Will

Will

A Poem by T. B. Ward

We will.

We always will.

Never will we suffer.

Never will we lie in the long shadows of shame.

There will be blood.

There will be death.

But we must have the will.

The will to act and live and pursue our destinies.

There will be those who won't.

They will cry.

They will hide.

They will curl up in a dark hole and never come out.

But we won't.

c. Taylor Ward 2012. All rights reserved.

My Personal Bubble

My Personal Bubble

I have a lovely thing in my life. 

His name is Bubble. 

He is a big, sweet thing that sticks to me and surrounds me all the time. 

He encloses me in a comfy space to think and create and live. 

He lets certain people in whom I want to be with. 

He is a good friend who, despite his invisible bubble form, never pops.

All my good ideas float around inside Bubble, waiting to shoot out and make themselves known.

Sometimes people are allowed into Bubble, other times they are asked to please give Bubble and I some rest space. 

Every day, every second, I am in my Personal Bubble.

And Bubble never leaves.


c. Taylor Ward, 2012. All rights reserved.

The Entity

The Entity
By T.B. Ward

Somewhere in the Eastern Himalayas, During the Stone Age...

A tall, cloaked figure trekked silently through the snow, up the thin, winding mountain path. The cold blizzard did not faze him, only his lantern as it continuously blew out. All he did was touch his finger to the candle wick to create fire again. His hood, pulled over his head, shadowed his face entirely.

Probably for the better.

The figure was slowly moving towards a dim light, streaming from the mouth of a cave. He knew, this was when the human race first discovered fire.

At the entrance to the cavern, he walked in, his jet black cloak ceasing its monstrous billowing. He saw three hunchbacked men, all bending over two rocks that the largest human held in hand. They were striking the stones together, creating sparks. The glow came from somewhere behind the rocks at the back of the cave, as if they were alive. The tall figure knew what that meant, and he needed to take control of the situation.

The hunched men finally looked up at the mysterious entity in the entrance. His hood made his head look massive; they could not see his face. One of the humans grabbed a primitive spear and held it out in front of him as he slowly and curiously crept towards the cloaked figure. He made a grunting sound, toting his head. The other two men watched frightfully. 

The hooded being whispered a few words of a lost language, sounding like the wind itself. He raised out his gloved hand and whispered again, sending a beam of dark energy into the heart of the Neanderthal, sending him slumping to the floor. 

The other two men grabbed their weapons and did some unintelligent chanting, coming towards the cloaked figure to attack. This time, the mysterious entity revealed a black sword, about five feet in length. He took his massive weapon and swung it at one of the two men, decapitating him. The other charged, and the cloaked figure grabbed the man by the shoulder and tossed him out of the cave's opening and off the cliff. Having cleansed the cavern of life, he stepped towards the wall and imprinted an image of a skull into the cave drawing wall. He then turned to face the blizzard outside and held the sword at ease, waiting for what was going to be a very long time.


The Construction of the Great Pyramid of Giza, Ancient Egypt

A Messenger ran up to the Head Architect with a big piece of papyrus in hand. The Architect unraveled it, tuning out the sounds of the slave driver and the screams as people drank the bloody water from a stream nearby. 

"Set is upon us," said the Messenger, turning and running back to his boat. As the Architect stared at the scroll, he could hear dark, indecipherable whispers echoing through his head. The graphic of a skull was far from anything a human could have drawn.


The Forbidden City, Ancient China

Emperor Qin Shi Huang sat, his legs crossed, in a morning robe as he sipped his hot tea. He looked out through the circular doorway to view the Hall of Supreme Harmony, almost completely finished. Stroking his fu manchu, he stood up and stretched, walking out into the garden. He thought of many things, but one thing kept crossing his mind: the Mongolian invaders. Ever since he had council with their leader's manipulator, he had been shaken in mind. That hooded being would never leave his nightmares. But one thing the figure kept saying was this: 

"Only death can bring the life."


The Round Table, Camelot

King Arthur stroked his sword, resting quietly in its scabbard. Guinevere sat next to him, sitting on another throne. The king tried to listen to the reports of Malagant ravaging the nearby villages, but he couldn't take is eye off of the image in the stained glass windows before him. He noticed something that in all the years of his rule he had never seen before:

All the windows were shaped like skulls.


