Mar 26, 2006 11:56
Look at this. Isn't it amazing? I love all you peoples!
Now let's see where this takes me...
The Adventures of Quixote Boy:
It began like spring. The warmth gently tingled up his frost-ridden limbs. His breath lost shape and took substance. Defrosting, his mind began to picture things in a crisp, arrogant way. Colors became rivers, flowing from the melted realities that crested his life. It was ecstasy and it was death. It was the death of a former life which he rejected. He rejected it because of the realities in which it was based - realities that he knew could be redrawn to meet his self.
It was not an easy thing, this death. Dying never is. It was a good death, though, and self-induced, which made dealing with it all that much easier. Quixote Boy now knew that with all deaths came rebirth. Besides, like I said before, this death was like spring, tearing away the stasis of winter. His mind clear and calm, Quixote Boy now knew he could do it. He could change the world.
Look forward to more chapters of The Adventures of Quixote Boy. Coming soon in a warped mind near you!