Erunion

Wait - they're making a feature length Witcher Movie? A new one? Not the (poorly rated) early 2000's one?

"Aute i lome! Aure entuluva!" - The Silmarillion, Of the Fifth Battle Translated, it means "Night is passing! Day shall come again!" That alone is a hopeful, helpful thing. But it was also two parts of a battlecry. These people weren't saying this to each other and patting each other on the back. They were fighting to make it true. Finally, the last bit 'Aure entuluva!' was the cry of Hurin as the battle turned to defeat, as tragedy surrounded him and he stood alone facing the troll-guards of the Balrog Gothmog - he stood alone, knowing he would die but buying time for his allies to escape, and each time he slew one of his enemies he cried out in the midst of despair; "Day shall come again!"

..... for a second there I thought you typed 'I am one with the flu'. Get well soon! in the meantime; "I am one with the flu, the flu is one with me. I am one with the flu, the flu is one with me...."

As another stranger walked towards him, Dannon grew increasingly surprised blood and bloody ashes! How many people are on this road today? As the man asked his question, Dannon responded - "Better now, thank you. Bloodied as you can see. May I ask who you are, and what brings you out to this light-forsaken road?" As he spoke, he noticed a woman dismount and walk on over - "What brings a large group like yourselves out here?" Visibly flustered, Dannon finished bandaging his side and awkwardly dragging his shirt over his head; "Light! Let a man get his shirt on!" "I'm sorry about that!" He said, shrugging on his armoured coat, "I seem to have had a run in with a Trolloc. My name is Dannon Al'Seen, may I ask yours?" As he spoke, he glanced over her shoulder, into the face of a crouching man, daggers drawn - At least I noticed him this time Quick as a flash, he grabbed his strung bow from the bundle and nocked an arrow to his bow, wincing as he rapidly drew it back to his cheek and called out; "Hold where you are!"

@ShadowLord_Lith ... so, got some of that taint-soaked madness there, wild channeler? Very interesting.

Propaganda. Propa-storming-ganda. I am so, so sick and tired of it. Can we all just, stop? Collectively? As a society? Can we agree that super-biased, one-sided stuff only leads to a deepening of the societal divide? I'm sick of the name calling, mud-slinging, poorly researched and completely unbalanced stuff flying around the internet (from all sides of the political spectrum. Yes, I mean yours random citizen reading this. I also mean mine.) Can we just, stop? Like, if you see something absurdly one-sided, just don't share it? And, like, if your friends do, call them on it? Super politely? That would be great, guys.

@TwiLyghtSansSparkles - in light of a recent announcement, I'll add this. It's good that you're releasing your bitterness against your parents. Bitterness leads to anger. Anger leads to hate, Hate... Leads to suffering.

@ShadowLord_Lith, @Kestrel, @Silverblade5 - you guys joining soon? @Exalted Dungeon Master and I have started just above this!

"Hah! Light man, you've done more already.... On this road? More than anyone could expect. Thank you." Saying this, Dannon cut the bandages off of his side, revealing the purple-yellow staining of bruises and a ragged cut a hand long, but shallow. Pulling out a curved needle and some thread, he began to stitch the wound shut properly, grimacing in pain all the while. "You're right man, you're right. Do you know anyone nearby we could warn? A town or village? This road has been as still as the grave for the last few days!"

A few cuts were had, but it mostly broke into chunks so I'm guessing tempered.

Noting Laeran's behaviour, Dannon relaxed. By the light, how suspicious can I get? "Trollocs happened. Trollocs on the high road. There were three. Two are dead, one fled. Unfortunately, the second one got a swing in. Coat saved my life; good steel in here between the fabric, but the blade cracked one of the plates. You have any bandages? The ones I used are soaked through." Shrugging off his blood-speckled cloak and coat, Dannon leaned back. As the coat clanged to the ground, he began to lift his shirt; underneath a roll of blood-soaked bandages held his side together. "Ah mothers milk in a cup. Just what I needed. I happened to like that shirt you know"

@TwiLyghtSansSparkles - Good for you. Holding on to anger, bitterness and resentment will eat a hole in your life and chip away at your personality. Defining yourself by them is even worse. Moving on, and moving past, is extremely healthy. Forgiveness is even better (but should never be entered into lightly or without caution, especially if the offender hasn't repented). Good for you.

