A Chang Hui - Hong Gil Dong Story
G Dragon, GD, Kwon Ji Yung

A short story/fiction brought to you immediately after the events of episode 15 of Hong Gil Dong~

I can return to how I was before. I managed fine before she came along.” ~ Chang Hui

Chapter One ~ Cold Feelings

The breeze that whistled down from the mountains around the capital had everyone bundled up in their warmest clothes, or huddled next to their fires. The clear moon hung ominously in the sky, there were no clouds, just crisp, skin splitting cold,

Chang Hui didn't feel any of this though, he stood on the highest tower in the capital, it belonged to a monastery, it looked out over most of the city. Chang Hui knew where Yongmun headquarters were located from here, and he could see the glittering lights of his brother's palace, but not even the thought of Kwang Hui could warm his heart with hatred or revenge, his heart was cold, he was cold, he'd felt this way ever since telling Yi Nok farewell a couple days ago, he both regretted telling her not to come visit him, and at the same time he wanted to yell at her, and never see her again...yes, Prince Chang Hui was confused, very confused, He had to make his emotions behave, he had to get control over his feelings, at least that was what he told himself, so far it wasn't working.

He'd been skipping on his duties around Yongmun as often as he could for the last couple days, of course Lady Noh, was fully capable of everything without him.

There was movement behind him, but Chang Hui never twitched, he knew who it was. Chisu was behind his right shoulder suddenly, he seemed part of the shadows, but that was how his bodyguard got around for the most part.

Chisu seemed unnaturally anxious, but Chang Hui couldn't bring himself to even ask if he was alright, he was too numb, the conflict, currently waging a war inside of him was clawing at his heart.

Chisu drew a deep breath, “Your highness, are you...you are...Lady Noh requires your presence.”

Chang Hui's expression didn't change, his face looked as smooth and unemotional as the marble floor they stood on. “She won't get it.”

It's important, your high-”

He was silenced him with a hand. “I'm not going back, Chisu. Yongmun can't see me like this.”

Chisu blinked several times, “What shall I tell Lady Noh, she's been worrying about you?”

Don't tell her anything,” once again, Chang Hui displayed no emotion, but the slightest frown passed over Chisu face.

Highness, are you alright?” Chang Hui could tell he fought to ask these words. “Perhaps we should go to the thieves hideout, so you can visit Yi Nok, you said she makes you...”

Chisu voice died away with the bone chilling breeze. Chang Hui had shifted his eyes to his bodyguard for a moment giving him a glance, no words were needed.

I must go back to the way I was before, I can be like that again, Yi Nok won't matter to me anymore,” Chang Hui shifted his gaze back to the perfect night sky. “I'm clearing my mind, Chisu, tell Lady Noh this, and leave me.”

His bodyguard gave a short bow, spun on his heel and vanished back into the shadows. Chang Hui glanced over his shoulder, although he couldn't see them, he knew there were at least two Yongmun guards assigned to protect him, while Chisu went to Lady Noh.

He turned back to the cold air and the night sky, it was time to lose all of them, if there was one thing Chang Hui needed it was true quiet

A Wednesday~
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Whoa, I haven't posted in way too long on here....I'm going to try to do more posts, just about random things going on in my overly busy, frustrating, beautiful, wonderful life.....
John Carter comes out in 6 days and I'm uber excited for it, I adore this movie...my hard-core studying continues, what I need to be doing right now, and that's what I will be doing in a few mintues...
Me and my family went out to eat for lunch today (It was fun) then we went and got supplies for a job, and paint for my sister's room.....

Chapter One Painful Art
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a short story I wrote a couple years ago, I think it's about half done. oh and it's Taemin AU btw (Snickering)

Chapter One Painful Art

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Chapter I Fallen
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Hey anyone happening to read this, I started this like six years ago, life has just been in the way. I've been trying to get some unfinished things finished, so this chapter is very short but it should be expanded in chapter II I love this King Arhtur movie, always have!! There's no better Lancelot then Ioan Gruffud in my opinion hehe.
Thanks to anyone reading, please leave me a comment :D XOXO

The grey morning wore on without so much as a hint of golden sunlight, steely clouds hung low on the horizon, they'd been there for weeks and it was unlikely they'd clear up any time soon. Mist saturated the air as heavily as the grey in the clouds. Flecks of snow drifted through the late evening air.

