sobota, 28 maja 2011

Two faces of humanity

I thought that day will never come. It’s so funny. Can u believe that I felt in love in this long, human legs? This drill in my heart. Awesome feeling. I have in front of me her pretty face. Her smile is compelling. I don’t have enough power to resist her beauty. Why this is so strong? I miss her like I miss my dad. Maybe in little other way, but it’s full of vivid emotions. I’m really emotional dwarf. Sometimes I think I’m not dwarf at all. Why? Dwarf can’t be type of emotional Gnomeo (Gnomeo is known from his famous romance with Juliet)! It conflicts with stereotype!
Like on example:

Dwarf must be strong!
Dwarf must have beard to his knees!
Dwarf (the real one) must be warrior with enormous axe!
Rules of being dwarf are simple as you see. This are our race-characteristic symptoms.

But what with love? Can the real dwarf be in love? Is there any possibility that the grim murderer will be the calm and friendly in his home? War always have an influence on dwarf being. The eyes of Death can completely change the people. Same as look of Love. It’s the sense of life! These two fantastic mighty powers!
Did u ever feel real love or real danger?

Like me? The Dwarfogan is destroyed. The city of ghosts. The ruins of forgotten hope. I don’t know why I’m writing it right know, but it’s stronger than me. I can’t hide my emotions. I can’t hide that I feel real love and real danger in once. The capital city of all Dwarfs is ruined. I’m alone. Nobody is my brother anymore. The world is full of empathy. The world is full of enemies- enemies, who live in Scarlet Kingdom.

I’m training hard from now. My muscles must be bigger. I must be a one man army. I must fight for my previous happiness. The revenge for my dad is closer. However I’m still dreaming about that he is alive. Is he? I don’t know. I don’t know nothing. I must find the way how to blow up the Glorious Victory, the capital city of human motherland. As I said I’m going to Scarlet Kingdom to face the sad reality. To find my love (long-leg love especially), my father and the real…
Journey to my heart to meet Love and Death together.
Together! Why?! Because I’m Dhungor the Observer and I want my vengeance! I want to kill Love and Death together! Am I crazy? Not. I’m just the real hero, who knows the two sides of this coin:
Coin of humanity.

środa, 25 maja 2011

Poetry of Happiness

The night is awesomely clear. There are no clouds, what give me the better possibility to see the beauty of stars. My iron will is unbreakable. Some of my goals are still in the sky. In the fog of future. We’re only humans (or preferably dwarfs) . We don’t know anything about next day. Life is unpredictable. The most important thing is that we can’t give up. We can’t give up easily. The hard work of my muscles will give me the advantage in the incoming wars and ambushes. We must be strong.
-Call to arms already started. What are you looking for? Most of our brothers are on the front fighting for Dwarfogn. Don’t waste my time please!-
The alchemic of indomitable. His lion heart was stronger than the hearts of the bravest heroes. However he wasn’t a type of craftsman, who can accept compromise. For him everything was just black or white. Dualistic world without virtues between them. His crazy, ratty eyes were looking for occasion to improve his position in society. The industry was concentrated on war industry and no one needs the love poisons etc.
The stronger we are, the more alone world is. No place for humanity. Only anger. Violence. And painful hypocrisy. What we are so serious? Why he was so serious?
The Dhungor misery was completely reasonable. He was sitting on the alone rock and singing the well-known song of his lovely troubadours. The dwarf song of the dying world. When will come the day when all of negativity will disappear? He was still waiting. He still remember his dad. In love memory. It was touching and moving.
-I miss you, dad..-

Poetry of Happiness

When the sad is in your head.
When the face Is full of wet.
When the coziness is only a word
Choose the glory, pick up your sword!
Fight for the legacy, for the pride!
As a world is long and wide!
Be the man, the dwarf of frost
And drink so much, drink the most!
We can’t give up! The game isn’t over!
The perfect dwarf, the perfect lover!
Choose the sky-road, choose the win
Even that the life is full of futile sins
The perfect dwarf, the perfect knight
Full of glory and everlasting night!
Night means long party, long party and glory
This is the first step of be-dwarf ceremony!
Be-dwarf ceremony! And glory!
Hicks!... and hangover, don’t worry..

sobota, 21 maja 2011

What is the secret?

This day is the first day of my new life. I’m not blind anymore. I see things I’ve never seen before. The dimension of unlimited power of imagination. The floating ideas. I want to discover myself in the direct way to my brain. My aim is clear – gain the knowledge about our true legacy and answer the question “What is the secret of life?”. My journey start in that moment. I’m Dhungor the Observer!

I live in small town on eastern side of the country. I have many family members, but anyone believes in that I can change my destiny. I don’t want to be stupid miner. I’m not interested in minerals at all. I’m not interested in magic, money and even alcohol. Not, I’m not a stupid dwarf! I’m the explorer! I want to be known as the biggest cartographer of our realm! I must begin the journey to capital city of Dwarfogan, because this is the name of our country. Dwarolegan – the place of beginning for every dwarf. The enormous halls are shelter for many families. The families which are divided into three groups:
-Producers (especially miners)
I’m son of Khrozlord. One of the best miners in the history of Dwarfogan. His average work per our was about 213% of required daily work. His muscles, strength and durability were amazing even as for dwarf. But he died few months ago. I don’t know where. I’ve asked almost everybody, but the only answer was that he is now in the better place. How?
I must find the way to explore my own imagination. Firstly I’m going to Scarlet Kingdom. The homeland of all noble humans. I’m not from aristocratic sphere, but I believe that somewhere there is somebody who can help me. Help me to solve my problem and try to find my father. Without him the industry of Dwarfogan is falling down. The danger is really close, because the sad dwarves don’t want to work above the norm. So how we can make any progress in future strategy? The only way to fix it is find the remains of my father. I’m still thinking that alive remains. He wasn’t a type of dwarf who can give up. He was ironman with shiny, strong soul.
Soul of eternity.
The most important thing is that I have hope. I have hope and it provides me to my aim. To realize the price of this personal victory. Probably it would be the biggest test in my life. Probably it would be the last test my life. The past isn’t important. The key is answer. Answer for question: “What is the secret of life?”

środa, 18 maja 2011

The start of new hope


I’m new blogger here. I want to show my ideas about life. About world around me, because this reality isn’t the best which we can discover. I’m the fantasy fan. I love these feeling s connected with unreal characters, adventures and scary monsters. I love being a hero. I love being a creator of this world. I love my imagination. My main aim is to show you the unbreakable shape of human ideas. This is the reason why I’ve started this blog.
Do u want to be my companions in the world of evil?
Do u want discover the unimaginative reality in your own brains?!

Yeah, I want too.
Something about me?
My name is Patric and this is the only thing, which I can say about me. The our destiny begins in that place and now I will be real Game Master without my real background! Be ready for epic stories!

Let’s start in Nowhere. The place where Great Creator is making his puppets. He paints their smiles. Smiles of death. Because the death is answer for all of the questions. Have you ever seen the gaze of death? Why do u feel strange when do you look on the portrait of masked reaper? The reason is simple: