Victory of life

Like every gift, life comes with a price.

The feast was great but Lila felt uneasy. Her eyes wandered around, keeping an eye on her four surviving officers. If they would mention their retreat, she didn't know what the others would do to them and her. They seemed to feel the same about her, as their eyes crossed more than once. She tried to ignore the empty seats at another table. It was common to save the seats of brethren who had fallen trying to prevent a defeat. After a great meal, of which Lila had only had a nibble, the Soulless entered the hall. A devious smile masked some of the fat on his cheeks.

"My dear Rebels! Yesterday was a great day! We conquered the Necromancer city Ferinta and the Human mage's castle of Oocklace Peak! We will quarantine the people inside and make sure the threat remains contained."
He paused mysteriously and looked at Lila's table. Her officers looked away. Her dreamy gaze, on the other hand, was captured by the Soulless' piercing eyes.
"Aside from those great victories, we lost two other battles. May the souls of our dear Brethren roam alongside our ancestors forever!"
Another pause.
"I would also like to mention Lila. One of my little mice told me about her retreat two days ago. She will fight alongside the common soldiers in a victorious battle next time, or die there. I will not vouch for her until she has done so."
His words hadn't left the hall yet, or most of the attending Rebels started moving closer. They saw Lila as a disgrace to their race and wanted to punish her for her cowardice. She decided she would accept her fate, but her officers wouldn't let her. They understood the meaning of life now, and were thankful for the second chance she had given them. Lila saw the determination in their eyes and hers started emitting a lilac glow. The four Rebels turned into massive black bears, bigger then she had ever seen. Their eyes fiery red and their muzzles salivating, hungry for blood. Their will to live proved to be a great catalyst for her powers. She felt better than ever before and drew her own sword too. The Soulless was watching the display of power with an honest smile on his face. He turned to the doors and as he was leaving:
"Enough..."



(Written in Syringa Cross; episode 15 of the web story)

The ally of my ally

Betrayal puts his knife in the back of Trust.

A black eye decorated Corll's happy face as he was leading Lila through a desert. They entered a gray but lively castle not much later. Any guard could see anything arriving from miles away and a welcome party had been arranged to take them to see their leader. Lila was pleased to know Corll was important enough to be brought to there upon entering. When they entered though, things changed. Corll walked up to the ugly, fat and pretentious man who was sitting in the big chair.
'My great leader. I bring you the soul abuser who was the reason your son got killed!' He shouted.
Lila couldn't believe what she heard and before she could protest, two guards seized her. Corll continued:
'Watch out for this one, my friends. She can mess with your mind.'
The fatty rose to his feet, but didn't seem to be slowed down by his weight. He was three times as big as Corll and the fat was everywhere.
'Why should I trust you? You're only human. Who knows where your fealty lies.'
Corll seemed desperate and dropped to his knees.
'Please, great Master Morpher, I did everything I could to save your son's life!'
'Did you now? My little mice did tell me a different story to be honest. You're slow, and using runes to channel some magic isn't real power.' He gestured to two other guards and they took Corll and Lila to a dungeon. Before they left, the Soulless uttered a last warning.
'Stay away from the girl's cell, my friends. She does mess with your mind.' He smiled.
Four long days passed, while the only moment she saw some light was when they opened a small lid to shove her some rotten food. The screams and shouting was everywhere and Lila tried to keep her spirits up. On the fifth day, heavy footsteps arrived near her cell door. It was opened and the light revealed the fat contours of the Soulless. A guard took her by her arm violently. Lila knew the Soulless was not to be commanded by her magic.
'I'll have some questions for you now, girl.'


(Written in Syringa Cross; episode 12 of the web story)

A birthday and festvity

Thou shalt not steal... in an better world.

The city was filled with markets and festivity. Parades and spectators marched through the streets while Lila was looking for some food. She carried along a small basket and stole some vegetables at different stands. One of the merchants caught her and tried to grab her by the arm. She managed to escape and ran off with a smile on her face. A soldier had witnessed the commotion and chased her. At another square, she came across a parade with an elephant. Lila used her magic on the animal, it left its route and stood between the two. The lonely soldier quaked with fear as the elephant threatened to charge towards him. Lila smirked and walked up to the soldier.
"There's no need to worry, sir. Just let me go cook for a sick child on my birthday."
The soldier backed off but kept staring at the elephant. Lila walked away carefully, but did not help to change the situation. As she was roaming the streets happily, she heard a voice behind her.
"How is the child?"