The sound of thunder sliced through the silence suddenly, ten horses rounded a low green hill, they nearly fell sliding around a curve in the muddy trail, so hard were they urged onward by their masters.

One horse kept a long stride ahead of the others, and his rider did nothing to hold him back, this horse urged the others on, and came upon the furthest stretches of the woodland first. His rider was off his back before he had even slide to a stop.

Lancelot was this rider, he rounded sharply, his long cloak cut through the air with his movements. The other horses and riders slid in on the mud, a moment later. Arthur was the first to reach Lancelot, for he needed help getting off his horse, not for himself but for the slumped form placed in front of him, lashed to him with several leather cords.

Lancelot ripped the leather free, his eyes were cold with anger. He begun pulling the form off, before he had finished Arthur and Tristram were at his side, helping, together they moved the limp body off the trail and laid him gently on the leaves lettering the forest floor.

Arthur lingered on his feet longer then the others, staring up at the tangled limbs. Eyes brimming with tears, he finally joined the rest of his men on their knees around their fallen comrade. No one spoke, the leaves were swirling in a sudden breeze, and the rain began pattering down.

Gawain at last voiced what some of them were thinking. "Is he...is he really gone?"

Arthur closed his eyes and rocked back on his heels. Lancelot put his blood-stained hand against their fallen knight's cheek, his eyes also sinking closed.

Arthur at last stood after a few more moments of mourning, swallowing back a lump in his throat that tasted like blood. "Our brave knight will not see another sun rise, nor sunset, life has stopped for him, but our lives continue because of him. He saved my life, taking a blow that would have mortally wounded me."

"I would have done the same," Gawain spoke up, his voice was thick. "Kay passed bravely, Arthur."

Saying nothing Lancelot stood up briskly, and brushed past the others, keeping his dark head down he headed towards the thicker blanket of trees, his devoted horse followed him, dragging his reins along on the ground.

Deep in the silent bowing trees and away from his brothers, Lancelot sank back to the ground. Every ounce of strength had left him. A cold, dark realization gripped his heart with sharp talons. The knights of the round table had lost three warriors in a the sickening time of six months, fighting battles, defending cities, that shouldn't have been theirs to protect. Rome continuously promised to send reinforcements, help that Arthur believed would come, and Lancelot knew wouldn't.

The tragic truth was they would all be killed eventually, soon there would be two or three of the knights of the round table left living, and what chance did Lancelot have to ever see his homeland again.

Death would be on his thresh eventually, and this was the dark realization, chilling him to his very bones.

A soft muzzle was suddenly at his ear, Lancelot stroked Dow's face. He noticed then the thick blood dripping from his hand, as soon as he seen the blood he felt the numb sting of the wound, he hadn't realized he had, a deep cut, across his shoulder, to his collar bone it felt like. The black leather and chain mail had soaked up most the blood, but it had eventually made its way down his left arm.

He looked at the blood distantly, so long it seemed since he'd looked on his own. Kay's death had distracted him in the battle, allowing the enemy, he'd crossed blades with to get in a very lucky slash, and Lancelot hadn't even noticed, he had never felt the pain, he'd been back-to-back with Kay, blood and death was spraying in the craze of war.

"We had best look at that." Athur's voice drifted from the mist around them. "I will not losing anyone else this day."

Lancelot smiled bitterly. "It seems we are all but dead men walking."

Arthur approached him through the gathering mist, his cloak swirling the fog around his boots, as he walked. "Kay's death is tragic, Lancelot. Though, I fear not the last we will witnessed. Perhaps next I will fall, or you... but not on this day, this day will see the remainder of us walking upright, not shadowed in a tomb."

Lancelot snorted. "I didn't come here to bleed out and die, Arthur, though perhaps that would be a less cruel fate."

Arthur had reached his friend, and his hands went to work on removing his armor and chain mail, then his leather, and lastly his grey cotton shirt, dark with blood. A deep crease marked his brow as he examined the wound. Deep and bloody, it had been an attempt to remove Lancelot's head form his shoulders, instead it had caught him on an angle running across his collar bone and lastly catching part of his arm, on his left side.

