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Tales of Zendaria Chapter One - Forest and Flame by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Tales of Zendaria Chapter One - Forest and Flame

In a land far away, very, very long ago, there lived a girl named April. She was a Princess, the Princess in fact. Her father was King of the land of Zendaria, known to all as a place of peace and wisdom. April’s mother had died when she was young, but her father had always done his best to embrace his feminine side – despite his flowing beard and obvious lack of grace. They would sew together, he taught her about flowers and animals, music and poetry, art, everything he believed a Princess should know. The only trouble was, she often grew so terribly bored. “Dad, why am I reading this?” April asked impatiently. “It’s all about table manners and how to greet other nobles, it even has a section on meeting my future husband!” “All important information for a girl your age April! And you’d do well to listen; there are some things a father can’t teach you, and how to court a Prince is definitely one of them.” “Well maybe I don’t want to court a Prince! And I certainly don’t want to

Lessons by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Lessons

Sometimes you have to write just to write, To fully form a thought it must be written down or spoken aloud. And damn I'm tired of talking, so let's see what happens. Things are changing in my life, for the better I think; Moves are being made, transitions are in transit, It feels as though things are settling. In the process of. The odd part is a change in aspirations, Or at least an adaptation. I don't believe dreams die with age, They just change into something as you learn and grow into how the world works; It quietens your rage when you comprehend the complexity of events That are all shaping everything you meant and want to do, And yo

Forever by alexander-wookiee, literature

CAM by alexander-wookiee, literature

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CAM

I'm sat alone in a park, staring at my phone and occasionally watching passersby. I can feel him, here, sat next to me on this tarnished wooden bench. The stubborn S.O.B wants to watch over us. It's no wonder, protective papa lion that he is. But I wonder; is it my imagination? Am I going a little crazy? Is it just because I miss him being a part of this world? Who knows. What I do know is that I feel him. He's cracking wise at me right now, laughing with me, and encouraging me in the only way a Bostonite knows; loving mockery. He can encourage in other ways too, but I think this way makes him happiest. To pull no punches, but also to love

Meditate by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Meditate

Rolling hills fade into clouds, as fog settles upon this land. The scent of earth is inescapable, green becomes not just a colour, more an emotion you feel to your very bones. Mostly it is silent; nought but birdsong and bleating to interrupt your thoughts – not that anyone could. Thinking outweighs all outside influence, you are forced to become one with your being, sounds and seeing what is laid before you, you cannot help but stand in awe. Peace unfolds awaiting your call, but mostly, it is silent.

A Farewell To Arms by alexander-wookiee, literature

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A Farewell To Arms

It's a decadent kind of Love. If it were chocolate it would be Seventy-percent cocoa. Rich and sweet, but Despite your intolerance you always want more. Who could tolerate such an Intense power? If not for the flavour, they Reject its lingering beauty out of Sheer fear. You can defeat it, just as you can Defeat time and tide. Before the might of this bittersweet cacophony Kingdoms crumble, and all falls silent. No fanfares, Nor war-drums, nor battle cries could pierce this Fierce silence, and I fear this muddy perception no more, For I, the King, have been overthrown.

Art by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Art

"Does art imitate life or does life imitate art?" Neither. Life is an art form of its own. Life is art. If you live your life as though it is a piece of artwork, a blank canvas for you to paint on as you please, an empty parchment waiting to be filled, and you are the artist filling it with ideas and dreams - you are guaranteed success in all that you do. When pen is put to parchment, and brush to canvas, that is when life becomes more than merely existing, that is when the only limit is your imagination, where you are God and the world falls at your feet - that is living. That is art.

Breathe Again by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Breathe Again

The haze has become all that blinds me, binds me in this stagnant state. With a bittersweet scent it kisses my nose, not lightly - it's heavy, forceful, as though the power of the winds can no longer offer salvation. Despite this, I feel hope. Though it's been shrouded in mystery, perfumed with pain, there is oxygen in this weighted air. It can fill my empty lungs, erase my empty aspirations, and repair my empty heart, as one day soon I will breathe again.

