Minds of Briem

Sitting down in his chair the lights off, as the buzzing of the day's noises rang in his head. Humming a song while tapping my foot upon the ground. Opening my mouth only for a second letting out a soft sigh as a soft knock tapped upon the door. Stopping his motion, turned his head to the door. "Yes? " He stated in a fog of deep thoughts. A soft voice came from the other side of the door. "Sir.. May I come in?" Closing his eyes back again leaning back against the cushion of his chair. "Come in.."  Announcing while adjusting himself to get better situated within his own seating. The door opened up slowly as another entered the room gently closing the door behind them. Their eyes looking around for a moment noticing the dark haze over the room. The only light source was that of the moon lightly gleaming down into the room.

"Sir.. Are you well?"  The other asked as he sat there in his chair. "Yes I'm fine.. why do you ask?"  Stepping forward slowly fidgeting with their index finger on each paw while their ears lowered down. "Sir.. You have not eaten since you came home.."  Turning his head once more to the other, opening his eyes to the maid. Her uniform was cushioning against her curves as her fur would be clean and pulled back into a bun on top of her head. Her tail laying limp to the ground as her body language was one thing he could tell she was worried or perhaps sad. Gripping the armrests of his chair and lifting himself up to his feet. 

"Has it been long? The time was taken from me." His tail sliding off his lap soon as he stood up, picked itself up behind him swaying slowly side to side in a calm motion. "I thought everyone was with their loved ones or to their own homes today?.. Go home, I won't keep you here this day."  Listening to him as her ears perked up in surprise, but a soft smile would grow on her muzzle. "Sir?! Yes.. Um yes sir! Thank you sir!" Shaking his head gently with a smile on the side of his muzzle as he watched her tail and body in a more joyous motion. Bowing her head to him, "But sir your food is getting cold.." 

Reaching out his paw placing it upon her shoulder for a moment, her head lifting up hesitantly. His paw soon letting go, "Go ahead and leave, I will be fine.." Nodding her head quickly and stood back up her smile hadn't left her muzzle as she excitedly turned around making her way out of the room. It wasn't long before the front door had been opened and closed behind her. He stood in the room for a moment to himself then made his way to the window. Hearing the door close, his eyes watched as her body would jump around in the snow covered ground playfully running to the front gates. "That's right.. go have yourself a good time.. Smile be joyful."

 A smile that was in the corner of his muzzle had stretched across. It wasn't only for a moment before he moved away from the window closing the door of the room behind him. The hallways were quiet like they had never been so for a long time. He could hear his own footsteps tapping against the wooden floor. "It has been so long since we have been alone hasn't it?" reaching out his left paw touching the wallpaper as he walked down the hallway to the staircase. Slowly stepping down the stairs taking off his socks that covered his feet. Feeling the soft grip of the carpet underneath his pads.

His ears would flatted to his head, reaching the bottom of the stairs. Looking around as his eyes would gleam in the light before walking towards the dining room. Opening up the door finding a long table, a cover went all down the table covering it from side to side. A single plate and bowl sat at the end of the table alone. His smile slowly began to fade "Indeed alone.."  He said to himself aloud, while walking to the chair at the end of the table. Stopping at the end chair for a moment noticing the food was still warm, pulling out his chair and sat down.

His claws came out cutting into his food using his claws as forks and knives to feed himself. Only to grab a spoon to sip the soup that was prepared for him. After his meal, taking the plate and bowl to the kitchen along with the spoon. Cleaning the dishes himself then drying off his paws, taking a stroll around inside of his home. Closing his eyes only to listen to the wind blowing against the outer walls of his home. The windows shaking lightly at the passing blows of the wind, small particles of snow had drifted in only to dissolve into the warm air. His arms reached around to his back holding paw in paw as he walked taking in the scents of those that passed through only hours and moments ago.

He could just imagine what they would say to him as he passed by, but their voices would blur into one. "Good evening sir.. Can I get you something sir? What will you have me do sir?" stopping in the middle of the living room at the bottom of the stairs near the front door. His eyes opened up once more to gaze out of the window at the falling fresh snow. "Snow, my beauty.. My mistress of the cold, so white and pure you look up in the air. Down upon the ground you lay waiting and covering the land with your beauty creating destroying along with your body. How you hug us all in your cold warmth, wanting nothing but to love and show us beauty.. But we are all blinded by the rough edges you have the cold and freezing temperatures you keep us at. Your kisses take our breath away, your warm hugs freeze out bodies and your love is endless keeping us forever young within your loving embrace"

A tear rolling down his cheek its warmth slowly moving down his cheek to the bottom of his chin only to drip down. Memories of times past out in the snow wit his loved one's friends and family were only made up in his head of things and times that could have happened but never did. Turning from the window putting on a coat stepping out onto the porch feeling the chill of the snow under his pads. Walking out into the snow covered porch, grabbing the shovel near the door and began scooping the snow and tossing it into the air. The snow flew up and parted back into snowflakes shining and dancing in the wind.

