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Name, Lonnie. Age, old. Likes, Shinhwa, writing, reading, sleeping, laughing, designing, creating, dreaming, life. Is, sarcastic, antisocial, strange, a bum.
Im a lil tard that hopes someday she'll grow wings and fly, or atleast just lay in the sun and sleep the day away.

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Tuesday, January 09, 2007;;

The Oracle - Chapter One (Draft) & Notes

The Oracle looked at Aladdin with her bright wide eyes, "I know all that has happened and will happen, but I am bound to the rule of one. One question only."

Chapter One -

The sun had set several hours ago, its fadeing orange glow taking the warmth of the desert with it. The night sky had taken over, and the land below it responded by turning into a sea of blue sand. In the distance the sun marked the horizon, teasing the poor peasant who didn't long for the scorching heat of the desert's sun but the warmth the day time brings. The rags that covered him provided him little heat as his body tried to make up for it by shivering violently. His dark eyes scanned over every sandy dune in hopes for a city, shelter, or light, just in hopes someone, something would come but all he could see was the teasing horizon. The wind picked up it's pace around the old man pulling at his cape making him fall back into the dancing blue dust. It engulfed around him like a small tornado, little specks falling into his already bloodshot eyes.

He cried out frustrated and laid back into the sand letting it drown him into the dry soil. He held his eyes tightly shut but his tears still escaped him. "What future is there for me now?" he sobbed.



"He desired your wife." A feminine voice responded in an apathetic manner, "but you already knew that."

The peasant man's eyes and body shot up at the divine voice, "Who...who are you?" he gaped at the bright woman before him. She was enclosed with a white light marking her form and features; white hair cascading behind her for what seemed like miles disregarding with gravity and the roaring wind around her. Her body, small, glowed brilliantly with the light forming a dress elevated above the ground, even the shadows were a form of light. Her skin was even captivated by the light, creating the purest shade of white possible. However what stood out most about her was her face, that showed neither happiness or cheerless, her eyes could not be seen in to. "...an...an...angel?"

"I am bound to the rule of one. One question only." She answered in an apathetic manner once more. A slender finger pointed in the opposite direction of the teasing sun, "Go into the darkness and you will find your hope, do not follow the sun for it will continue to drift away."

The peasant man, still gaping and daring not argue, tumbled through the sand, turning towards the darken-in sky. "...and you will find your hope." Echoed within his mind, taking strong strides into the darkness, somehow forgetting within seconds of the marvelous creature that stood behind him.



She stared after the man, her lips loosing their stern hold forming a heavy frown and her eyes lost their glow showing the dark brown shade glistering with tears that was hidden behind. "Sorry" the woman's voice whispered, as finally the light swallowed her into a jade gem perched on a golden rod. It fell back into the sand letting the sand bury it deep within the earth's surface.

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Author's Notes: My Oracle is based off of Disney's Aladdin and The Forty Thieves Oracle from the movie. My brother was watching it one day and for some reason that time (compared to like the 80 other times I've seen it) a story idea popped into my mind for the Oracle. I'm sure there's probably some actual legend behind it that I haven't been able to get my hands on it yet.

Anyway, I don't own the movie (copyright wise), blah blah, but can I say I own the character? I don't know...but I DO own the story line and idea and anything similar (names, characters, plot) is purely on coincidential. Yadda yadda yadda...enjoy. ^^

*Also as a first draft I remain the right to say I need to do a lot of editing, yes I know. Okie dookies~