(Written in Syringa Cross; episode 9 of the web story)

Life in all its beauty

This lyrics I wrote for my brother were too poetic. So I decided to here them with you all here.

I sure do hope you like them as a poem!

I

The world in all its beauty

Had never been this empty

When stripped of all its colors

Coated in white covers

When seasons skipped each other

Spring wouldn't even bother

The sun will parch the Earth 

And vaporize the snow

Autumn would cool it down

But all had been burned

I wonder if there will ever 

be another summer?

II

particle accelerator

from lover to hater

atoms shake and shiver

just like our heart's desire

Sudden end to combination

Bring forth a fusion

To the death for one

Another truth undone

Elements together

The beast is bound by tether

Birth of another couple

Evolution is subtle

III

Suddenly heavy rain pours

a strong gust spreads the spores

It's all unpredictable

Yet we think we are able

Rain turning to ice

Heaven is a place of lies

We ask ourselves why

Flowers wither and die

Sunny heat embracing us

evaporating fallen rain

accelerating our decay

Death only knows one way
 

(refr)

Let it rain

Let it shine

Let the world

Keep turning

Let it snow

Let it burn

Let the seasons

Come and go

Let me know

Let me go

Let your life

Be happy now

IV

Let me go

Remember me

My life is yours

To keep

Village of the dead

All the magic you need is inside you.

An abandoned market square in an empty village at night. The souls of the dead linger, mourning over their own death as there's no one left to do it for them. She smiled from afar and saw a great opportunity. As fast as her feet could carry her, she ran towards the square. Those lost souls would find comfort with her, but for the first time something was stopping her from collecting them. She could find no anomaly by inspecting them. Suddenly, a blunt object hit her in the back of her head. She fell to the ground and looked around with hazy eyes. A young woman raised her sword, ready to strike. The girl with the lilac eyes looked at her attacker in fear. No living soul had ever snuck up on her. The lilac magic could not move her opponent, who kept looking in her eyes. When she closed them, the sword went down but missed its target by far. After a minute, the young woman dropped her weapon and ran away. The girl with the lilac eyes did not collect any souls that day, she only shouted: Lila! My name is Lila...

(Written in Syringa Cross; episode 4 of the web story)

When Death comes.

There's a time to live and there's the moment you die.

He came at night, a black cloak floating in the void. His scythe shimmering in the moonlight, his breath cold as ice. She felt his boney, invisible hand on her shoulder. Facing him, she could only whisper his name: Death. He raised his scythe as to collect her soul. The lilac glow in her eyes could not move the One without a soul. He cut her flesh violently, but she did not vanish like the rest of his victims. Instead, a young spirit walked out of her and vanished for her. Another two walked out, protecting her from Death's violent rage. One after the other, they disappeared. Souls ready to protect their savior, their bringer of rest and peace. When Death finally came to a stop, another one hundred souls were ready for him. The girl with the lilac glow looked at him with pity as he stepped back and dissolved into the mist around him. She smiled because she knew her soul would be hers forever.

A soul a day keeps Death away.

(Written in Syringa Cross; episode 3 of the web story)

It's the journey that matters.

I came across this article which really inspired me and made me look at my craft in another way. It's called Balls of Steel: How to manage time flying.

The thing that struck me the most was this quote:
Writing is living – at least it is for me. The rhythm of the keys tapping is the heartbeat of my art. It is my blood. If I didn’t write, I would die. I mean that with all sincerity. I. Would. Die. - Jeanne Veillette Bowerman

Made In Asia 2012, Brussels

Who knows Dr. Horrible?
I went to the Made In Asia convention last weekend in a Dr. Horrible cosplay! First time ever to do that, but I think it worked out fine. See for yourself :

The world is a mess and I just need to rule it...

Spread the word ... Tell a friend!

Emerging Screenwriters contest

Hi to you all!

It's with sadness in my heart that I announce you that I failed to achieve victory... for now. I'm still very proud of what I achieved with my first screenplay!

Check out the winners of the contest! They did a great job and reached the top 10!

Greetings!

First!

You are now reading my very first post on this blog. It feels just natural that I mention my first important accomplishment!

I was chosen to be one of the top 100 finalists in the Emerging Screenwriters contest! The finalists are listed in alphabetical order by title. You want to bee looking for 'Spacial E. Corp' to see my name appear on your screen. 

This screenplay was partly written in hospital and rewritten in just two days. I am very proud of what I achieved so far. 

Well, fingers crossed for the next round! The top 10 will be announced coming weekend.

Keep your head up!