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Black Tiger |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
A multitude of green hues bless the eye with cooling relief from the tropic sun. In contrast is the barren summer sky, cobalt-black, as the day has just begun. Here and there, wispy patches of fog cling low to the ground retreating from the day. The jungle stirs as errant breezes bring an earthy scent of flowers and decay. A million shades of viridian dance, dappling the sunlight as it strikes the ground. The rustling of leaves rises from the plants, a careless symphony of random sound. With the new day, the jungle teems with life, the air filling with ebullient song. Sudden silence cuts the din like a knife, alerting the jungle to something wrong. Just past the edge of the trees, darkness falls, a black curtain darker than any night. Within it's deepest heart, the quiet sprawls, like a balm for that which hides from the light. Slowly the jungle's vibrant sound returns, enfolding the gloaming that surrounds it. Above this place the fierce tropic sun burns, humid air rising as does the spirit. The jungle abounds with bold mysteries that are steeped in ancient myth and death. Rising in decadence above the trees, are ancient ruins that saw man's first breath. Great white slabs of marble and gray granite stand untouched by the ravages of time. Seven stones from nowhere on this planet mark the boundaries that are free from slime. Not a stone out of place nor swirling dust mars the surface of this forbidden place. The wind bends the trees away with each gust, exposing the art of an unknown race. At the end of the way an altar stands encrusted with a film of old, dry, blood. From it an aura of Evil expands boiling outward in a horrific flood. A piece of darkness moves and she is there, a glossy midnight-black in every hue. Magically, she appears out of the air flashing ivory fangs and eyes of deep blue. Azure eyes hold ancient wisdom inside that leaves no trace of the life behind her. She looks out over her domain with pride, beginning the tale of the Black Tiger. ©1999 DreamEvil ------------------ Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings? DreamEvil© |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Dream, I think this is one of your best!!! And you better believe that! ------------------ ~onevoice~ "She looked at her life like lines, never-ending, constantly forming, reforming and bending." |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Wow! This was a stirring piece. And of course well written. You do such good work! In Faith! |
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leelew Member
since 1999-07-10
Posts 89highmount,ny,usa |
Very vivid and imaginative! Well Done! ------------------ "There are none so blind as those who see only with the mind and not the heart" |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Very good work here DE.. Bravo... Thinking!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If with pen in hand I've made you think I've not wasted one drop of ink vlh. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
This is truly excellent! The imagery is amazing, I felt like I was there. Very well done!  |
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Gentle Soul Member
since 1999-07-12
Posts 273Vinton,Ohio USA |
very captivating!! LOVE IT!! ------------------ Gënt£ë¤§°û£ |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
I could see this all happening! It's eloquently written, the images of the jugle and the tiger are awesome. ------------------ *Elizabeth* "Dwelt a maid belov'd and cherish'd by high and low, But with autumn leaf she perish'd, long time ago..." |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
Wow, phenomenal Dream!! This has got to be one of my favorites from you!! The imagery is wonderful, it is intense, and as Elizabeth said, it is eloquently written. Great job! ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "I will sail my vessel 'till the river runs dry, like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky..." Garth Brooks |
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Ruby dagger Member
since 1999-08-01
Posts 76Wyoming, MN, U.S.A |
I love how descriptive you are in this peom. I love it. ------------------ Luv ya Kelly No doubt, this will be a night to remember. -SHeDAISY |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Just a first try in this style. Seeing how it works. |
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