ltp15

Old bits, new bits Well worn paths and comfy cranny’s Home Elbow grease and lazy days Passionate moments and tranquil hours Home The taste on the tip of your tongue That scent at the back of your soul Home The rubble of a life put together just right That temple of what is, was and could be Home Four letters that mean so many different things to each different person Walls, a roof and yet everything Home.

Setting Urban fantasy Set in London Majority of main characters should be young adults. Gangs and old institutions are prevalent thought this underground culture Magic Magic is channelled into wands made of pure magic but they still feel physical. These wands are comprised of one of six elements. They are earth, fire, wind, water, metal and wood (this is based on an amalgamation of both western and eastern classic elements).  Variations can be made by combining elements in a certain order. For instance wood and then fire would create a charcoal wand but fire and wood would make an ash wand. The orbs are created though gnostic meditati

Talk jabber Squawk jabber Oh so many words Jabbering in one ear and out the other Hardly stopping to take a breath So many words so why oh why Can't anybody say something? Thousands of letters with nary hint of meaning Politicians going days without committing Papers with without a shred of news for pages I was told that words are the ultimate weapon A keyboard can kneecap the planet A book is the ultimate bomb and The pen is mightier than the sword So it strikes me that these days we are all pacifists

Multi-coloured fish flying through green ices fields Shifting sands of minds unchained Jumbled eyes recollecting half remembered sights A knight fills out paperwork on waterfall of irises   Murmurings of unrecognised half-truths told by brains half asleep Pale men with stars for eyes speak of far off ideas A man in a gas mask asks you to choose between an emerald and ruby. Dreams make no sense when there gone Yet they are real whilst we are there May you dream of wonders tonight

My weapon is both blunt and sharp My weapons target can be a single person or nations My weapon is both banned and praised by some depending on its form My weapon can be taken past a thousand guards without them blinking at the sight of it My weapon leaves no evidence but can scar for life What is my weapon?

A Cynical Fleet arrives on high and disgorges Dave with a million Yognaught's at his back. Zam pontificates in his palace as One Moderately Funny Guy Causes Absolute Total Annihilation. A Belligerent 23 men dominate the competition. With their Minds Aflame the enemy they batter at The walls of the Fort Crafted by the station A Husky man calls to them to start Crafting the Stars All to be shown in startling HD As they Pour Scorn in Your ear On Artosis TV. Ahnaris commands the Liquid Net Team to round up the rabble Live on Day Nine TV as they yell Remember Tomorrow because   No Diggity we will have won this war by th

The ripple of lightning in the palm of your hand The inferno at your finger tips The light in your head As deadly each as the dragons breath The knife in their hands The claws at their finger tips The teeth in their head As dangerous as drunken dwarf The hammer in his hands The staff at his finger tips The stone of light above his head To serve a throne stone

The Greeks used to say that a look had power A person could curse with a glance But these days the belief has faded but the power has not   An eye may not hold the gorgons power But a look can hold you in place as easily as cement Or wither quite quicker than a cockatrice Perhaps hypnotize far quicker than an Amphithere And start a fire as more subtly than a chimera People may forget that eyes have power But all you need to do is look

The field changes The earth shifts Solid ground of Long held beliefs Scatter and change So should you The dynamic landscape Your heart and The shifting sands Your actions and The water fall Your intent this Is how the Battle is won Do not give In as the The world shifts

Some people say that we all need a single truth They say that everyone will be joyous when it's found But they don't see the truth right before their eyes Even as they yell at a crowd gathered around The truth is truths as different as similar as the very crowd