Flowing back down to the ground away from the porch, working upon the porch and closing the screen door to the porch helping to keep the snow from entering. He turned around walking back inside to warm his pads. Making his way upstairs and sat down on the small chair in the hallway leaning back against the wall and closed his eyes. "My dear.. what else can I do? I miss you so much.." Opening up his eyes only to see a portrait of him and a female next to him in a warm embrace. "It is just us two once more.. in our home how times have changed my love.. these ol' bones can not keep up with many of those that help around here."

His fur was partially grayed as his eyes were dimmed from the way they once were. Reaching out his paw to the portrait with a slight frown wanting to touch her soft fur once more, hear her voice calling out to him. "My love.. we will be together someday I promise." pulling his paw away standing back up heading to his bedroom undressing and getting ready for bed he crawled under the blankets and closed his eyes humming a soft melody to help him sleep. The night growing dark, as he lay in bed before long all was quiet as he slept in the bed.

A moment of breath escaped his mouth before his movement stopped from his chest. His life was no more in that instant, his aches and pains were all gone. His spirit soon reunited along side his beloved holding her in his arms once more for all eternity. Morning would come as the help all gathered around the bed of their passed lord. Their heads lowered down in respect, each one of them had tears rolling down their cheeks. He was a good master to them, boss and a friend. Reaching down one touched his muzzle, "Sir.. Rest well.. We will look after you now as you have looked after us. We will miss you and love you as a father.. Older brother.. A companion." 

Another reached out as they all would do the same touching his blanket and his body in different spots. A soft voice came from the crowd. "Remember when you stood up for me my lord.. nobody had ever done that before.. I never got to thank you for doing that.. protecting me from those that wished harm upon me... why did you have to leave before I got to say thank you.." another spoke as they all seemed to have a situation of him coming to their aid about some sort of thing or another.

One didn't speak as all she did was look down at him she had been with him for the longest than any of the others, all she could do was have her eyes water and let the tears roll down her cheeks. One reason she couldn't speak was she was a mute, but they all knew her story with him. When she was young, she had been made into a sex slave tortured and raped repeatedly by multiple people. Since she was mute she could never scream for help or for someone to help her. One day he had heard about her so he went for a visit, but found her chained up bound to the wall. Her body shaking and shivering crying from those that had used her for the years she never could get back.

His eyes widened looking at how young she was, enraging a fire inside of himself, her eyes opened up flinching and curling up against the wall seeing him only as a shadow on the floor. Her head slowly looking up her eyes watery with tears, as his eyes connected with hers seeing the fear, worry in her eyes. Walking over to her taking off his coat and wrapped it over her body she whimpered lowering her body more to the ground.. Soon a few of those that held claim to her came in which he began to fight them over the treatment and condition of her.

Which turned physical she stayed curled up under his coat, hiding her face not wanting to witness what was being done. Sniffing his scent and holding it close to her as she could, before he laid down on the ground getting beaten until he could barely move. She was taken away and moved to a different place, it wasn't a few years later until she had escaped from her captures. Then began working in a saloon doing what she only knew how to do, when he came through the doors. He was known in the saloon by both the ladies, with the townsfolk. He had worked off an on with many of the townsfolk or had helped once or twice before.

Meeting the new girl he would stare at her knowing she looked familiar. After a few times coming in, both him and the other girls were teaching her how to spell, read so that why she could communicate with them easier. One day her eyes were in tears as he wrapped her body in his coat. She wrote down to him about how long ago he had been the one to try and help her. After reading the note he smiled softly and began holding her close not long after he took her into his home and gave her so much love and care she needed, but never one did he have her in his bed for anything other than to hold during thunderstorms, when she had flashback's in the form of nightmares.

All she do now was stare at his lifeless body tears rolling down her cheeks.

unknown title part one

Earth, what can you say about her? She weathers billions of humans, animals, plants each one like a virus to a host feeding off of it until nothing is left and then leaves to find a new host to attend to its needs. Some take then give back as others just take. All the calm sandy beaches, the elegant trees of the rain forest's, the mighty mountains that peak up to only look up further into the heavens. There are more beauties upon this world more than anybody can dream of. Writings, stories, hopes, dreams are only legend in some aspect truths all of them of times where monsters were real and heroes fought and won over those monsters to place them back where they belong.

 Maybe not in this world maybe the next world, as they grow in strength in their new world that awaits will hold monsters stronger, wiser, faster, and more powerful than any of us or our offspring can overcome. This world is only one out of countless ones that none will see, but this is not about those worlds this is about one. One world that has seen more bloodshed, violence, more evil than the next will see. Perhaps this world is the reddest of them all, we have come so far and yet we are but little ants following the lines that our ancestors have built for us. A path into our own destruction to be baron like all the other planets in this solar system.

