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Split Text by Rubin Starset
July 6th, 2006 8:46 PM
I've been wanting to complete this task every since I started playing SF0. I'll let the split story explain why I'm getting to it just now.
One day a boy, from his home, noticed a forest that looked grand and interesting. He wanted to go exploring there, but it was late in the day, he told him self there would be more time tomorrow. The next day came, in the morning the forest looked like it had shrunk, it didn't look interesting at all, and he felt that his time was wasted as he walked through it.
The day moved on and as he was returning home he finds a cave opening, this brought up his interest again, thinking that there may be more here. The cave looked deep, he could see some sort of light coming out of the opening, but beyond his view. The day was running short, the sun was about to go down, time was something he felt he needed more of before he should enter the cave. Made a note of the location and went back home.
After sun rise the boy grabbed some gear and left his home. The cave opening was farther then he remembered, and once he finally got to it, it didn't look as it did the day before. He was pretty sure he could see the end of if now from where he stood at the opening, and there was no light. As it was almost past mid day, not wanting to waste another half trekking back home for nothing, he entered the cave.
As the boy was exploring this cave he now found not to be as interesting as before, he cursed time in the back of his head. The moment his curiosity peaks at the introduction of an experience not presented to him before, time beckons, brings him back to his home, to what he finds as the norm. He found time as being a mean trick to his existence, and wished he was allowed all that there was, or none at all, not this little bit that's tied to a string and waved in front of him, out of reach.
During his thoughts he realized that it was getting dark out, and he had yet to find the light he saw the other night. Cursing out loud, telling him self how not to bother coming out here every again, he noticed something in the corner of his sight. There was a pool at the bottom of the cave, and just as he approached it, just as the sun light dropped from the opening to the cave, the pool began to glow.
He started to construct a plan, to return to the pool tomorrow, to start the day earlier, to squeeze more time out of what was given to him. Turning to leave back up to the cave opening, he stopped. Being cheated by time wasn't something he wanted to happen again, ever. Facing the pool now, he took a deep breath, and stepped in.
The boy never returned home.
I wrote this sometime in January. The text was split into seven parts, one paragraph each. The last one was just the last line in the story (someone's going to find that fucking spooky). Slipped into a few mail boxes close to where I live.
Since I wrote the story I've gotten a better handle on time management, though I still feel the same about wanting to get more out of my days. My hopes are those that end up reading the bits of this (or the whole thing?) may understand that there just is never enough time for everything in a single day.
One day a boy, from his home, noticed a forest that looked grand and interesting. He wanted to go exploring there, but it was late in the day, he told him self there would be more time tomorrow. The next day came, in the morning the forest looked like it had shrunk, it didn't look interesting at all, and he felt that his time was wasted as he walked through it.
The day moved on and as he was returning home he finds a cave opening, this brought up his interest again, thinking that there may be more here. The cave looked deep, he could see some sort of light coming out of the opening, but beyond his view. The day was running short, the sun was about to go down, time was something he felt he needed more of before he should enter the cave. Made a note of the location and went back home.
After sun rise the boy grabbed some gear and left his home. The cave opening was farther then he remembered, and once he finally got to it, it didn't look as it did the day before. He was pretty sure he could see the end of if now from where he stood at the opening, and there was no light. As it was almost past mid day, not wanting to waste another half trekking back home for nothing, he entered the cave.
As the boy was exploring this cave he now found not to be as interesting as before, he cursed time in the back of his head. The moment his curiosity peaks at the introduction of an experience not presented to him before, time beckons, brings him back to his home, to what he finds as the norm. He found time as being a mean trick to his existence, and wished he was allowed all that there was, or none at all, not this little bit that's tied to a string and waved in front of him, out of reach.
During his thoughts he realized that it was getting dark out, and he had yet to find the light he saw the other night. Cursing out loud, telling him self how not to bother coming out here every again, he noticed something in the corner of his sight. There was a pool at the bottom of the cave, and just as he approached it, just as the sun light dropped from the opening to the cave, the pool began to glow.
He started to construct a plan, to return to the pool tomorrow, to start the day earlier, to squeeze more time out of what was given to him. Turning to leave back up to the cave opening, he stopped. Being cheated by time wasn't something he wanted to happen again, ever. Facing the pool now, he took a deep breath, and stepped in.
The boy never returned home.
I wrote this sometime in January. The text was split into seven parts, one paragraph each. The last one was just the last line in the story (someone's going to find that fucking spooky). Slipped into a few mail boxes close to where I live.
Since I wrote the story I've gotten a better handle on time management, though I still feel the same about wanting to get more out of my days. My hopes are those that end up reading the bits of this (or the whole thing?) may understand that there just is never enough time for everything in a single day.
