ZayTheMagnificent

Sometimes you write just to write. You go on and on, with really never anything to say. The more words leave your pen and onto the paper, the more thoughts remain behind, piling up and piling up. No expression, no hidden meaning, no ulterior motive. But sometimes, you write to be read. You speak to be heard. You scream out the words you have been dying to say, and tell the world what you think it needs to know. And until you do that, your words have less meaning than an empty page.

Much time has been spent since I've written thoughts down So foreign it feels to be doing it now. Instead of the word, I've been caught by the sound Of clacketing keys and a loud, clicking mouse. Anapestic in meter but quite shrill in tone, This poem just doesn't have the skill I have shone. Day one of resurgence seems quite dull for now, But hopefully someday I'll make you all proud. Once more I will fill DA with written works, But for now, I really think thinking really hurts.

From the sunlight altar, I cut a swathe through undead burg, my new blade cleaving effortlessly through the hollows and my bolts striking foes down from afar. I was a one-woman wrath of God, unstoppably cleansing the city of evil. I eventually ended back up in Firelink Shrine, and briefly stopped at the bonfire before something caught my attention: a giant crow was perched high upon a ledge, looking down at me. Curiously, I approached it. All it did was look at me just as curiously, as if it was expecting me to do something. I sighed started looking around the shrine for whatever it could possibly want. Eventually, I found its nest. Unable t

When I finally reached the next fog gate (which was but a short walk away), I had to admit, I had little Idea of what to expect. This forest had been so tricky, so unexpected at every twist and turn that I was still on my toes. Once I prepared myself for anything, I stepped through the fog gate. All I could hear was the gentle rustle of wings... I looked into the sky and around me to find a beautiful butterfly. Slowly hovering in the air over me. Now, this was no ordinary butterfly, mind you. It was massive, the size of a small building, but it floated in the air so gracefully, so lightly... It was certainly enchanting. A smile crossed my fa

I rested briefly before I made the decision to finally leave the depths. If I was alone, I would have stayed longer, rested up, and maybe cleaned my armor, but I wanted to get Laurentius back to Firelink; it felt wrong to keep him there for such selfish reasons. I left with him by my side and set off into the labyrinthine tunnels. I would have been completely lost if I hadn't marked the tunnels. I might have wandered around for hours, completely lost, but I followed the tunnels to the entrance and safely lead Laurentius back to Firelink. Once there, he taught me how to make and throw fireballs, and how to create explosions at the snap of my

Laurentius and myself sat around the bonfire for what seemed like hours,  talking about Pyromancy. He explained to me its origins as far as he knew, and even made for me a glove with which I could hold fire... though all I could do was hold fire. Once we reached a more suitable location, he would teach me more useful techniques. Eventually, though, I had to take my leave of him and venture off back into the sewer. There was something here I must do... I'm sure I would figure out what eventually. I wandered around, taking note of the tunnels I had entered before (which I had marked off with red clay) and avoiding them. Eventually I found a se

It was a long while before I felt fit to go out into the Depths again. I stayed by the bonfire, nursing my wounds and repairing my blade as Andrei had taught me. The simple clothes I wore under my armor was stained red with blood... Nothing I could do about that now... Though it took an hour or so of rest, I did eventually set back out into the sewers. I waded my way through the sewage and undead, trying to find some reason to be here. I knew it was my mission to do so, but to what end...? The sewers were vast and labyrinthine... No matter where I went, I always felt as if I was going 'round in circles, shambling through muck and mire for no

I rested at the bonfire, thumbing the key I found on the great goat demon. While I was worried for Rhea, her words echoed in my mind. My mission was as important as hers, and just as urgent. I said a prayer for her to any God who would listen. Resolute, I quickly left Firelink and headed back down into the lower city, trying doors until I found one into which the key fit. The door swung open easily, creaking loudly, and I stepped down into the humid darkness. The stairs went deeper and deeper into the ground, echoing louder and louder until I found myself in a large, open room. The wooden platforms around me felt almost suspended in the air,

By the time I had caught my breath, my body was ready. I could feel my heart beating, the blood pumping through my veins; my grip upon the hilt of my blade tightened. I was ready. I made my way back into lower undead burg and proceeded through the fog gate, ready for whatever this hellhole would have in store for me. The first thing I saw was a blur of movement and I instinctively rolled out of the way in time to feel the ground shake as two mighty blades crashed into the earth where I had once been standing. The thing towered over me, but I had no time to get a good look as a pair of vicious beasts cut into my legs, driving me into a corner

Using the techniques Andrei taught me, I reinforced my arms and armor to a great extent. My breastplate fit more snugly and my blade cut deeper; I was feeling like a true warrior again. I thumbed the key in my pack, taken along my journey through the church; upon it was engraved "basement". I asked Andrei about it, and he told me it lead to Lower Undead Burg. What an odd name for a city. The only locked door I knew of in the area was at the hellkite's bridge, so I returned to Firelink and set out through the undead town from there once more, my newly reforged blade cutting cleaner than any I could ever remember... but eventually I found it a