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Towers - 1 - 001"The sun grew darker and dimmer as the humans' towers rose taller. Some believe it was to keep ourselves from burning in hellfire as we ascended to the heavens; a marriage to nature that ensured our well-being."
~Argus Vallure

One

"Humanity had fallen unto its hubris. That unequivocal self admiration remained – even in the last of days, as they built upon where we now stand..."

Rifel crossed his arms, tapping a single foot against the harshly depressed soil; oblivious to the destruction of the young grass and flora this action would surely author. He raised an arm to gesture as if he were pointing below; his large vulpine paw implying t
Towers - 1 - 002"What do you mean -- The same as me?"  Rifel quizzed Duncan, gesturing vaguely at the fog.

"What you said earlier... It seemed to imply that because of the fog, you saw nothingness. And because of that nothingness, your mind was fettered with the possibilities of what it could contain. I simply meant to imply that I feel the same as you. Ignorance in important fields is an abomination."

"I see." Rifel said softly. "Is that truly how you feel?"

"Yes, of course. Sometimes what you can't see is more frightening than what's available to the naked eye. There could be anything down there, sir."

"You're not lying solely for my benefit? The k
Towers - 1 - 004"Ignorance is my life." Rifel admitted, his hot breath hitting Duncan in the face as he remained pinned to the soil. "It is all I need to know; and so I know everything."

Valessa cringed as Duncan took no credence from these words, choosing instead to raise his fist and bring it down upon Rifel. The sound that followed was indescribable – only signalling the extreme pain of the older vulpine.

"You crave knowledge; and so you know nothing..." Rifel continued under his breath, clearly in a pain most intense. "That pursuit of knowledge... will only bring you hurt and sorrow. Hurt and sorrow will... deliver you to death."

Duncan started to
Towers - 1 - 003The silence following this statement was almost painful in its intensity. Faced with this revelation, it took several moments for it to truly sink in: The Triumvirate wanted Rifel to take his student's life. When Duncan found the will to speak, Valessa could have sworn that, confronted with such a situation, she would have chosen the exact same words:

"Wh-what are you talking about, sir?"

"It's just as it sounds. They want me to kill you. A replacement has already been found, and--"

"And what!?" Duncan retorted. "You're going to listen to them just like that? Rifel, surely you know me better than to just... dispose of me like some pest!
Towers - 1 - 005 "Two children is all a mother may bear. This is not a rule of our leaders – but one of nature. Attempts to give birth after the thought are met with the death of a mother -- and her child. The lapine race however, is a significant exception. The ability for the rabbits to breed unchecked has led to overpopulation and famine."
~Argus Vallure

"One"

 Valessa gripped the bedsheets tightly in her paw, panting intensely as the sweat on her body became effectively a sheet of ice. It had only been a week since the murder on the outlook, but the events were still fresh in her mind. As if infinitely reoccurring; that was how she knew another scar
Towers - 1- 006
Amidst the roar of children, came young Dresden Varis, just as Valessa had expected. He held no quarter for juvenile games. Even though he was only six years old, he chose instead to cling to Valessa's leg and embrace it tightly. The allure of a child's race and the promise of extra food meant little to him in comparison.

"Good morning, Mrs. Valessa!" the young lupine shouted. "I had a dream!"

This caused Valessa to chuckle. She knelt to bring herself down to par with the younger boy. "I've told you almost every day.  It's 'Ms.' Valessa, not 'Mrs'..."

"What's the difference?"

"I can't be called a 'Mrs' until I find someone to marry.
MelancholyAt first I thought it was sweetness
All tucked up in a candy
But then I found out
It was like an herb
Looking sweet, but bitter to the root
It ripples through the air
Lands
And melts on your tongue
With just the slightest touch
It rushes through you,
sudden,
depressing,
and sinks you down
into a state
of apathy.
It plucks out
any connections
you had
and then
sticks to you like a burr.
I never want to brush it off.
everyone else pushes
it away,
but I like it there.
1916Like everyday, we kneeled down to pray;
We prayed for the Good Lord to take us home,
To flee Lucifer's wrath and Satan's gaze.

We wear the same helmets and the same thoughts,
Yet our final Amen echoed little—
A gunshot had disrupted that still night.

We rushed outside with our teeth chattering.
It had been a rather warm July night,
But we shivered in fear of a lost chance.

There he lay, with a bullet to his head
And a folded note that lay forgotten;
Three words circled our minds: Adam was dead.

We spent that night shedding tears of envy;
We prayed for the Good Lord to take us home,
But it seemed God did not want us today.
The PromiseI remember you
you fill my mind,
as stars fill the night.

I feel you near
let all else dissapear,
and the stars are shining bright.

Of centuries worth, a kiss of your lips;
from your hands, a touch.
If that's what's true, if that's what's fair;
I'd give as much.

A fleeting moment by your side
and an eternity of solitude,
to dwell on it is not for me,
nor ever I would.

As long as the breath is mine, my life is true,
and above us a sky;
I'll love for you,
I'll live for you,
for you I'll die.

On the twilight of dreams,
the time stands still
and the real-unreal merges.

In that shadowy glen,
I'll find you then, and once mor
Manipulative.You are a finger-faced blind creature, your emotions stab me in the eye.
Yet you are the sightless one who weeps with tears I ought to cry.
You advertise what I despise
which makes me wonder why
You still inflict wounds
that play terrible tunes
and make my mouth run dry.
The Dark MoonflowerA thick night coats the sky,
A star larks around the moon.
Trees are chillsome and bereft;
Reeling through dusk and marbled light.
Tears, salt ,bittersweet limes;
So opens the dark moonflower.