Evolution by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Evolution

I am aware that my own words may one day be the death of me. And yet, it remains an insignificant fact. How could I care about something so trivial, In times like these? There is a great darkness spreading. It is among you, Left, right and centre, Trying to bore into your hearts and minds, Trying to change the way you think and feel, Trying to corrupt you. You must not let it. We are not machines, We cannot be reprogrammed, And we have the most dangerous weapon at our disposal: Freedom. When all around us turns to chaos, When men are fighting over land, And censors stomp on broken hands, We can resist. Our world is no longe

Kin by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Kin

Tell me now as all light fades, What once a weary heart forbade, Secrets of the moon and sun, To know what this place has become. Teach me of a world once found, Upon honour, faith, justice abound, Cries of pain cling to walls, Once again, a dark future falls. But lead me not to believe fools, Nor to sit upon a liar's stool, A past so great, it shall return, 'Tis a future we've yet to earn. Hatred, anger, we will repeal, As frozen hearts will once more feel, A warmth they knew when they were young, Go now, live free, my sacred son.

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Tales of Zendaria Chapter One - Forest and Flame by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Tales of Zendaria Chapter One - Forest and Flame

Lessons by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Lessons

Forever by alexander-wookiee, literature

CAM by alexander-wookiee, literature

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CAM

Meditate by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Meditate

A Farewell To Arms by alexander-wookiee, literature

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A Farewell To Arms

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Art

Breathe Again by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Breathe Again

Kin by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Kin

Routine by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Routine

Sweltering heat in a panic room, this is all that I may think of as the ghost of the American dream taps upon my skull. Oh, to be in that claustrophobic cell of sweat and worry is but a vacation. What might I vacate? Misery? Hatred? The damning notion of nothingness as we exit this world? No. What I am vacating is far more terrifying. 'Tis but a state in which almost all of humanity dwell. Your morning coffee, the drive to work, the sloppy Joe in the cafeteria that's never up to par, the boss that watches your every move, that cute waitress you flirt with every day despite knowing it'll never happen, the rush-hour traffic,

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Stewardship by alexander-wookiee, literature

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Stewardship

Can you hear her? Above the commotion of everyday life, above the cell-phones and television banter. A drone in the background, you all feel it. You all know it. Yet for some reason no one acknowledges her, she who is all around. No one hears her cries. She can feel the shape of things to come in her bark-ridden fingers, in the skies turning grey. She can feel it all, and it hurts. We are no longer the stewards of her beauty. We are the pillagers, so rape her for all you think she's worth, because she will not fight back, and you no longer care.

Stewardship

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Dec 11, 1988
United Kingdom
Deviant for 16 years
soundcloud.com/alexanderworth
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Musician, writer, general drunken pirate wookiee.

Current Residence: London
Favourite genre of music: Rock/metal, but give me everything.
Favourite style of art: Any, seriously.
Wallpaper of choice: Usually something by axcy (Alex Cherry)
Favourite cartoon character: Hank Hill/Sanji
Personal Quote: Creation frees all. Now create your freedom.

Favourite Visual Artist

Alex Cherry

Favourite Movies

The Blues Brothers, Burn After Reading, Mulan, My Neighbour Totoro, Die Welle

Favourite TV Shows

One Piece, The Wire, American Horror Story, Naruto, The Sopranos, Hannibal, The Newsroom, Avatar: The Legend Of Korra, Shingeki no Kyojin, Supernatural

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

HURT, Alter Bridge, QOTSA, Mogwai, Opeth, Amanda Palmer

Favourite Books

1984, Catch 22, Pyramids, American Gods, Lunatic Heroes

Favourite Writers

Orwell, Heller, Pratchett, Gaiman, Martignetti

Other Interests

Music, Love, Friends, Writing, Singing, Whiskey, Politics.

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alexander-wookiee

Jun 18, 2013

Download! Music! Writings!

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Just from the title, you should be able to see that life is pretty frickin' sweet for me right now. I hope you're all good! :heart:

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alexander-wookiee

Aug 8, 2012

Oooh! BIG news!

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Wow, it has been a seriously long time hasn't it? Like, I can't even begin to apologize for it... so I won't. Instead, I'll fill you guys in a little on all the stuff that's been happening! First off, I've been to college, and have come out with a National Diploma in Performing Arts! Woooo! Acting for the win. And recently I've started writing for MetalMouth.net, a new website at the forefront of all things rock and metal. It's a crazy-awesome place to work, with ridiculous staff by my side. Like, "if you don't go out and get wasted tonight you're fired" kind of ridiculous - needless to say I LOVE IT. I should be moving house again soon as

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alexander-wookiee

Mar 9, 2012

Just so you know...

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I Love You All!

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thanks for de fav!!

_{Thanks for -ing me back again, Alex-the-Musician}

alexander-wookiee

Apr 26, 2013

My pleasure Kim-bear!

I'd wondered where all your writings had gone, and then yesterday I FINALLY got round to going through all the journals I had on here (many of which date back to early last year, you know what I'm like) and realized you'd switched accounts for lit!
I can be a daft bugger at times