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Chapter Twelve: Kyle Richards
My mind was still slightly jumbled from being out cold, but I heard what Aria said. At last, I knew that she felt the same way as I did. However, I knew that admitting that now would make the whole situation worse, so I chose to say nothing. It made my heart ache to know that the feeling was mutual, but also that I couldn't do a single thing about it.
We carried huge masses of the soft clothes that belonged to the vicar and the choirboys into the main hall and split them equally. Then we laid them to suit our own wants and needs onto a different pew each. Our makeshift beds were still uncomfortable, but they were a hell of a lot more comfortable than just the pews, or just the hard, cold stone floor. Hell, it was a bed. I'm not sure any of us cared really. We had somewhere dry, safe and warm to sleep for the night. What more could we want? Well, other than to not be in this position in the first place.
In the middle of the church, where the four aisles met, we sat, each of us sitting in the entry to another aisle. Martha was the only one with any food, so we ate some of what she had. I'm so glad that she remembered to put in a tin opener. Never in my life before have I been so hungry that I've been willing to eat cold beans from a can, but that night I did.
Nobody spoke while we ate. The silence expanded and filled the whole room, suffocating the air. Eventually, I spoke up. "So… Martha. You're a Christian then?"
She nodded and said nothing. I looked quizzically at Jason and Aria for a prompt, but Jason steered clear of making eye contact with me, and Aria just glared at Martha. What had she done? Killed Jesus?
I couldn't stand the silence for a moment longer. "What the hell is up with you all? Did you all have a huge catfight while I was knocked out or what? Come on! Spill. Now. You can't hide it from me forever you know and the longer you say nothing, the worse the situation will get. So just spill. I'm on to you after all. You might as well." I paused and looked around; each of them avoided my gaze. "Well? I'm waiting."
"I don't know what I've done wrong," started Martha.
"You don't know? How can you not know?" Aria screamed furiously. "I told you before! Or can you not remember? You called everyone in this world practically sinners and saying they were all damned to hell and that you were perfect and all that shit! You disgust me. I think you should be damned to the depths of hell. And that Jesus Christ of yours? And this God too? All crap. All lies."
"You can't say anything about the Lord and his son. You'll anger him. You're blaspheming! You'll be condemned for sinning!" said Martha worriedly.
"Lies. All lies," responded Aria with a straight face. "I'll tell you what. If I'm condemned to the depths of hell and all this, I'll see you there. You stand there all high and mighty saying you're perfect and that everyone but you is a sinner, but you know what?" She paused for effect. "What have you ever done personally to help the world? Eh? Have you ever gone and worked your arse off in a voluntary place for homeless people? Have you ever given money to charity? To a homeless bum on the street? Ever? Well, have you?"
"N… No," stammered Martha. "I haven't. But I've never sinned, so I'll be accepted into heaven with open arms."
Aria snorted, "Yeah right. Like you'll ever be accepted into heaven. Like there even is a heaven for you to be accepted. You can't explain the unexplainable! That is why it is unexplainable! Human knowledge is finite. The universe is infinite. There are going to be some gaps in human understanding! Just accept that, and we can all get on with our perfectly non-religious lives. Jesus Christ."
"So, what did she do exactly?" I said uncertainly. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks as though she's just a slightly insane religious nutter. Sorry," I apologised to Martha.
"I fought to try to save that six-year-old girl, yes?" I nodded. "This crackpot is saying that she deserved to die because she was a sinner. I mean, really. A six-year-old girl? A sinner? What sins has she even had time to do? What is there that a six-year-old can do? What?" Aria directed the last words at Martha, screaming it and almost crying. "I fought for someone else's life and I failed. You standing there telling me that it is okay, she was damned anyway doesn't help. You know what?"
"I don't wish to argue with you Aria," said Martha calmly. "I merely voiced my opinion. I don't know what is wrong with that."
"What is wrong with it? You said a six-year-old had sinned! Wake up! Open your eyes! What is there that she could ever have done? If you can answer that, I'll go and surrender myself to the zombies. Are you happy now?" Tears were streaming down her face, her voice was going hoarse and her cheeks were lined with a beetroot red colour.
"Look." I said, calmly. "I think I know what is going on here. To be honest, I think I'll have to agree with Aria here Martha. There isn't a thing that a six-year-old could have ever done to deserve to be sent to the depths of hell. I know I've only just met you, but I'm not afraid to say that you're wrong. You aren't dead because whoever is the cause of this mess, wanted us all here. If they wanted us all here, chances are that they wanted us to fall out and argue. Arguing gets us nowhere apart from dead when we're out there. Fighting those zombies has to be done as a team." I spoke evenly, trying to be democratic about it.