Beauty heals all scars,
At the dark moonflower;
I will look closer.

Gloom always fades and dies.
See the dark moonflower;
Gloom always lies.

Beauty heals.
IceA sound
Will not be heard
As you, lone, shine short-lived
Beauty, and let a sad tear run
And fall.
Forbidden Place.My loneliness is a cell
It's my imaginary hell
A fortress I built within
There are no doors
Just caged windows
Metal bars & self inflicted scars

I'm believing things that are not real
I gaze to what it is I long for
The entirety of what I'll never have
Envious of the air, pure, without care
See the nothing, and dream of me there

The veins of Insanity
Wrap like vines spiraling
Down and through-out my body
Tight at the neck
I turn blue, the color of serenity
If only you knew the force of this deception
The grasp of this torment draining my ghost

Thorns grow on every wound
My tongue galls at every vision
Hate provided me
The Malady of City LifeCool haze enshrouds the city, as dusk seeps into the waning sky.
The sky sops up the humid air, saving the moisture for tomorrow`s rain.
The heavy air floods into my lungs, and quickly overflows with empty feelings.
The feelings cough and sputter, gasp and then drown, flowing downward, dead.
I flow, by pull of habit, down the crowded streets of the city, feelingless, emotionless –
Except for the feeling of being all alone.
Dreaming the NightRestless I lie on my bed tonight and pretend that it is grass,
The heavens shine above me, not mere plaster and lights of glass.
In my imaginings I see and believe as I shrug off the caress of sleep
That I lie in a verdant valley of green in a bower of flowers nestled deep
In the new spring grass, dewy, springy, barely feeling its touch.
The comfort might have lulled me to slumber, but then and there no such
Comfort could. For the night sky seemed a vision that my wishes would invoke
With its full haloed moon brighter than the sun with its chariot and many spokes.
This celestial panorama showcased clearcut stars burning in a sea of ink
With e
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“Spy?” interrupted Mr. Alurne, in a manner quite cross. “Valessa is meant for much greater standing in this world than that of a petty information extractor.”

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In a world after humans,
where animals have evolved to rule in our image;
a group of freedom fighters vie for
separation from the tyrannical TRIUMVIRATE.

This REBELLION, aloft in the heavens with
numerous other kin, call the TOWERS their home,
majestic wonders built millions of years
ago, before the humans' extinction.

Punishing any form of disobedience with
a painful and humiliating death – The Triumvirate
maintains a steadfast societal dominance. In a desperate attempt
to gain the upper hand, the rebels have employed the services of VALESSA, a young
vulpine spy – skilled in the art of extracting information.

Sending her to The Triumvirate's Amphitheatre, the minuscule
chance of attaining key intelligence is all that stands in the way
between freedom and enslavement for all...

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Towers - 1 - 000by *KyleLambert

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I'm working on a new novel Series to publish under Lapine Literature.
You know how in Star Wars, the text scrolls over the screen to gift context to the ensuing journey?
This is my equivalent for Towers: Episode One: The Fourth Triumvir.
If people start to read and like this. THIS IS THE STARTING POINT, even though it says 000. The next one will be 001, and so on and so forth.

CHANGELOG:
12/03/12
- Changed thousands to millions to make the evolution timeline more believable.
©2012-2013 *KyleLambert
Category: Literature / Prose / Fiction / Fantasy / Introductions & Chapters

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Critique by *MaddyMonstahh Jun 2, 2013, 9:14:56 PM
This introduction to what seems like a great series really packs a punch. The idea of animals taking over in our place is interesting and not done before. I like it! ^-^ There is a slight bit of confusion in the beginning, which turns to mystery as the passage goes on. It makes me want to read more.

I found no mistakes on it either, it was well thought out and well written. Overall, I think it was a really great work, and I think you should keep it up. I wonder where it is going to go... Hmm... Great job! :clap:
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Critique by ~wildspirit-celina Jun 2, 2013, 4:49:51 PM
starts on a pretty good way, i think this would be interesting and wort reading
i may guess this is something like a introduction, it is short but it gets my attention
as i can see this is chapter 000 so i think the story/novel would be of about a hundred short chapters, i think thats good so people dont get to lazy or tired to read a really long chapter
i hope this turns out to be great (i say this with almost every book i end up liking xD)

i hope you can finish this project and not abandone it like many artists/writters do :)
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~stanleythecat Jun 1, 2013  Student Artist
Cool
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*KyleLambert Jun 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Thanks sir ;)
I do like the prospect of a cat being able to use DeviantArt
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~stanleythecat Jun 1, 2013  Student Artist
Lol and I'm a girl ;)
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*KyleLambert Jun 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Oh sorry! I Couldn't tell from the icon
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~stanleythecat Jun 1, 2013  Student Artist
It's ok homie! I'm a tomboy so.., yeah doesn't bother me! I wrote a journal about the premium thing
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*KyleLambert Jun 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Thanks for your support!
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~stanleythecat Jun 1, 2013  Student Artist
Your welcome I don't care about winning just help another artist out ;)
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*SpiderMilkshake Jun 1, 2013  Professional General Artist
Whoa, I like this prelude... I'm very intrigued by the scrolling text style...

Question: Are the non-human animals evolved to be more anthro? Or are they in their ordinary forms as we know them?

Intrigued... :meow:
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*KyleLambert Jun 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Anthro!!! :)
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~xxxNOSCOPZxxx Jun 1, 2013
this a very interesting story im intrigued :D
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