A Tale of Passion & Powermetal, of Petals & Steel
There once was a girl and there once was a song. Emily and Soldiers of the Wasteland were their names. This girl I dated for the entirety of the sweet, surreal summer of 06', burned me some music, of which I had none.
Amongst this collection was a shining force that vaporized all the pop, country and rap that had been thrust upon my ears all my life; that force was DragonForce and their Soldiers of the Wasteland.
The imaginative lyrics and sheer movement cast new morphing molds in my mind, casting images of this girl who consumed my thoughts and myself dashing through and through shade veiled landscapes as moonlit silhouettes and unlocked a threshold to something monumentous ...
That summer, i listened to nearly nothing but the other music she'd givenme and Valley of the Damned - DragonForce. It was good stuff [!],and too, it was good times; all was right with the world. At one point we explored the countryside behind and beyond her house, our aim a place called the Hobo cabin.
All the while ringing through my head, "... in the land of desIRE, your heart filled with FIRE...". On the way, we went too far and were chased back a pair of dogs sent by a farmer on the horizon.
yet, as with most things worthwhile, that summer did eventually come to an end, along a thing called us... but the imagery and my fever for the powermetal associated with it, had only just begun ...
Through that majestic melody I saw us dashing though woods and plains as moonlit silhouettes. It was an amazing and surreal summer, filled with passion and powermetal. but it did come to an end. I had never been physically domineering, and as I was about to open up to that, she ended things. And being the obsessive crazy person I am, searched every possible outlet of salvation, but there would be none. I spent many, many moons roiling in my desires, seeing no point in revealing my truths, for what would they bring about but a whole lot of nothing. The very thing that had been on my door step for two months, now taunted and tantalized me every day. She drove, and I did not. I finally saw this to the the barrier it really is. Until I had a car I couldn't have the relationship I wanted. All the artwork you've been seeing over the past year, that's her, that's Emily, and the subsequential fall from grace. The feeling of futility was ... unreal. My only solace was a playlist of powermetal and techno that was allegorical of US, tentativly and cheesilly called _______, which became _______ (sorry I need to get these names copyrighted, and that costs MONEY!) The more I listened and arranged the songs, more complete my vision, the further I fell into a frenzied internal love induced madness. I even baked her a damn birthday cake and brought it to school for her, which was appreciated thankfully. I'll never forget that searing strife, not as long as I live. KNOWING that no matter what you do, it won't make even the tiniest difference [see: The Heart of the Unicorn]. I even tried to convince myself that I was just obsessed with this person and that it would fade away. But she was a part of a mainstay group of friends, and I routinely found myself bemused by her mannerisms, and as such my efforts to break away from her stranglehold on my heart were to no avail.
I revealed everything on Valentines day, and I was relieved. To have expunged that darkness, was a happy day indeed, but as expected, no miracles, though my female friends were cheering me from the sidelines, I knew what was to come. Still I felt somewhat refreshed and though I am still not over this Emily, I was ready to to move on.
The whole ordeal spawned a character named EtK (Emily the Kupocious) who now is known simply as Autumn. She seems to absorb characteristics of the women I love and admire, whether I like it or not. She's a leech upon my already askew mental state.
The experience generated a tremendous amount of art. Some the best went into mt Art AP Portfolio. I poured my soul into that concentration, and I wound up getting a 2 of 5 on it! I suppose excellent use of color, composition and movement weren't what "they" were looking for.
Powermetal Inspired Art!
Lost, Inky Adrift ~ Evilized - Dream Evil
Follow Me ~ Follow me - Gamma Ray
Trek by Night ~ Children of the Night - Dream Evil
Trek by Night II ~ Chasing the Dragon & Children of the Night - Dream Evil
Come, Run With Me ~ Soldiers of the Wasteland - DragonForce
Inundated ~ Heart of the Unicorn - Gamma Ray
Fire Fire Dire ~ The Fire Below - Gamma Ray
Soul Asunder ~ Hellfire - Gamma Ray
Darkness Exponential ~ The Departed (Sun is going down) - Helloween
Ursurp the World ~ Strange World - Gamma Ray
The Moonlight Is Ours, Only For Tonight ~ Only For the Night - Dream Evil
Dawnblade ~ Souls Lost in Endless Time - DragonForce
Ascension ~ Revelation - Gamma Ray
Swirling Farewell ~ Trail of Broken Hearts
The others are inspired by various game music. I'll add them too, if you're interested.
I had vowed that there could never be a P&SII, but when the wheels of my imagination begin to turn a certain direction there is no stopping them ...