Jason piped up, "I agree. Arguing is a no go from now on. You want to argue? No. Nope. No way. Uh, uh. Nada."
Aria chuckled, "I think we get the point now. Look, Martha. It has been a hard day. We'll call it quits for now, but I swear no more of the 'everyone who dies has sinned' crap. Okay?"
"How about we all go to bed now? Maybe some sleep will calm us down and, besides, we should probably do what it said in that text. I don't have a clue what is going on, but we'd better just roll with it anyway. Not like we could do anything about it anyway," I chuckled dryly, trying to lighten the mood slightly.
Clanging and clattering, we all helped to pack away whatever we'd taken from the bag that belonged to Martha that could be of use another day and climbed into our personalised beds along the pews. I was sharing a pew with Aria, our heads nearly meeting in the middle. I lay on my front and so did she, leaning on her elbows. Breathing deeply, I looked at her. I mean, really looked at her.
Despite having a few speckles of blood left on her, she was perfectly clean. Her skin radiated happiness and sunshine. A healthy red-pink covered her cheeks. I nearly lost myself in her deep, startlingly bright green eyes. Like two emeralds, they lit up the room when she opened them and her lush blonde hair fell in loose ringlets across her eyes. She lifted a hand up to her face and brushed away the wild hair, putting her fringe back into place also. Watching her closely as she did this, it made me realise how much I actually wanted to hold her, for her to be mine. Why had it taken a zombie apocalypse and nearly dying for me to realise that?
"Have I got something on my face?" asked Aria, laughing.
"What?" I'd no escape from this one. "Erm. What do you mean? Something on your face? Well, you missed a couple of spots of blood, but nothing major." I was well aware I was sounding like an idiot.
Aria just chuckled even more, her laugh floating around the room like an innocent, angelic ghost. "You're acting weird today, you know that?" she asked, grinning wildly. "Are you sure it wasn't your head you'd hit? 'Cause I think it may have been hit a little too hard."
"Oh yeah. Actually," I said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. "It was my shoulder. I'm pretty sure of that."
Carefully, she propped her head up onto her hands before continuing. "We haven't had a really good talk for ages. I mean a really, really good talk. Where we discuss everything that has happened since we last had a close talk. It must've been ages since we talked like this last…"
"It was yesterday," I chuckled. She really was forgetful sometimes.
"No way! I think I'd remember it! Mind you, we've had to deal with the whole apocalypse thing. That has disturbed the regular schedule slightly."
"You don't say?" I grinned. I loved talking to her like this. There wasn't a thing we couldn't talk about. Well. Almost nothing. "Anyway, what did you even want to talk to me about? What is there to talk about?"
"Well. What about when you woke up earlier? When exactly did you wake up?" she said nervously, chewing her lip.
"I woke up when you were having that argument with Martha. She seems nice you know." I tried to be calm, to keep my heart from running marathons inside my chest. I chuckled dryly. "You really should stop shouting at her so much. You'll end up losing your voice you know."
"Yeah, and when was the last time I lost my voice?" she joked. I knew the answer. Of course, I knew the answer. She'd never lost her voice. "Besides, how well do you actually know me?" she gasped.
"Please don't tell me there is an axe-wielding, murdering maniac standing behind me," I said in a stage whisper.
"Right. I've decided. You'll have to answer ten questions about me, and then I'll answer ten questions like you. How about that?" I nodded. "Okay. Are you ready? Right. Question one: What is my star sign?"
"Sagittarius," I didn't even need to think.
"So, question two: what date is my birthday?" she said with a smirk.
"The thirteenth of December."
"Okay, you're doing well so far." She winked cheekily. "Question, what are we up to? Oh yeah. Question three: what is my favourite colour?"
"Favourite number?"
"Six hundred and sixty six. Or, the number of the beast, the devil, whatever you want to call him."
"Lucky number?"
"Thirteen. Same date as your birthday." These were so easy.
"Okay then. I'll make them a little harder. What is my favourite item of clothing?" The quizzical look on her face never moved.
"Your trilby hat that just so happens to still be perched on your head. Nice one by the way. Keeping it on your head, I mean. Especially during all the fighting." I chuckled slightly as her mouth formed an 'o' shape.
"Okay. Question number, wait… I lost count!"
