly RIGHT for me. I don't know.
I'm speaking in vaguarities, please excuse me. It's not a language I know well, since I tend to be incredibly, - and as I pride myself in - painfully blunt.
By the way for any of you who don't know me very well - I hold grudges. I hold them, and I hold them well. Very few people have been able to get rid of some of my grudges, but that's how it is.
Well vacation was fun. I spent a lot of time working on a story. I was pretty bored, so much so that I read Angels and Demons in two days... only two days. True, it's a good book... but damn. A wooden skim board got caught in the wind and slammed onto my foot. I went and got X-rays on it today, which luckily turned up negative for a small fracture. However the Doctor told me I should stay off it and no running for a week... which means I miss the Freeman and Chase 5k I've been training for. I really thought I'd have a chance too... *sigh*.
I guess it'll just have to wait..
I am looking forward to getting to see JD this week though! That'll be great... so excited.
Let's see acquisitions from Vacation - A treasure chest - for my booty *pirate growl*, A skull staff - for God knows what, A Grog cup - reasons obvious, and a Hooters shirt signed by all the girls at the Greensboro Hooters (God Bless them all).
I just try to keep each day of life in perspective. However pissed off I may be about someone hurting me, someone pissing me off or someone just being a dick - It's miniscule in comparison. We're all pretty lucky, you know.
That's all for now folks..
Nasty things those wraith blades. It turns out that they cut deep and infest with a poison, slowly turning their victim into a Wraith. Only through the grace of Rivendell, Arwen and Elven Magic evoked by Elrond was Frodo saved. Years later the scar still hurt. Never would that old wound fully heal...
Some things just never ever seem to go away. It's so sad really. You can will it and try so hard but it's always there.. just lurking. Ready to flare up at a moments notice, and you feel it. Just a twinge of it but enough to let you know what it is. Then comes the thoughts.. why do I feel that? What? Why?
Then there are those things you feel that you know you shouldn't. Frustration and anger over things. Things outside of your control, at least now, but still. Perhaps it makes it worse knowing things were at one point WITHIN your control and you did not seize the opportunity? I don't know, I think I beat myself up entirely too much over the wrong decisions I've made. Some of them have turned out to be horribly wrong and yet incredibly RIGHT for me. I don't know.
I'm speaking in vaguarities, please excuse me. It's not a language I know well, since I tend to be incredibly, - and as I pride myself in - painfully blunt.
By the way for any of you who don't know me very well - I hold grudges. I hold them, and I hold them well. Very few people have been able to get rid of some of my grudges, but that's how it is.
Well vacation was fun. I spent a lot of time working on a story. I was pretty bored, so much so that I read Angels and Demons in two days... only two days. True, it's a good book... but damn. A wooden skim board got caught in the wind and slammed onto my foot. I went and got X-rays on it today, which luckily turned up negative for a small fracture. However the Doctor told me I should stay off it and no running for a week... which means I miss the Freeman and Chase 5k I've been training for. I really thought I'd have a chance too... *sigh*.
I guess it'll just have to wait..
I am looking forward to getting to see JD this week though! That'll be great... so excited.
Let's see acquisitions from Vacation - A treasure chest - for my booty *pirate growl*, A skull staff - for God knows what, A Grog cup - reasons obvious, and a Hooters shirt signed by all the girls at the Greensboro Hooters (God Bless them all).
I just try to keep each day of life in perspective. However pissed off I may be about someone hurting me, someone pissing me off or someone just being a dick - It's miniscule in comparison. We're all pretty lucky, you know.
That's all for now folks..