TO BE CONTINUED
There once was a girl and there once was a song. Emily and Soldiers of the Wasteland were their names. This girl I dated for the entirety of the sweet, surreal summer of 06', burned me some music, of which I had none.
Amongst this collection was a shining force that vaporized all the pop, country and rap that had been thrust upon my ears all my life; that force was DragonForce and their Soldiers of the Wasteland.
The imaginative lyrics and sheer movement cast new morphing molds in my mind, casting images of this girl who consumed my thoughts and myself dashing through and through shade veiled landscapes as moonlit silhouettes and unlocked a threshold to something monumentous ...
That summer, i listened to nearly nothing but the other music she'd givenme and Valley of the Damned - DragonForce. It was good stuff [!],and too, it was good times; all was right with the world. At one point we explored the countryside behind and beyond her house, our aim a place called the Hobo cabin.
All the while ringing through my head, "... in the land of desIRE, your heart filled with FIRE...". On the way, we went too far and were chased back a pair of dogs sent by a farmer on the horizon.
yet, as with most things worthwhile, that summer did eventually come to an end, along a thing called us... but the imagery and my fever for the powermetal associated with it, had only just begun ...
Through that majestic melody I saw us dashing though woods and plains as moonlit silhouettes. It was an amazing and surreal summer, filled with passion and powermetal. but it did come to an end. I had never been physically domineering, and as I was about to open up to that, she ended things. And being the obsessive crazy person I am, searched every possible outlet of salvation, but there would be none. I spent many, many moons roiling in my desires, seeing no point in revealing my truths, for what would they bring about but a whole lot of nothing. The very thing that had been on my door step for two months, now taunted and tantalized me every day. She drove, and I did not. I finally saw this to the the barrier it really is. Until I had a car I couldn't have the relationship I wanted. All the artwork you've been seeing over the past year, that's her, that's Emily, and the subsequential fall from grace. The feeling of futility was ... unreal. My only solace was a playlist of powermetal and techno that was allegorical of US, tentativly and cheesilly called _______, which became _______ (sorry I need to get these names copyrighted, and that costs MONEY!) The more I listened and arranged the songs, more complete my vision, the further I fell into a frenzied internal love induced madness. I even baked her a damn birthday cake and brought it to school for her, which was appreciated thankfully. I'll never forget that searing strife, not as long as I live. KNOWING that no matter what you do, it won't make even the tiniest difference [see: The Heart of the Unicorn]. I even tried to convince myself that I was just obsessed with this person and that it would fade away. But she was a part of a mainstay group of friends, and I routinely found myself bemused by her mannerisms, and as such my efforts to break away from her stranglehold on my heart were to no avail.
I revealed everything on Valentines day, and I was relieved. To have expunged that darkness, was a happy day indeed, but as expected, no miracles, though my female friends were cheering me from the sidelines, I knew what was to come. Still I felt somewhat refreshed and though I am still not over this Emily, I was ready to to move on.
The whole ordeal spawned a character named EtK (Emily the Kupocious) who now is known simply as Autumn. She seems to absorb characteristics of the women I love and admire, whether I like it or not. She's a leech upon my already askew mental state.
The experience generated a tremendous amount of art. Some the best went into mt Art AP Portfolio. I poured my soul into that concentration, and I wound up getting a 2 of 5 on it! I suppose excellent use of color, composition and movement weren't what "they" were looking for.
Powermetal Inspired Art!
Lost, Inky Adrift ~ Evilized - Dream Evil
Follow Me ~ Follow me - Gamma Ray
Trek by Night ~ Children of the Night - Dream Evil
Trek by Night II ~ Chasing the Dragon & Children of the Night - Dream Evil
Come, Run With Me ~ Soldiers of the Wasteland - DragonForce
Inundated ~ Heart of the Unicorn - Gamma Ray
Fire Fire Dire ~ The Fire Below - Gamma Ray
Soul Asunder ~ Hellfire - Gamma Ray
Darkness Exponential ~ The Departed (Sun is going down) - Helloween
Ursurp the World ~ Strange World - Gamma Ray
The Moonlight Is Ours, Only For Tonight ~ Only For the Night - Dream Evil
Dawnblade ~ Souls Lost in Endless Time - DragonForce
Ascension ~ Revelation - Gamma Ray
Swirling Farewell ~ Trail of Broken Hearts
The others are inspired by various game music. I'll add them too, if you're interested.
I had vowed that there could never be a P&SII, but when the wheels of my imagination begin to turn a certain direction there is no stopping them ...
TO BE CONTINUED