"Question number seven," I offered. "Only three more. At least try to make them hard," I teased.
"Alright then… what is the shade of my favourite lipstick?" she laughed. "If you know that I'll -"
"Revlon. Number three–five–three. Pearl cappuccino."
"How did you know that?" she exclaimed loudly. The echoes came back like waves, powerful and loud. "Have you been stalking me or something?"
"No," I answered evenly. "You only ever buy and wear that shade and that make. You have done since the start of high school. How would I not know it? You always buy it when I'm there!" I winked. "And anyway, what is wrong with me stalking you? I thought you liked it!"
Aria finally closed her mouth. "Alright then. I still have two questions left, right?"
"Nope. You asked me how I knew what lipstick you wear and then you asked me if I stalked you. I answered both truthfully. Am I free to go?" Not waiting for a pause, I yawned and turned to lie on my back. "I'll just be getting to sleep now then."
"Wait! What about my ten questions about you?" she asked confused.
"We need a good night's sleep. I suggest we go to sleep now. Anyway, we'll probably need it for tomorrow night." After that, I closed my eyes and pretended to fall asleep. What I actually did was lie awake and listen to the sound of Aria breathing periodically as she went to sleep. It was soothing and calming to me, like the waves rolling up onto the shore of an empty beach. I lay awake listening in the dark until well into the night.


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Diwaker Gupta wrote: > David Crossley wrote: > > It would be better to have it in our SVN. > > In that way, if you are absent at the time that we do > > the next release, then we will still be able to update it. > > No rush with that part of course, but that would be preferable. > > I can put it in SVN, thats not a problem. But it still needs to be published > *somewhere* -- that was my main concern. Is there a way to host it under > forrest.apache.org somehow? Aha, i see that you have been misunderstanding something fundamental. It needs to be published via our normal document publishing, just like any other document. We have other files there too, e.g. mirrors.cgi and .htaccess file, and raw files linked from some pages, e.g. there are some pre-prepared dtdx/*.pdf There are various ways of delivering raw files. See FAQ. Just linking to daof.xml seems to work. Maybe you do understand the mechanism for publishing our website, but i will describe it anyway. One day i will put it into a howto. The source files go in our site-author and then after one of us generates the site then we would 'svn commit' to the separate "site" repository, which gets automatically 'svn up' on the server to form our website. So we have these two repositories (and more): https://svn.apache.org/repos/asf/forrest/trunk ... forrest-trunk https://svn.apache.org/repos/asf/forrest/site ... forrest-site To publish the website manually, do the following. It is good to get a feel for how it all happens, then use the forrestbot most times after that. svn update forrest-trunk svn update forrest-site cd forrest-trunk/site-author svn add content/whatever (adding entries to site.xml etc.) forrest site diff -rq build/site ../../forrest-site | grep -v "\.svn" ... Ensure that the differences are what you expect. cp -Rf build/site ../../forrest-site ... Now do the usual stuff in your forrest-site working copy: 'svn update' 'svn status' 'svn add' 'svn diff' 'svn commit' Or use the forrestbot as described in trunk/etc/publishing_our_site.txt which you already did sucessfully recently. If the doaf.xml file was not going to be linked anywhere then could take a shortcut and not do 'forrest site'. Can keep the two files synchronised manually. The same as what happens with the .htaccess file. The source is at forrest-trunk/site-author/content/.htaccess and the "generated" file is at forrest-site/.htaccess -David
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Apologise - Jezebel
Her mother stared at her, wide-eyed and irritant. Her father was smirking at her with triumphant expectancy, waiting for her to give in, because she always did.
And it tripped out of her, stumbling and falling, because there was no way in hell she would apologise to him.
"No! No, I will not apologise, Mum! I can't apologize for what I haven't done, which is give in and let this bastard take over our lives! I won't give in, I will fight him for my life, because he doesn't deserve to see my face, let alone hear my apologies!"
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Music is the greatest power on Earth
I was inspired to write this poem while watching Pink Floyd performing "Careful With That Axe Eugene" from the Live In Pompeii DVD. This poem is about what I feel music really is. Each stanza describes a different instrument.
Music is the greatest power on Earth
Music is the greatest power on Earth
Electric conveys amplification; it is the sound of the soul
Every broken heart, falling tear, flash of rage, warm smile, passionate kiss and leap of joy
Is strummed like caressing a woman
Picked like striking a match
Wailed like pulling a man to safety
Hammered like a rivet gun
Bent like the rules of emotion
And slid like grinding rust off an iron plate
It becomes electrified and is then picked up
And finally fills the air with its melody through a big wooden box,
Drifting through the atmosphere as beautiful, eternal sound
Wood, metal and electricity in our hands paints Heaven in our minds
A heartbeat is rearranged in rhythm as the pounding of bass fills the body,
The vibration rattles the bones and rumbles with force and strength
It forces movement
Brings to rise
Waves fists
Stamps feet
Rocks heads back and forth
So much more than a background noise, it is the backbone of any music,
It brings out the dancer in all of us
Time is kept eternal by bashes, crashes, and booms
Seemingly mindless on their own, just loud sounds of wood on metal and hide
But together they become synchronized, perfect, precise, clever and beautiful
From sharp little cymbal strikes piercing our ears to great walls of sound
Bashing against our very soul like storm waves pounding against a sea wall
Again and again the waves come, knocking you back
Spreading endless smiles and cheers among a massive ocean of faces
Watching every move, every stroke of the stick and the feeling that evaporates off the tight skins
Keeping perfect time, forever bashed into the side of history.
A sound is heard and felt drifting through the air,
Above the energy of the gods comes a sound filling the atmosphere like water over silk
A cry is heard; clear and distinct in perfect harmony with the band
So many sounds, so many emotions are projected
The sharp tears of joy and sadness enter the soul as ivory and ebony rise and fall
A more distorted, distant sound is felt rather than heard, when fingers press down on electrics
The sound dissolves into the air, lingering after every gentle press of the keys to our soul
The heart can return to its relaxed, mellow rhythm once the harmony enters the blood
Flowing around the body, chilling the skin, trembles the spine and blurs the eyes
It is the voice of the soul, whispering to us through black and white
Words can beautiful on their own, but passed through the lips of some
Transformed into the words of gods,
Words we wish we could have said,
Portraying how we feel better than how we thought we felt,
A story of life
Of love
Of happiness
Sometimes no words are heard, but instead emotion through pure sound is conveyed
Travelling right through our bodies like smoke through a tree
Man learned to speak, but humanity turned it into art
Music is the greatest power on earth
Only could humanity create such a medium of power, time, emotion, art, soul and melody
In one form, in such a beautiful way as this
Commanding our attention, ensnaring our minds, changing heart beats
Like a pied piper beckoning us to dance
Yet in the end all is just sound, noise travelling through airwaves
But it has always been
And always will be
The greatest power on earth


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I have to admit… I haven't watched Idol for the last two seasons. I really did try the season after we were introduced to Adam, but I just couldn't get into it. I mean, how could I after they finally crowned an actual "star"? In any case, it seems like I'm not the only one. Ann Powers says "there are no more songs to sing" in this article she wrote for NPR.
"Tonight, when Ryan Seacrest announces who has won the 11th season of American Idol — when the confetti falls and Jennifer Lopez sheds a perfect dewy teardrop and Randy Jackson's thought bubble explodes with "Dude, that was a moment moment MOMENT" and Steven Tyler purses his immortal lips in that vampire-connoisseur way he does, smelling the perfume of another sweet young victory — I will be out to dinner with friends, far from the agony and ecstasy finalists Jessica Sanchez and Phillip Phillips will endure. After six seasons of following Idolas a critic and unashamed enthusiast, I've finally found myself truly bored while watching the show. Not even the soul ministrations of my latest favorite, third-place finalist Joshua Ledet, could cure my disaffection."
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An avalanche came swift, fast and unexpected for the Boston Bruins, who were unable to properly fight back against it. After a six-game win-streak, including preseason games, the Bruins felt its first defeat of the regular season. The first loss of the season was brought too early, after only playing two games.
The Bruins exited their third straight regular season home game with a huge goose egg for goals. From offense to defense, no player showed the urge to drive the puck in the back of the net. Sure they peppered Avalanche goaltender Jean-Sebastien Giguere with shots, however the Bruins were not willing to score a "garbage goal" or search for a non-obtained puck to sneak in the net.
Coached by former Colorado Avalanche goaltender Patrick Roy, the Avalanche entered TD Garden with an unbeaten 3-0 record and left with a more embellished 4-0 record. Late in the first, Ryan O'Reilly got the puck into the back of the Bruins' net on a power play, which proved to be the game-winning goal. In this goalie battle, only one shot squeezed between the pipes, unfortunately into the Bruins' net.
The Bruins were simply unable to get the lucky bounces in their 39-shot effort. It was not the lack of shots on net that delivered their loss, but was the absence of their drive to score like have had in the past two games against Tampa Bay and Detroit. Even though the Avalanche came away with a victory, the Bruins outshot them. Bruin goalie Tuukka Rask faced 30 shots on the night, saving 29, while Avalanche goalie Jean-Sebastien Giguere saved 39 difficult shots.
Milan Lucic demonstrated how penalties are always major reasons why teams lose. Less than a minute remained on the clock in the second period when Lucic had an altercation with the Avalanche captain, resulting in matching roughing penalties. However, the sin bin would hold onto Lucic for an ten extra minutes because of a misconduct. Without him for half of the third period, the team showed how much he was needed.
On the bright side, Lucic and his line, consisting of David Krejci and Jarome Iginla, combined for about 25% of the shots on the night. The line generated multiple scoring opportunities, but fell short due to the poor job of crashing the net and looking for loose pucks that popped out.
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Paul Bendel manages the events team for Tech Titans, specifically the special interest forum council, the Awards Gala, the annual golf tournament, and the Tech Industry Luncheon. He has been a chamber of commerce professional for thirty years and had prior careers as a news reporter and play-by-play announcer for several East Texas radio stations. Paul completed the US Chamber of Commerce Institute for Organizational Management, the Basic Industrial Development Course at Texas A&M, and has earned the Certified Chamber Executive (CCE) administered by the American Chamber of Commerce Executives Association.
Drew Snow
Vice President, Member Services
Drew Snow engages with Tech Titans membership as vice president of member services. He ensures that Tech Titans members have access to Tech Titans offerings that make the greatest impact to their business. Previous to his work at Tech Titans, Drew worked with the US Chamber of Commerce as their executive director of corporate Relations. Other gigs include software sales and 20 years with the Dallas Morning News and the Dallas Times Herald. His degree is from Southern Methodist University.
Amy Alexander
Director, Marketing and Communications
Amy Alexander is the director of marketing and communications and came to Tech Titans in 2011. She manages branding, the websites, newsletters, media and publications. Amy previously spent 10 years at Texas Instruments and has her MBA and journalism degrees from Texas A&M Commerce.
Mike Skelton
Vice President, International Business & Innovation
Mike Skelton joined Tech Titans in 2011 as the vice president of international business development and is charged with helping members increase exports and improve overseas supply chain networking. He has more than 27 years in high-level executive management in high-tech businesses, mostly in the Silicon Valley. Mike has a bachelor's degree of business administration from Western Michigan University.
Molly Ulmer
Chief Governance Officer, Legislative Affairs
Molly Ulmer has been with Tech Titans for 15 years. She manages the Board of Directors, Executive Committee, Advocacy Team and special projects. She has a B.S. degree from Texas Tech University.
Dave Galley
Director of STEM Workforce Initiatives
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Dave Galley is a long-time educator and engineer who actively partners with local school districts to encourage distribution of STEM content and access to professionals in tech fields. Prior to coming to Tech Titans, Dave was the director of engineering technology at Collin College.
Pamela Tomasello
Member Services, New Accounts
Pamela Tomasello is a part of Member Services for new accounts at Tech Titans. She joined the Member Services team in March 2010. She graduated from the University of Texas at Dallas with a degree in Marketing and International Business. She has lived in Richardson for nearly 30 years and assists the community by volunteering across the city in her free time.
John Jacobs
Executive Vice President
John Jacobs has been with Tech Titans for 20+ years. He provides support for the the cloud computing, manufacturing and design, and drones special interest groups. Previously, he was vice president of economic development in Garland and was a successful real estate broker.
Lucynda Beane
Manager of Accounting and Human Resources
Lucynda Beane is the Accounting and HR manager for Tech Titans. Before bringing her talents to Tech Titans, she served as a policy services and account analyst for The Torchmark Corporation headquartered in McKinney. She proudly grew up and continues to reside in the North Texas area. She serves on the Budget and Finance Committee.
Sylvia Palmer
Member Services Manager
Sylvia helps Tech Titans members get connected within the organization. Before coming to Tech Titans, Sylvia focused on providing high-quality customer relations to clients at Bank of America for more than eight years.
