The Life of Dash



  • //ooc note about Dash. She can't read or write…as such all my postings for her will be poems, quotes, lyrics and pictures that reflect her and her life.

    @f1a1034be0:

    The Dash

    I read of a man who stood to speak
    at the funeral of a friend.
    He referred to the dates on her tombstone
    from the beginning…to the end.

    He noted that first came her date of birth
    and spoke the following date with tears,
    but he said what mattered most of all
    was the “dash” between those years.

    For that dash represents all the time
    that she spent alive on earth...
    and now only those who loved her
    know what that little line is worth.

    For it matters not, how much we own;
    the cars...the house...the cash,
    what matters is how we live and love
    and how we spend our “dash”.

    So think about this long and hard...
    are there things you'd like to change?
    For you never know how much time is left,
    that can still be rearranged.

    If we could just slow down enough
    to consider what's true and real,
    and always try to understand
    the way other people feel.

    And be less quick to anger,
    and show appreciation more
    and love the people in our lives
    like we've never loved before.

    If we treat each other with respect,
    and more often wear a smile...
    remembering that this special “dash”
    might only last a little while.

    So, when your eulogy's being read
    with your life's actions to rehash...
    would you be proud of the things they say
    about how you spent your “dash”?

    ~ Copyright by Linda Ellis ~



  • _Red Harvest
    By Bloodsimple

    How many people can I hate in my mind
    With an intention of murder
    Have the people fear me
    The people bleeding

    Once they're conditioned, it's easy to provoke aggression
    This premonition is evil

    Killing begets more killing
    The blood lust begins
    Killing begets more killings
    The blood lust begins

    What kind of visions can I build in my mind
    To harvest the hearts of the people
    To create the fever you need a reason

    Once they're conditioned, it's easy to provoke aggression
    This premonition is evil

    Killing begets more killing
    The blood lust begins
    Killing begets more killing
    The blood lust begins

    It makes me feel alive in my eyes
    It makes all the pain subside

    Just out after sunset
    I take a walk down the streets
    Ya know, try to clear the head
    And I feel like I gotta put my fist upon the wall
    Feel the cold concrete as it tears apart my knuckles

    Take it, feel it, you freak
    I feel I'm breaking down now [x4]

    Take it, feel it, you freak
    I feel I'm breaking down

    Take it, feel it, you freak
    I feel…

    Take it, feel it, you freak
    I feel I'm fucking up

    Take it, feel it, you freak
    I can't get out

    Take it, feel it_

    After an early morning of gathering supplies and saying her good-byes to those in the Wolf's Den, Dash headed south into the deeper woods of the Rawlins hoping that she would be able to either find a cure or cleanse herself of this curse of the blood sweat.

    She worked her way slowly south moving silently as she flits from shadow to shadow. She passes through the goblins unseen, and skirts the edge of bugbear territory where she is spotted by a lone archer. He fires volley after volley at her, growling menacingly as she runs as quick as she can away from him. The archer's cries of frustration and victory as he hits or misses her with his arrows reaches the ears of a small group of his brethren who come running to head her off. Trying to keep calm as her only route of escape is quickly closing, she fumbles with a pouch on her belt, pulling out a small potion. She dashes behind a tree and presses herself against it. She quickly uncorks the vial and with one last glance around the tree, downs the potion. She shudders violently as the potion does it job…hiding her from all prying eyes. As the sounds of heavy breathing and heavy footfalls gets closer, she darts from the shadow of the tree, and flits unseen among the shadows until she reaches the relative safety of the deeper woods.

    Outside of bugbear territory, the potion wore off, she finally staggers and sinks to the ground next to a fallen and decaying tree. Her breath ragged, her skin glistening in shades of pinks and reds from her sweat, she takes stock of her wounds. Seeing an arrow sticking out of her thigh she sighs and grits her teeth as she yanks it out.

