MintAYS

Whisper, irony personified...

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Mr. Falcon by MintAYS, literature

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Mr. Falcon

Good evening, Mr. Falcon You come to me again And after all is said and done You wish still to be friends I put your flowers in a vase And set them in my room But though I watered them today I'll have to toss them soon You tell me, Mr. Falcon That I should let you in Though time and time I open up To meet only chagrin Your judgements and advice depict A common lack of thought For once you know a little bit You think you know a lot So tell me, Mr. Falcon If you can hear me cry All I wish for you to do Is simply dry my eyes So save your consolations A simple touch conveys All the love and sympathies That words can never s

Counting Butterflies by MintAYS, literature

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Counting Butterflies

Beth is counting butterflies, as many as she can see from her little chair on wheels. She counts each one, be they red, or blue, or gold. She counts them all, save the purple ones. They are too pretty to be counted, she says. Too pretty to give a number. Someone needs to invent a bigger number, so she can count the purple butterflies. Beth comes to the garden because of the butterflies. Comes to the garden in her little chair on wheels. She comes just to see them, because she can't see all the pretty butterflies in the hospital, even if they're painted on the wall. She counts the butterflies until she gets too sleepy. Then, they t

Flyers of Far Star pt. 3 by MintAYS, literature

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Flyers of Far Star pt. 3

Bartholomew was having a dream. His wings were stretched as far as they could go, catching the silver radiance that welled up from beneath him. His fellows were all around, singing and dancing in the air, as happy as he simply to fly. There were others too, a variety of creatures not like himself, but all of which basked in the radiance that washed over them all. Soaring effortlessly, the radiant light below was replaced with the fertile ground of the island, and he felt the soft, silky grass tickle his paws as he brushed against the surface. Then, on an impulse, he rolled forward and tumbled to the ground, flying head over tail across

Bleed Evergreen by MintAYS, literature

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Bleed Evergreen

Bleed Evergreen Broken, I lay dying In air of bitter frost Why do I keep trying When all I know is lost The still and silent echoes Of words we never said Ring in frozen frostbit ears Laid to rest on forest bed But somewhere there’s a calling A whisper through the trees As snow no longer falling Marks an end to bitter freeze My battered body borne along By arms my heavy eyes can’t see I hear them weep, their souls unbroken As our hearts bleed evergreen Shadows dance across my eyes But light casts them away A warming touch of new sunrise My crippled heart to heal today And though I now give my goodbye To a life

Who Says? by MintAYS, literature

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Who Says?

Who says that I am dead? Many are they who mock at live, breathing, eating, but dead at heart. They cling to a facsimile, lending themselves to security at the loss of a chance to do anything truly meaningful. I have passed, but I am remembered. The schools teach my name and my ways, and the common man looks to my image for guidance. I am a teacher, showing those who follow the path to walk. I am love, a thought of one who was always there, and always will be. And who are you to tell me that I am not alive? -in memory of all the teachers who have passed, yet live still in our hearts.

Flyers of Far Star pt. 2 by MintAYS, literature

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Flyers of Far Star pt. 2

Night had fallen. Or at least, it had on earth. Here, night was eternal, but it had been many hours since Bartholomew awoke. Now, as he sat before one of the few furnishings within his tiny craft, a small reading table with a light, he recorded his activities for the day within his log. “No sign of our guest. I am very discouraged, as I had greatly hoped to see my strange visitor from yesterday. Through most of the morning and afternoon, I stayed near to my craft, in expectation of another visit. However, when evening fell, I knew I must depart for a time if I yet wished to accomplish any of my goals for the day. I do have some good

Far Star by MintAYS, literature

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Far Star

It was black, blacker than anything he had ever seen, and freezing cold. There were only two or three small lights in the vast expanse of darkness; the nearest galaxies, though so far away as to be reduced to mere points of vibrancy in the dark ocean of the universe. Those few tiny lights, the flood from his handheld lamp, and the homing beacon of his craft, flickering on and off some distance away, were the only bright things he could see. Bartholomew Thiemen had not left home with the intent to strand himself on this desolate rock, many light years away from even the nearest collection of stars. On the c

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United States
Deviant for 16 years

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Current Residence: At home, writing...and crying...
Favourite genre of music: New Age
Favourite photographer: N/A
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: Ipod nano
Favourite cartoon character: Yoshi! (besides Whisper of course! XD)
Personal Quote: See my quotes folder. There's plenty of 'em.

Favourite Visual Artist

Pawy

Favourite Movies

Castle in the Sky

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Enya

Favourite Writers

Myself

Favourite Games

Super Smash Brothers Brawl (coming soon! =3)

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii!

Tools of the Trade

A pen, some paper, and a boatload of tears.

Other Interests

Writing, Music, Art, and -{undisclosed}-

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MintAYS

Jun 15, 2008

Comment Meme

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I am going to participate in my first meme. Because I can. Leave a comment, and I will: a) Tell you why I friended you b) Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etcetera c) Tell you something I like about you d) Tell you a memory I have of you e) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you f) In return, you must post this in your journal Also, as almost anyone who has associated with me has seen and/or knows of my character, Whisper, I will be posting a continuing story highlighting the various features of his species. Check in now and again, if you wish to learn who Whisper is and where he comes from

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MintAYS

Apr 14, 2008

The maniacal Builder

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I have discovered a new obsession; custom stage building in Super Smash Bros Brawl. I now have over twenty custom stages built, and over the course of the next few days I shall be posting diagrams of each, so others who do not have wi fi can enjoy them. I have also begun work on a Legend of Zelda Fan Fiction, which I am really excited about. My recent creative successes are due in large part to my discovery of a musical collection called Chrono Symphonic. Music has always been a very important part of my life, and this collection has benn of great help in a number of ways. It shall be of any greater use if my new 3rd generation ipod nano EVE

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MintAYS

Dec 6, 2007

First Entry

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Hello. This is Whisper, and this is the first entry in my DA journal. Surprisingly, I have very little to say, except to tell why I am here. I am looking for a place to post my art, my quyotes, my literature, and myself. This looks like a nifty spot to do so. Also, tere is a friend I am having trouble getting in contact with, and she has an account here, so you could say I'm stalking, but you didn't read that. Aaanyways, ciao for now!

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SweetieBelle-FiM

Jul 15, 2011

Why don't you talk to me anymore? (airbornepiggy) Am I no longer your friend? Please... Just say something. Please? So I know you're OK? That's all I want.