Kedzie Arrington
Administrative/Legislative Intern
Kedzie Arrington joined Tech Titans in 2013 as the administrative and legislative intern. Along with managing the advocacy website and assisting the board, Kedzie uses her problem solving and organization skills with the member database, website and marketing initiatives. Prior to joining Tech Titans, Kedzie worked at a law firm and received her bachelor's degree from St. John's College in Santa Fe. She currently attends UT Dallas as a post baccalaureate healthcare major and is well on her way to medical school.
Julie Grauel
Julie Grauel is the first welcoming face you will see when visiting the offices. Julie comes to us from Presbyterian Village North, a community for retirement, assisted living and short-stay rehabilitation services. She wore many hats during her tenure there. Julie also worked at Bombardier Aerospace – Flexjet in Richardson for nine years.
Allen Wise
Member Services Sales Representative
Allen Wise is Tech Titans' sales associate. Allen is a former mortgage associate with Washington Federal. He is a graduate of Austin College, where he had a double major in business and history. He also was an all-conference offensive lineman and national player of the week multiple times. Recently, he went back to school to earn his masters degree in taxation. His hobbies include fishing, boxing, traveling and fighting with his kitten, Chubs.
Jenny Mizutowicz
Director, Marketing and Research
Jenny Mizutowicz is a marketing director for Tech Titans. She supports marketing, communications and research efforts for Tech Titans. Jenny has a BBA in marketing from UT Austin and an MA in emerging media and communication from UT Dallas. Before coming to Tech Titans, Jenny was the communications assistant at the UT Dallas Callier Center for Communications Disorders where she implemented the Center's first social media marketing strategy.


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Secret of a Lost CivilizationMature
Closing the curtain just before the sun came up, Dante gave Melody a kiss before she got her own rest. The events of what happened in Encante weighted heavily on his mind. He had only ever lost complete control once, and that was the night his powers awakened. The Demon had come forth at midnight, taking his awareness, and his home away from him. It had destroyed his family's home and forced his father to disown him, casting him out of the lycan community, from which he had grown up in. His mother had told him the story of how the last bear came to his own death. It was Dante's father, along with the former leader of the Blood Claws Eric who had killed him because he couldn't control the demon.
Dante's uncle Joseph had been the former bear lycan, he had strived his entire life to control the demon that raged in his veins. Unfortunately, the power that he gained as the demon was eventually his undoing in his quest to lead the Blood Claws. Dante's father wasn't at his birth because he was tracking Joseph to end his brother's curse and keep it dormant for the 16 years it would take for the demon to resurface. Moments after his father dealt the fatal blow to a sleeping Joseph, Dante was born, unknowing to his father, becoming the bearer of the Demon curse.
When Dante's father had banished Dante, his mother, who was an elemental magician, gave her youngest son a piece of her magic. "Use this to stay one step ahead of them. I may not be there for you, but as long as I don't hear that you're dead, I'm always on my baby's side." She kissed his forehead one last time before telling him the last piece of information she could, "Your father has convinced the council to give you one year to master your curse. They will send wolves for you, they will claim to be friendly, and they will kill you when you let your guard down. Don't stop fighting, ever. Do you hear me?" He nodded. "Good, I love you. Stay strong." He had walked away with tears streaming down his face; a 16 year old boy with little experience in the real world and told to survive. He promised himself he wouldn't lose himself or his life.
Over the last decade he had fought for his survival, he had loved and lost. His fiancé had been taken from him, the family he thought he would get, stripped in the night while he was hunting to put meat on the table. He never liked killing, but when those he loved were threatened or hurt he wasn't one to sit idly by. All this was because he bared the curse for his own kind, a fate he never asked for, but wouldn't wish it on anyone else. The curse would be his hopefully for another 30-50 years, but what if he could keep it indefinitely. Saving those of future generations from his fate; the Atlanteans lived extremely long lives, and they were no different from humans, at least when their city sank.
He had intended to go get an early morning workout in the gym, but decided to stop and talk with Atlas and Elseron. Knocking on the door urgently, Atlas opened the door quickly. She looked like she hadn't slept at all for the last 48 hours, her hair was a tangled mess, and she had dark circles under her eyes. "Dante? What a surprise, what brings you here so early? Shouldn't you be in bed with Melody?" she rubbed her eyes sleepily.
"I'm sorry I woke you, I'm usually working out by now, but something came to my attention. I need your help in this matter."
"No worries. Come in, do you ever sleep?"
"Five hours a day. Sometimes I wish it was less. Where do you think I disappear to towards afternoon?" he let this little insight into his life be known. "I can sleep when I'm dead." Atlas raised an eyebrow at this last statement. "Speaking of which, I have a very important topic to discuss with you and Elseron."