"At least it's not your right arm."

"I fight with two swords, Arthur."

A smile slipped across Arthur's lips, but he didn't reply, he began mopping up the oozing life force. "This needs proper care. We better head for a physician next." He said slowly, after a few moments of dulling silent. He stood and pulled Dow closer, opening Lancelot's traveling bag, he hurriedly pulled out a long folded piece of meterial and returned to his friend's silent form, next he wrapped the materiel under Lancelot's arm and collar bone, as best he could to hold the gaping flesh together. He gently helped him back into his cotton shirt, worry about his close friend's frailness past unnoticed across his face. He wasn't getting enough to eat, but none of them were-constantly in skirmishes, ambushes, the weather had been poor too, crops weren't good, wild game was slim.

"We must continue, Lancelot, they may be behind us. Can you? Can...Should I help you up?"

Lancelot seemed to half return to himself, his face was ashen though, he'd lost to much blood. "I'm fine, Arthur. You worry to much."

Farscape, icons, icons, icons!!!!!!
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My first round of icons for Farscape!! :D Me and my siblings have been rewatching Farscape from the beginning, because I bought them, I'd seen quite a few of them when I was younger, but now I'm getting to see them from beginning to end-I'm LOVING it!!
Anyway here are my icons, the coloring and words our my own work, but a big thanks to www.Farscapecaps.com for the pictures!!!! Take as many as you'd like, just please give credit when used...enjoy...
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A look through Smallville's season 9 so far...Collapse )

Interesting trees
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This Baobab is found in the the arid savannas of Africa and India, and known as "The Tree of Life" for its vitality and longevity. The distribution of the species throughout the dry parts of Africa is mainly due to humans. This gigantic tree can grow up to 80 feet tall, and up to 40 feet in diameter, with compact, irregular crown, and can live for several thousand years. In spite of the enormous girth of the trees, they are not particularly tall, and so have a bottlelike appearance. The baobab is leafless for nine months of the year, and in the wet months, water is stored in its thick, corky, fire-resistant trunk for the nine dry months ahead....

The Wide World
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Great Ocean Road sourced from Hamilton Lund, courtesy of Tourism Australia

If flying into the culturally enriching and modern city of Melbourne, the Great Ocean Road simply cannot be ignored. With the benefit of driving a car, you are at the gateway to a 300km designated route through a number of staggering natural wonders that hug the serene ocean setting.

From the surf beaches of Torquay, the rainforests of Otway Park, waterfalls, shipwrecks, wine tasting tours to the bizarre rock formations of the ‘Twelve Apostles’ that stand majestically from the seabed, every moment is a camera moment.

(Left: Twelve Apostles)
If feeling adventurous, you can then head on to the wonderful city of Adelaide and enjoy this colourful city and then go on a dolphin and whale watching tour from its harbour.

On the way, surf at the famous Byron Bay, laze on the beaches of the Sunshine Coast or head to Wild Horse Mountain, take a ferry out to the untouched beauty of Fraser Island, feed Dolphins at Tin Can Bay, go horse riding at Kroombit and then ready the camera at the wilderness of Carnarvon Gorge and kick back on the beautiful beaches of Whitsunday. An unforgettable experience is guaranteed.

(above is Whitsunday beach)

The Amalfi Coast, Italy
Arguably, the Amalfi ranks as Europe’s most scenic stretch of coastline. The mesmerising beauty of the landscapes that present themselves are almost too idyllic as you venture through pastel-coloured villages and terraced hillsides nestled in amongst lush-green mountains and dazzlingly blue waters.

Banff and Jasper, Canada
From the Great Plains through to the devastatingly inspirational mountain scenery of Banff and Jasper National Park, this drive through western Canada could quite easily be the greatest this planet has to offer. The views are simply exhilarating as you traverse forests one moment and dominant glaciers the next.

(above Moraine Lake)
Photos below the famous Icefield Parkway                         

Rocky Mountains

(left: Rocky Mountain National Park photo)

Carinthia Austria


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