this is a work of fiction

this is a work of fiction, and should be treated as such.

hearsay on the pint

heard of the vicious beasties roaming God's good earth lately? talk is the world's out to harvest all the living, feeding from their power. kinda like the ol' world cleansing tales we've heard in the past, ain't it? but what's more intriguing, i heard, is not all the living suffers. it's them energists who get the ripping. you know who them are? they're the ones what been keeping what the world feeds from in themselves. throws the world off balance, so they say. i say this never come too soon. a mighty bunch of power-hungry thieving rats, what them are! - Egurt, merchant

blessed be the radiant shine, shear luster of the artifacts known to us as the crystals. protecting us from the beasts of the land, crystals emit a holy light that keep the beasts at bay. so did man, ever hoping for salvation, build their homes around them, and as the gift to man grows by the day, so too did man's settlements, though for fear of being untouched by the crystal's light did the city of man grow within bounds. so has man's worship of the crystals incarnate, for if one is off the blessed light, damnation truly befalls them. - Firu, acolyte

sad fate it is for these people, right? there's no love for them, and nobody cares! what is more tearful is the fact that these people are hunted by the very world they live in! but as if that's not enough, now i hear their own kin is hunting and killing them. called themselves the forces of the world, they do! they don't enter homes, like the guards do, no. they prowl the ways and paths, and once they detect a rejected kin they pounce upon 'em, and a horrid feast goes on. sad, savage fate, don't you think so, friend? - Har-Dluf, archivist

practicaly emotional

praktikal training dengan government macam ni kerjanyer. buat kerja-kerja opis, pergi site, masuk mesyuarat, fotostat dokumen, taip surat, layan internet, makan kuih mesyuarat, gelak dengan bos, masuk sukan tahunan, layan kerenah orang opis. alahai senang kerja dengan kerajaan.

tak nak banyak komen.

anyway, masuk ni dah enam minggu aku praktikal. lagi sebulan aku akan tinggalkan tempat tu dan balik semula sambung course untuk setahun. aku sangat bosan nak balik ke uia, lebih-lebih lagi nak balik ke dept tu. yang ada berwibawa handful jer. baru2 ni ader mmbr kena out uia, rayu nk masuk tp dept x (nak) tlg xleh masukbalik. gila aper? mmbr aku tu klu dpt memg great asset lah. kesyan.

ari tu, aku leave dr sesrg yg panggil aku dier punya dear som1. i feel terribly honored dn rs tak patt lak, tp aku kenala. bkn psl aku ada yg lain, bkn aku bnci dier, tp krna i want to. i cannt handle it, being arnd emotnal ppl. kat rumh aku ni pun dah ader org cam tu, aku tk thn la. bygknla kalu dier pn jadi camtu, mau tercbut otk aku. aku ni dh la pendiam tp sensitif, ms tu dier kt aku tk pndi ikat plastik, trus aku emo tknk layn, dier pn jadi lg emo dr aku, mula la naik tinggi2 suara. mmg dier emo, dgn semuer yg xnak ikut ckp dier, dier jadi emo, emo emo emo! lngsung xnak dgr voice of reason.

aku ader idea br utk citer. akan aku ctatkn bila klpgn. nantikn.

psl org jepun kt bwh tu, aperth nama dier, idea citer gak tu, tp fantasi jer.

okay, bon journay!