"Well I hope you won't be dead anytime soon," puzzlement rang clear in her voice. She led him into the room her and Elseron were sharing. "Elseron, Dante is here."
"I was wondering when I would see you again. If you're interested, I have a spot on the royal guard for you." Elseron sat up, still all bandaged up. "What brings you here this early in the morning?"
"What makes you so long lived?" Dante cut straight to the point. The Queen and her Champion looked nervously at each other. Some unspoken conversation was happening between them.
"No outworlder knows our secret. I'm sorry, but I can't disclose one of our most precious treasures with a non-citizen." Elseron had an apologetic tone in his voice.
"Damn it Elseron, I saved your life. We have fought together more times than I have with anyone else. You know my curse, not many people do, and hopefully no one else ever will. Not even Melody." Dante was not happy being left in the dark, treasure or not, "Please, I must know."
The Atlanteans exchanged looks again, "For your actions to protect Elseron, I will give you the knowledge you seek. Know this, if anyone ever finds out, the royal guard will have your head. There is a rune, it stands for life." Elseron sat up and moved so that a rune, on his left shoulder-blade, was visable. "With special ink, this is tattooed into every Atlantean's flesh, and is blessed with the rulers magic. Giving the person incredibly long life, of up to a 1500 years." She glanced at Elseron, "As long as the person doesn't use up that magic and shortens the life length of the rune. The rune can be redone, my father did so, part of the reason he lived to be 3,000."
"Is it possible for a non-Atlantean to gain this rune?" he felt out of place for blurting out this question.
"It has happened before," Elseron spoke up. "After about 200 years he went insane, his mind wasn't capable of wrapping that much change in his lifetime. He ended his life when he realized his great-great-great-granddaughter was dying of old age." Elseron looked up from his memories, "Why do you ask these questions?"
"I don't want another lycan child to deal with the demons whispers like I have. They have their own demons to deal with, let me keep them from this terror. Please, I would like to receive the rune." Dante had never been so serious in his life. "I hate my own species, but I would never want a single being to bare this curse for as long as can be." Melody came to mind, he hadn't felt this way for a girl in a long time, she was young, but she would live forever. And he had fallen in love with her. "I have also found someone who will outlive me if I don't do something about it."
"The ritual is something that can only be done in Atlantis, you have until we return there to change your mind." Elseron was straight forward, "I hope you can live with this decision my friend. We will grant your request."
Standing up, Dante grasped Elserons arm, "Thank you." Bowing to Atlas, "Thank you your highness, I would like to become a citizen of Atlantis when this is all over with."
"I would be honored if you would become a citizen of my rule." With that, Dante left the room and went about his morning routine.


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NAUGATUCK – Tug Valley rained down 13 3-pointers against No.4 seeded Sherman, on Tuesday night to take the win by a final score of 92-43.
A storm formed above the Tug Valley High School Gymnasium like the Panthers were summoning their super powers. That super power is the ability to shoot the long ball. Tug Valley scored 50 points in the first half, that stunned the Tide and ignited the home crowd.
The Panthers stormed the gates at the beginning and won the first period by a score of 31-12. The Panthers shot 70 percent from behind the 3-point line making 7 of 10 3-pointers. Calvin Blankenship set the speed with the first points of the game, a 3-pointer that was followed by many more. The Panthers jumped ahead on a 7-2 run and Tyler May nailed a 3-pointer to push the Panthers faster.
The Panthers applied a full court press on the Tide to start the game and it worked to perfection. With 3:33 left to play in the first, the score was 14-8 until May hit another 3-pointer. May started a chain reaction as he nailed one more from way downtown, then Garrett Brown hit a 3-pointer to make the score 26-10. Calvin Blankenship hit the next 3-pointer as the final minute began to slip away.
The Panthers didn't let the break between quarters affect them, heading into the second period the Panthers were almost unstoppable. Jeremy Dillon laid in an easy lay-up to start the Panthers scoring train. May nailed another 3-pointer and then another one after that. Brown hit another 3-pointer and the Panthers evolved from boys to basketball "Mon-Stars." Dillon swatted a Sherman shot back down to the floor, Johnathan Blankenship jumped over the entire Sherman team for a loose ball, and Calvin Blankenship hit a pull up jumper to put the Panthers lead at 30 points with 4:46 remaining before halftime.
