Short Stories

[Nirmanakaya]

So I had an idea on the bus today... perhaps we could start a more productive trend?

Do you know of those moments, when imagination's fathom grips your mind into surrender?

I've recently gotten into the habit of writing down my thoughts - and lemme tell you, it's an easy way to keep focus and journalize your brain. I figured, why not mutate these meandering thoughts into a story and share it?

They need not be long; 100 words, 450 words, pick any arbitrary number to represent the overflowing harmonies of your mind.

They need not be intelligent or posses a theme.

They need not be scientific or prolific.

So then, allow me to start us off:

… and there I stood, on the edge of the promontory overlooking the rampant tides being pulled like mannequins by the moon’s gravitational pull. They were restless, uneasy from the calamities bought forth by time. The earth no longer stood patient to the whims of mortal men. So I question myself, what exactly am I? My heart, a mortal one - my consciousness, a mortal one. I walk and I breathe, I devourer and I love, but why do I never give thanks? So let me tell you my memories. And I was there, gliding along the indigo strip of the rainbow. She danced alongside, elegantly caressing the orange with her heels. Mind-warp. And I was there as we waltzed on the chromatic frozen debris rotating about Saturn’s orbit, and I could see the constellations in her eyes, the stars and nebulas rushing towards me upon her command – she could control the galaxy in the most mesmerizing of ways… Captivated by grace and so completely hopeless. Yet the hearts of mortals are fickle by nature... So I ask, what does it take to become a man? A conqueror?

[Escobar]

Originally Posted by Nirmanakaya So I had an idea on the bus today... perhaps we could start a more productive trend?

Actual production was never Gingay's strong suit

Originally Posted by Nirmanakaya Do you know of those moments, when imagination's fathom grips your mind into surrender?

No, can't say I do T_T

Originally Posted by Nirmanakaya I figured, why not mutate these meandering thoughts into a story and share it?

Go for it!

Originally Posted by Nirmanakaya They need not be intelligent

Now you've got my attention, I think I might be able to participate after all!

… and there I stood, on the edge of the promontory overlooking the rampant tides being pulled like mannequins by the moon’s gravitational pull. They were restless, uneasy from the calamities bought forth by time. The earth no longer stood patient to the whims of mortal men. So I question myself, what exactly am I? My heart, a mortal one - my consciousness, a mortal one. I walk and I breathe, I devourer and I love, but why do I never give thanks? So let me tell you my memories. And I was there, gliding along the indigo strip of the rainbow. She danced alongside, elegantly caressing the orange with her heels. Mind-warp. And I was there as we waltzed on the chromatic frozen debris rotating about Saturn’s orbit, and I could see the constellations in her eyes, the stars and nebulas rushing towards me upon her command – she could control the galaxy in the most mesmerizing of ways… Captivated by grace and so completely hopeless. Yet the hearts of mortals are fickle by nature... So I ask, what does it take to become a man? A conqueror?

Cool story bro. I can't follow that up. I'll stick to piece-by-piece quote replies and ninja sarcasm and leave this entire thread to you :(.

[the scorpion]

… and there I stood, on the edge of the promontory overlooking the rampant tides being pulled like mannequins by the moon’s gravitational pull. They were restless, uneasy from the calamities bought forth by time. The earth no longer stood patient to the whims of mortal men. So I question myself, what exactly am I? My heart, a mortal one - my consciousness, a mortal one. I walk and I breathe, I devourer and I love, but why do I never give thanks? So let me tell you my memories. And I was there, gliding along the indigo strip of the rainbow. She danced alongside, elegantly caressing the orange with her heels. Mind-warp. And I was there as we waltzed on the chromatic frozen debris rotating about Saturn’s orbit, and I could see the constellations in her eyes, the stars and nebulas rushing towards me upon her command – she could control the galaxy in the most mesmerizing of ways… Captivated by grace and so completely hopeless. Yet the hearts of mortals are fickle by nature... So I ask, what does it take to become a man? A conqueror?

[demonsword88]

i've never seen anyone's thought process go like that before

[Nirmanakaya]

Well that was nothing short of a failed attempt...

[Escobar]

It was inevitable T_T

[demonsword88]

i've got a story for you:

Once upon a time Nirmanakaya decided to make a thread about short stories on Ginrei Network. He put his thoughts to text and posted, hoping that this thread would catch fire. A month later nothing happened. Everyone was disappointed and he was never allowed to make another thread again. The End!

:D

[Nirmanakaya]

@demonsword

touching story.. i shed a tear for that poor bastard..