 Again, I drift off from the tale that I shall tell be it a vision of my own death I don't know all I do know is that one keeps calling to me in my dreams each time ending as the last but different in its own way. Perhaps I shouldn't tell the tale, as all my dreams have my death and rebirth in them most of the time. Past life experiences perhaps, but who knows knowledge is one thing that is kept in the dark from us all. But I know what will happen when that knowledge is taken out in the open and learned. We are not ready for such things and we may never be. Egypt is where sometimes it begins, it may not be Egypt at all.  All I know there is miles of nothing but sand, then a door being opened when that door opens is when it really begins.

 Televisions all across the world light up news of those doors opening spreads like a wildfire burning in everybody's ears. Talk about it was the only thing it seemed to be said teams of researchers, scientists, guards, the whole nine yards are put together all across the world. To enter into the opening to see what lies on the other side. How the doors got open has never been revealed to me, but why is still a little fuzzy. I'm never part of any of the teams that are assembled to go in, each team went in one right after the other radios loud and communications were open. Television's were all on focusing upon the operation. As if all the world were on red alert the code names upon this operation were not clear to me either. Nothing happened to those that went into the opening, more and more researchers, scientists excreta by the hundreds went into the opening like a bug zapper on a full moon night. It stays open for years as the excitement begins to die down from the new exploration continued. Each team would grow and grow in number.

 I work a normal job, nothing special nothing important as it held nothing of value to anybody else but myself. Working every early morning, I don't watch television I used to for hours on end, but I find nothing is worth watching anymore. Each year it seemed like another discovery was being made, a new material being found in the opening. Leaders of each of the country's fought and argued about who it belonged to laying claim on this and that discovery. Useless fools, neither one of them thinking about earth being a whole. But selfish, pieces only one leader could rule over not thinking that we are all upon this world not to fight and bicker among each other but to move forward expand towards the stars find our own place in this universe.

 I bet if we actually work together not as country's but as a whole planet we could accomplish faster and better than we are now 5-10 years would advance us 20+ years in technology, medicine, science.. everything.. something to think about as you read. Years, months go by no sign of any other life in the opening just more material. When the scientists, researchers began to mine the opening for the materials that is when things went wrong. People began to go missing in the opening oddly enough males were the targets but we didn't know that until after months of missing people at night it happened in the darkness teams of soldiers from all sides were just vanishing. 

Body's were only found months in advance when the doors were still wide open. Female body's it turned out were not so much as vanished but torn apart, a few rare female body's were still alive. Their bodies in shock shaking in the light never staying in the dark avoiding all dark area's only staying in the light. Taking them all in for questioning they all came with the same answer a phrase that they kept repeating. 'Got to find' over and over again they chanted it not saying anything else but the phrase. It was agreed upon that the opening should be sealed off, researchers and scientists were already working on how to close the doors none having a clue how.

 The order to seal the doors were given as construction was soon on the way to build over the doors and the opening to seal in what ever it was inside of the opening. The opening was successfully covered in the matter of a year deaths both around and in the construction site held back the covering of the opening. Recordings of the opening were being researched over and over again to find any clue to what had happened to all the male bodies, and to any other female that had been abducted and mutilated. The last female to be found in the opening had nothing to say, her voice seemed to have left her. She only stared at the walls never looking at any of the males that were around her. Family and friends only made her cry, and scream out in pain.

my box -poem or poetry whatever you call it-

In my box where the world can shine without windows without doors my box is where i am keep my box at bay unless the whole world will contain. My box is pain sorrow regret depression vengeance my box is contained and concealed my box hidden away from the light my box feeds and grows my box is mine only i know its secrets its wonder the horror my magnificent box is mine to have and to hold without end. You may want my box for your own but you can't handle my box, but me I can handle it as its my box I can take yours and feed it to my box it will grow more. My box will never stop growing my box will destroy the world if it is opened, my box stays closed for all eternity my box.. how I hate it how I need it how I love my box it knows me it knows everything of my as I know everything of my box. It is my everything but your nothing, your box may be full and over flows my box is a good box to me and for me I am my box and my box is me. I hold my box together beware be warned my box can destroy or create my box is never full but never empty. My box is here to stay my box.

Back to work

Sorry for the delay and all the personal stuff... I'll get back to what I'm good at and write something. So I will be revisiting my writings and updating them when I can. <3 thank you everyone for viewing and enjoying my work.

Rip

Well.. my dad two days ago.. and here I am going back home. I dunno what to say.. I just wish I could have told him everything I want to right now and learned more from him. He left without teaching me so many things he knows and I don't. I know I'm not into everything he is and all we had was the shows we watched together.. I know something's about cars not much but I can take them apart okay fix them no clue. Using a stick instead of automatic I dunno.. I can only try.. I haven't driven a stick by myself and I get so nervous and fidgetty when someone else is in the vehicle... I miss him so much..