So, at 7:30 this morning I heard a loud bang and a crash. And then my parents asking me for help. Turns out there glass shower wall spontaneously exploded (no one was touching it, just temperature, humidity and residual stress). So I spent most of the morning cleaning up piles and piles of glass shards. And not getting enough sleep (seriously! It's Saturday! I was hoping to make up for a week spent working til 1 in the morning by at least sleeping in until 9). So here I am, feeling super grumpy. I hate feeling grumpy. I don't want to be grumpy. I just need a hug orz.

Just had an awesome physio appointment for my screwed up neck. Got it cracked, stretched out, needled and electrified. Feels great, and finally on the road to recovery with it

So according to that it's keen as in wailing in grief... Hrmm....

That is much, much better.

If in doubt about something, PM me or post here. Cuz I know WOT. Really well. Really, really well. (For the record, I have reread books 0-11 around 8-9 times, book 12 4-5 times, book 13 3-4 times, and book 14 twice. I also have the reference book)

You're 18, plenty about your personal appearance is going to change. Mine did. And that was just 5 years ago. That's if you even should want your appearance to change significantly. And being noticed/unnoticed can be changed. It doesn't matter how tall/short you are, you can take control of situations and you can have significant personal gravitas. Its a matter of practice and training. Being physically imposing makes it easier, but is neither the only way nor the best way. It also sounds like you're dealing with some anxiety/depression? If that's the case you should possibly talk to a medical professional? But yes, I can say with some confidence that it does, can and will get better. It did for me. It did for Kaymyth. It can, and will, for you.

@Kestrel - just to reiterate what @Kaymyth said, you're only 16. You have plenty of time to blossom in whatever capacity you choose. You want to make art? Go make art. You want to be a bird veterinarian? Go do that. Throughout high school I too hated how I looked. I was and am a huge freaking babyface. I look, or at least I think I look 3-4 years younger than I am. And in high school I hated that. To be honest, I didn't become comfortable in my looks/etc. until I was 20. And even now I still struggle, even if I know objectively that there isn't that much for me to worry about. Now, one key point too for you from most of us here at the Shard: Some of us liked being teenagers, and liked high school. For many of us though? High school and the teenage years sucked. Hard. I know personally that I had no close friends until I hit university. I mean it. I had no one outside of my immediate family who I talked to on a regular basis and who really cared about me. (I had a lot of people I knew and was friendly with, but I didn't develop those friendships) I had no relationship (or even anything past a pipe dream of one) until I was in University. There was very little about myself that I liked, heck, I wasn't even really bullied and I still really struggled with myself, because for some people being a teenager was terrible. So I will tell you this right here, right now. It gets better. For some people high school is great. For others? It's among the worst times of our lives. But it ends, and we move on, and whaddya know, life gets better. Hang in there. Now, I haven't seen your art but I do know one thing: artistic outlet is important, whether or not it ends in a career you need some form of art in your life (whether drawing, music, writing, all of the above or something else altogether, 95% are compelled to produce some art from time to time! And the only way to improve is practice!). I have seen the photos you posted though, and I can tell you with confidence that you're not ugly. What you are is, like me, your own worst critic. Also, for the record, if you don't like being treated differently because of height try to channel your inner Moiraine Damodred

@LeftVash - Canada isn't that far away, is it? Plus, Canada is a great place to visit! Although, if it's too far then, well....

Dannon sat down beside the road, his side aching where he'd been hit. Looking down, he noted that a piece of his coat had been ripped off during the fight; that the metal of the armour was showing through. "Blood and ashes. Blood and bloody ashes. If it's not one thing its another. What was a trolloc doing here? Light be thanked it was alone!" With a visible grimace of pain, Dannon began to unlace his coat of Plates when he heard a traveler walking down the road, and looked up. "Hail and well met! Folly and light-blasted stubbornness it seems. I'm Dannon Al'Seen. What do you call yourself on this lonely road?" As Dannon spoke, he shifted his longspear with his foot, ensuring it remained within an easy grasp, while subtly redoing the ties on his coat.

Hey guys! Just want to decide something; how long after the last battle is this? Are we a few months after? A few years? A few decades? A few centuries?

Come now my friend! What else do you call the rest of this forum! Because Brandon Sanderson is clearly a giant in literature! (if only sci-fi/fantasy literature... for now...)

Though I stand alone amidst the ashes of friends Will I leave behind a hope to portend? For when I at last, will see my end, I know no fears that shall apprehend

@Deliiiiiightful - "I engage in dialogue in several international communities, with people from all over the globe, with the goal of increasing my understanding of the world and the people therein." "I engage in the in-depth discussion of various literary works." And those are both just the Shard!