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Enroute To Destiny: Final

Post by walkingdead on Fri Jul 12, 2013 6:32 am

Hooded Man: Master...we should hurry....

Walking Dead: Why? I thought you wanted to stay here.....

Hooded Man (Whispering Slowly): I sense her....She is near by...I am kind of....you know ...Scared....

The hall way half illuminated with flickering lights, being pushed by the gigantic yet brainless, the thinking power to the ground level, only the brute force of pumping blood rushing through the veins, escorting the man who still wanders in the darkness with in him, searching for the bit of light that can bring forth the need of his own life, the very meaning of his existence. His thoughts, his willingness, his happiness, his sadness, shatter to the extreme level of frustration yet he stands with a pale face and an emotionless yet a powerful looks disseminating a fear among the larger group around him.


Walking Dead: Fear! What a beautiful characteristic available in oneself, It is the strange fate of man, that even in the greatest of evils the fear of the worst continues to haunt him. Fear is static that prevents me from hearing myself....Aha... True nobility is exempt from fear....Isn’t that true my dear friend?

Hooded Man: These...Trolls reminds me of him...Master should stay away from him....

Walking Dead:
There is no passion as contagious as that of fear...and I can feel the same around me now... it makes me feel my humanity. We often pretend to fear what we really despise, and more often despise what we really fear....

Hooded Man (Still Whispering): You Despise him....Master? She is to be despised of Master....Me hates her...she too bad....

Walking Dead:
Alas I could not find our friend...He had to learn so much....

Hooded Man: How to betray the great Master...He betrayed...and those lowly creatures...no nobility dare touches you....The Master...

Walking Dead: Everyone has his reasons my dear friend...he had too... For every good reason there is to lie, there is a better reason to tell the truth. Reason is the natural order of truth; but imagination is the organ of meaning. Common looking people are the best in the world: that is the reason the Queen makes so many of them...

Hooded Man: Master no Commoner...Master belongs to Noble....

Walking Dead: Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe....That is the reason you believe in me...isn’t that true?

Hooded Man: Master...excuses for my insolence....

Walking Dead: Why should you be? All human actions have one or more of these seven causes: chance, nature, compulsions, habit, reason, passion, desire.... As our enemies have found we can reason like men, so now let us show them we can fight like men also...

Hooded Man (Excited): Master...Judged well...Enemies...

Walking Dead: Look over there....

Walking Dead points towards the pit area where guards are being seen standing and pounding on the irons all over, the efforts everyone putting can been felt with every quake the irons makes while hitting the ground, the sound and the trembles could be felt on every jolts being made.

They stand there for a while looking on the daily wages being done, sweats dripping , sounds echoing, and the harsh environment tearing apart the joints and muscles. In pain they do what they have to do, yet they show no remorse on the fact they have to do. Happiness, shrouded by fear, fear hidden with pain, pain can’t be felt, tears turns to sweat, sweat being never being dropped, yet they fight, fight for every second to life that extra life. Smile none, cry in silence, which is the event of new life here.


Guard (Hesitating): Enough of these...Should....

Walking Dead:
The path, the path to glory, once lost, a path where uncertainty lies with beauty of truth to come, blinded with the glory we follow something we never should have done it. How true is it to follow someone, where is your subconscious mind sleeping....? Instinct is untaught ability... Good instincts usually tell you what to do long before your head has figured it out...

Hooded Man: Master...What will happen to those....

Walking Dead (Lost) : He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven. I know now that there are men out there who are, for me, the whole package, who are supportive of my successes because they know I will be just as supportive of theirs. I'm less tolerant of foolishness now; I know that it's important I not tie myself up with the wrong person, because then I will miss the right person coming along. Most people get a fair amount of fun out of their lives, but on balance life is suffering, and only the very young or the very foolish imagine otherwise.

Hooded Man:
We should keep our eyes open....Master...

Walking Dead: There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative. One of the lessons that I grew up with was to always stay true to yourself and never let what somebody else says distract you from your goals. People deal too much with the negative, with what is wrong. Man is lost and is wandering in a jungle where real values have no meaning...And we are living in a jungle...

Hooded Man: Look master....The Troll approaches....

Far from the shadows he co-meth with a brute image he bears, the humongous feature of the man so intimidating that the air around the figure starts to hide within the corners. The rage and the burning desire spare none. Every step taken the very earth seems to make way for his path, the path to his destiny. The light hides him in the corner darkness with every breath he takes out. The fear in the surrounding can be felt by the water which stops dripping from the water hole in the pipes running down. The shadow hides within itself with every stare pounce on them by him. He slowly approaches towards the most unwanted guest he is going to face. The guest he thought to be his guidance to ultimate goal. The goal he started to run for.

Unwary, about the situation they cross each other’s path, the path they set off together, Chris Hunt, gives a grim look towards the man who step on equal foot being so pale. Freak of nature or freak of ignorance, known to none yet they pass by. Cold yet clam look never turning or looked towards the man he someday thought of to be a friend passes by.


Chris Hunt:
How dare you fool me you pale freak?! Who the hell do you think you are??

His steps denied him to stop, his heart wishes to continue, but his thoughts asked to stop.

Chris Hunt: YOU BETRAYED ME...

Walking Dead (Halts): Betrayal is the only truth that sticks.

Chris Hunt:
Face me now you coward, show me your stupid pale face....I will help you spell the words of Truth.
Walking Dead: The fear really hits you. That's what you feel first. And then it's the anger and frustration. Part of the problem is how little we understand about the ultimate betrayal of the body when it rebels against itself.

Chris Hunt (Laughs): Fear!!! What a brave little word from a back stabber.

Walking Dead: We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal...That I believe more...

Chris Hunt:
Stop with all those your witty words, you played with me now it’s my turn to play with...

Walking Dead: Someone who thinks the world is always cheating him is right. He is missing that wonderful feeling of trust in someone or something... Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.

Chris Hunt:
Turn your ugly face and I will show you the definition of achievement....

Walking Dead: Time will show you right path to choose my friend...part we go now....

Chris Hunt:
The only thing holding me back is the fact that we will meet later tonight...and when we do, that will be one hell of a consolation prize....I already have everything I want to do planned in my head, so I will let the anger build up inside of me until it's time to unleash it, NOW we can part....bloody idiot.


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