The Santa Maria, 1492

Christopher Columbus extended his telescope, looking out over the sea towards the oncoming land. Today was the day he would reach India. Today was the day that he would be famous in all of Europe. Tales had been told of golden cities and riches beyond measure; he was nothing short of anxious.

Then he saw something: a hooded figure on the shore.

The soon-to-be-famous explorer blinked and the entity was gone. He shook off the vision but one thought remained in his head:

Someone else was here first.


The Allies Air Platoon, 1920

The Red Baron locked his targeting system on the plane in front of him. This time, he wasn't going to miss. He fired once, the twice, hitting the enemy's wings and sending him spiraling into the London streets below. 

But before the flying ace could fire at another Nazi, he saw someone on his own wing.

Someone? How could anyone be on his wing? He couldn't make out a face, only a big black cloak. Frightened, he pitched the plane.

He was never seen again.


The Moon, 1969

As Neil Armstrong's foot made contact with the pallid white dust below, the whole world watched. 

"That's one small step for man..."

No one noticed the outline of a figure in the background of the image.

"...One giant leap for mankind."


New York City, 9/11

One photo was recovered from the two towers.

Someone had captured the image of a winged, cloaked figure soaring through the air with bodies in his arms. 

Of course, the photo was thrown away, but nevertheless, it was still taken.


The University of Mars, 2146

The Earth, as a student noted, is right next to another planet.

The professor shunned the idea, looking through the telescope and seeing nothing.

That student, believing he had discovered a twin planet of Earth, spread the idea around the planet of Mars.

He was expelled the next day for frightening other students to the brink of insanity and claiming that planets can, in fact, be shaped like skulls. 

Ha was never seen again.


The Eightieth Great and Devastating Ice Age, 5289

A cloaked, hooded figure walked quietly along the remains of a frozen Earth, looking up at one of the cities on clouds; humans would never stop cheating him. His whispers were lonely ones, as he found no more Earthly beings to take with him. Feeling empty and lifeless, as he always had been, he slowly removed his hood. The skull that stared across the icy glaciers was tattered and ready to be laid to rest. Then Death himself slowly outstretched his wings and flew up into the heavens, to be seen no more.



c. Taylor Ward 2012. All rights reserved.
   

Silence and Darkness

Silence.
It inhabits the darkest corners of the world.
It walks in the shadows of emptiness. 
It lies in slumber, waiting to be woken.
None can penetrate it.
None can kill it.
None can run from it.
But everyone can hide in it.

Darkness.
It floats in the corner of your eye.
It waits behind the door.
It watches from beneath the surface of the water.
None can fight it.
None can love it.
None can keep it out of their lives.
But everyone can run from it.

Silence and Darkness.
They fester in the darkest corners of perception.
They lie in wait, at the bottom go a staircase or in the eye of a storm.
They watch and know that they will get you.
None can defeat the darkest, most silent nights.
None can run from the inevitable brush with fear.
None can live without knowing that Silence and Darkness will find them.
But everyone will embrace the two. 

Eventually.


c. Taylor Ward 2012. All rights reserved.

The Warfare Laws of a Different Universe

The

Astrum

Codes

of the

Divinus

Universe

Issued

by the

Order

of the

Vigilem

from the 

Planet

Dementra

by the

Decree

of the

Imperials

regarding

Inter-Galactic

Warfare

translated from

the language of

Dark Dementrian

Code #1:

It is a Level 1 Violation to use the following in warfare:

• Time Travel
• Super Lasers
• Dark Energy
• Wormholes
• Black Hole Weaponry
• Reality Bombs

These criminal acts can be punishable by death. If necessary, these tactics can be used to catch violators. 

Code #2:

Galactic Enforcers have the rights to carry out law-mantaining procedures. No questions asked.

Code #3:

If someone tries to wipe out all things in existence from the universe, they will be executed. No one may destroy suns or stars or any other planetary masses. The energy source at the center of the universe cannot be terminated, but any attempt to do so will likely result in a tingling sensation and then death. 

Code #4:

Wiping out entire races is illegal. No genocidal acts are allowed in any form or notion.

Code #5:

DO NOT enslave an entire planet, race, solar system, galaxy, or universe. This is tyrannical and evil. If this law is violated, the enemy will be exterminated as soon as the Enforcers are free from slavery. 

c. Taylor Ward 2012. All rights reserved.