    She traveled for several days without much trouble save for her quickly healing leg when she finally reached a small fogy clearing. Quietly she drops to the ground, pressing her ear to it as she listens to the movements of the forest denizens around her. The light footfalls of a herd of deer echoes through the ground and with a grin Dash slowly stands up turning in the direction of the herd. She crouches and slowly, quietly moves forward through the trees until she spots the herd. She closes her eyes and breathes in deeply, savoring the aroma of their scent. Her lips curl into a snarl as her senses are completely overwhelmed by the desire to hunt. Crouching even lower she watches as a lone deer strays from the herd, moving closer and closer to her hiding place. Her nostrils flaring, she digs her toes into the soft ground, her muscles tensing, her fingers closing around a crude blade she keeps tucked into her belt. The deer in front of her tenses, it's head lifting as it looks around, it's ears flicking...listening for the sounds of predator. A feral growl, Dash launches herself through the brush at the deer. Their bodies collide with a loud thud and tumble together as her crude blade sinks into the deers throat slitting it. With another savage growl, Dash looses all sense of herself as the smell of it's life blood spills onto the earth. Using her crude blade and her teeth, she begins her feast...



  • Far Away by Nickelback

    _This time, This place
    Misused, Mistakes
    Too long, Too late
    Who was I to make you wait
    Just one chance
    Just one breath
    Just in case there's just one left
    'Cause you know,
    you know, you know

    [CHORUS]
    That I love you
    I have loved you all along
    And I miss you
    Been far away for far too long
    I keep dreaming you'll be with me
    and you'll never go
    Stop breathing if
    I don't see you anymore

    On my knees, I'll ask
    Last chance for one last dance
    'Cause with you, I'd withstand
    All of hell to hold your hand
    I'd give it all
    I'd give for us
    Give anything but I won't give up
    'Cause you know,
    you know, you know

    [CHORUS]

    So far away
    Been far away for far too long
    So far away
    Been far away for far too long
    But you know, you know, you know

    I wanted
    I wanted you to stay
    'Cause I needed
    I need to hear you say
    That I love you
    I have loved you all along
    And I forgive you
    For being away for far too long
    So keep breathing
    'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
    Believe it
    Hold on to me and, never let me go
    Keep breathing
    'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
    Believe it
    Hold on to me and, never let me go
    Keep breathing
    Hold on to me and, never let me go
    Keep breathing
    Hold on to me and, never let me go_



  • Dash's Thoughts on Life

    _Darkness is a lover
    when you live undercover
    I am the poison in the wine
    Secrets never spoken
    never again awoken
    and the last laugh
    is always mine…

    ~Excerpt from Assassins by Anarchy Club~_

    Dash's thoughts on Ras

    _Love was someone that you loved to find

    For just the sense to try

    To walk ahead and leave the pain behind

    If the days aren’t easy and the nights are rough

    When they ask you what you’re thinking of

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Your heart says not again

    What kind of mess have you got me in

    But when the feelings there

    It can lift you up and take you anywhere

    But the gravel beneath you and the limbs above

    If anybody asks you where your coming from

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Say yes we live uncertainty

    And disappointments have to be

    And everyday we might be facing more

    And yes we live in desperate times

    But fading words and shaking rhymes

    There’s only one thing here worth hoping for

    With Lucifer beneath you and God above

    If either one of them asks you what your living of

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    Say love, say for me love

    ~Living of Love by the Avett Brothers_



  • On one of Dash's many forays into the deep Rawlins, she pauses in a hidden alcove with a beautiful cascading waterfall. Her breath taken by the beauty of the falls her thoughts turn inwards as a rush of loneliness sweeps over her.



  • Of Wolf and Man by Metallica
    @24cd78fc0e:

    Off through the new day's mist I run
    Out from the new day's mist I have come
    I hunt
    Therefore I am
    Harvest the land
    Taking of the fallen lamb

    Off through the new day's mist I run
    Out from the new day's mist I have come
    We shift
    Pulsing with the earth
    Company we keep
    Roaming the land while you sleep

    (shape shift) Nose to the wind
    (shape shift) Feeling I've been
    (move swift) All senses clean
    (earth's gift) Back to the meaning, Back to the meaning of… Life

    Bright is the moon high in starlight
    Chill in the air cold as steel tonight
    We shift
    Call of the wild
    Fear in your eyes
    It's later than you realized

    (shape shift) Nose to the wind
    (shape shift) Feeling I've been
    (move swift) All senses clean
    (earth's gift) Back to the meaning, Back to the meaning of...Life
    (guitar solo)
    I feel a change
    Back to a better day
    (shape shift)
    Hair stands on the back of my neck
    (shape shift)
    In wildness is the preservation of the world

    So seek the wolf in thyself

    (shape shift) Nose to the wind
    (shape shift) Feeling I have been
    (move swift) All senses clean
    (earth's gift) Back to the meaning, back to the meaning of wolf and man