Im not the most brillant writer, nor is my grammar good but i do try, i may not make sense but i do try my best if you had good n bad feedback then submit away doesnt bother me if you insult my shocking grammar because i am big boy and dont need hold my mother hand from insults. This is a writing thread so say your thoughts. Its a short story, just something i was writing about that was off top my head.
[center]" ..A Humble Zealot Ranting on.. "
How i remember my homeland in its finest glory, How we roamed our lands without any fears, How life was simple, yes i remember these days. But these are just memories of our old ways, old ways of Adun. Adun honor is nomore then a myth much like these ashes left behind from the swarm, a passing phase in our dramatically life style. But Adun still lives on in our hearts that can never turn to ashes and rumble like our cities and land. No Zerg, Nor Terran can take our pride of our lands and memories from us. We are the mighty and honorable Protoss. Fate has a better path for us to take, May adun follow us along it. Only thing i know is our race is dying away slowly old ways of adun and xel'naga are gone. Maybe it is best we stay a lost memory in time to never be spoken of again, but then noone will stop the swarms of kerrigan. May adun hold a better fate for those who face the same fate of our homeland. [/center]
Enjoy
\\Moogle
[center]"..A Humble Zealot Ranting On.."
I remember my homeland in its finest glory, and how we roamed our lands with an absence of the fear that now grips all of our hearts. Life was simple, and I long for that life once more. Yes... I remember those days. But those are but faint memories of our old ways, the old ways of Adun. Adun honor is little more than a myth now, slain and buried into the past much like Adun is now no more than ashes left behind from the swarm, a passing phase in our dramatically changing lives. But Adun still lives on in our hearts, and it shall never turn to ashes and crash in a thunderous agony like our cities and land. No zerg, no terran, no being can take our pride of our lands and memories from us. We are the mighty and honorable Protoss. The glory of the Xel'Naga courses throughout us, permeating all aspects of us and dictating our actions. We know that destiny has a glorious path for us to take, and may Adun follow us in our fateful endeavours. Our numbers thin and in our adapting we risk the loss of that glory given to us. Perhaps it is best we stay a memory lost to time, never to be spoken of again. But then, who will stand against the swarms of Kerrigan? May Adun have her glory once more.[/center]
I fixed up some of the obvious mistakes, and I hope you didn't mind my adding some ideas of my own.
Nope its cool =) doesnt bother me at all i just hope ya liked it in some aspects of it.
\\Moogle