| Above all shadows rides the Sun|
And stars forever dwell:
I will not say my day is done,
Nor bid the stars farewell
Samwise the Stout-hearted ladies and gentlemen <3
|A poem based around my life through high-functioning autism, so please consider yourself time reading this to understand and accept|
His IdolA lone leaf, golden brown in colour is carried on the cool breeze. It finally settles down on the ground, in front of Sam’s feet as he struggles to play his acoustic guitar. He’s playing a song by Agustin Barrios Mangore, his favourite musician. He timidly plucks the strings with his canary yellow guitar pick. Each chord is a challenge.His Idol by Ranki-Chee
After a few minutes, Sam stops playing and places his guitar against the wooden bench he’s sitting on. He runs his left hand along the length of his bionic right arm. Its surface feels cold, and he winces as the discomforting pain runs from the stump at the crook of his elbow. He fingers his bright red and yellow striped scarf, which is wrapped tightly around where his left eye should be. The scarred skin tissue tingles. Several months have passed since that incident. The flash of red and yellow, the loud bang and the cordite smell that’s embedded deep inside Sam’s memory.
The Final Term - Chapter Four -Chapter Four:The Final Term - Chapter Four - by Ranki-Chee
The Doctor and the Caretaker
2:40pm and the bell bursts into life across the corridor on the third floor. I look out the window on the other side of the room; the sky is bright only with a couple of grey clouds crowding overhead.
Steve pops his head up, almost asleep. He coughs quickly.
‘That’s all for today,’ he says sleepily, ‘keep up the good work everyone!’
The students rise from their seats, grabbing their bags and file themselves out one by one out of the door. The first day has started off well, and I’m feeling up for the muse for my final project, despite not making a decision of what I would like to create. I will get that soon enough. In the meantime, the day’s finished, and I can meet up with Toby down in town. I watch Melissa stacking up her stuff into her backpack.
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'Nothing happens unless first we dream' - Carl Sandburg <33
'Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere.' - Carl Sagan
I've claimed Claus of Mother 3 from Claim-A-Person! Gotta love the big mush <3 xD
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Ranki (or Chee from some people xDD) is at your service! My real name is Emily =w=
I'm 22 years old and am currently home-studying for a Creative Writing degree of the Open University. I'm half-way through the degree for the two remaining courses (which are creative writing) until graduation!
So yeah, I'm an amateur writer, currently writing stories around my characters. One day these stories will be published through my own heart and soul. :3 I also draw, be it fan art or for my characters, depending on my mood, and if procrastination doesn't win me over. xD
If you don't know this already (then you should now), but I have high-functioning autism, I was diagnosed when I was 3. I'm not afraid to admit it with truth and honesty. I also have Fragile X Syndrome.
I may not be the best of talking face-to-face, because of my condition and that I am shy and socially introverted (though talking to people I very know like my family, that's not a problem for me...). But mostly I make the most of my condition on trying to be as creative as most talented artists... I just like to be appreciated, but you don't always need to appreciate me
However I'm friendly enough to say hi. So don't be afraid to post a comment on my page or on my arts here, but please be fair and keep it clean Because one thing I strongly disagree on is bullying and disrespect.
But I appreciate your patronage on viewing my arts. Thank you and have a nice day