The Tide mustered up some fight and scored six points while the Panthers took a breather. Panthers Head Coach Ed May noticed the sudden sloppy play from his team and called a quick time out with just under two minutes to play before halftime. The Panthers ended the second period ahead 50-25.
The nets were still smoking as the Panthers hit the floor for the third period until the lights suddenly shut off. The storm created by the Panthers shooting had knocked the lights out. The crowd collectively gasped as the gym went dark; but the brief twenty minute intermission was welcomed by both teams.
Tug Valley went on a 15-0 run in the first four minutes of the third quarter. During that run Calvin Blankenship received the ball on a fast break and smiled when he turned towards the goal and saw no one in front of him. He picked an angle and threw down a dunk that whipped the crowd into a frenzy. May added another 3-pointer directly after.
The Sherman players were beginning to get more physical, obviously out of frustration. Johnathan Blankenship was shoved hard into the wall by a Sherman player and the Panther bench erupted. Johnathan Blankenship sprang up quickly and continued to play. Sherman scored 11 points in the third but the Panthers scored 28, making the score 78-36 at the end of three.
The Panthers bench took over in the fourth and continued the shooting lesson. The crowd hit hysteria when Alex Carter hit a 3-pointer from the left corner. The big man, Brett Ooten, surprised himself with a 3-pointer, then gained full confidence when his next 3-point attempt slid through the bottom of the net. The Panthers had combined for a total of 92 points as the final buzzer sounded from a true collective team effort.
The Panthers leading scorer for the season, Dillon, was not without a few moments to add to the high-light reel. Late in the second quarter Dillon brought the ball down the floor and went behind the back straight into a cross-over that made the Sherman defender in front him appear to lay down in a trance. The Panther crowd reacted accordingly.
Dillon finished the night with 11 points, seven assists and three rebounds. May finished the night going 5 for 6 from behind the arc and shooting a total 67 percent for 17 points. Brown went 3 for 5 from behind the 3-point line and scored 11 points as well. Calvin Blankenship led the Panthers in scoring with 21 points, shooting 82 percent over-all.
The Panthers team stats from the game show them shooting 62 percent from the floor making 23 of 37 shots, 59 percent from behind the 3-point line making 13 of 22 shots, and 61 percent altogether making 36 of 59 shots. Tug Valley went 7 for 10 from the free throw line.
Following the win Panthers Head Coach Ed May said, "I feel like we have played our best basketball here at the end of the season, throughout the season I think we got off to a little bit of a slower start than most people expected. There was a learning curve to over come, the kids had to adjust to me and I had to adjust to them. I feel like tonight was the best half of basketball we have played.
"I'm glad we didn't come out flat and overlook them (Sherman), Everyone around here already has us in Charleston but I keep telling everyone we have to win this one first," added May.
The Panthers advance through the second round of the Region 3, Section 1 tournament and will face Van this Friday at Tug Valley. Van upset the Man Hillbillies Tuesday night by a final score of 63-53.
May said, "Now it's time for us to focus on Van, we will get some tape on them and study up. I know they are guard oriented and we are looking forward to the game."
Score by quarters:
TV: Jeremy Dillon -11, Johnathan Blankenship -4, Chandler Runyon 7, Tyler May -17, Corbin Oliver -4, Alex Carter -3, Garrett Brown -11, Calvin Blankenship -21, Colby Savage -8, Brett Ooten -6,
SH: Will Hensley -3, Caleb Duncan -17, Logan Kauff -2, Blake Nelson -4, Bailey Kirk -6, Tyler Pettry -2, Jacob maynor -5, John Craig -2, Hunter Breeden -2.
(William Plaster is the sports reporter for the Williamson Daily News, he can be reached at 304-235-4242 ext. 2274 or at [email protected] or on twitter @sidplaster)


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Hola Freshers. Congratulations on landing in one of the most sought after institutes of this country. One year ago at around the same time, I was attending the Orientation Programme. The Dean of Student Affairs (DoSA) was speaking about the inevitable aspects of college life and then he said, "Now I am going to speak about the thing that you all have been eagerly waiting. Department Change." That's when I knew that this was a sort of craze amongst everyone, just like getting into IIT was. DoSA spoke as frankly as he could. Most of the students come here after making a committment to themselves, full of determination. But, Getting up at 5:30 in the morning one day and 9:30 the next day, is not determination. Rather, getting up at 7 everyday promptly is.
So if you are really determined, this piece is for you. First of all, get acquainted with the exact rules of department change. The UG Rules and Regulations file, which might have been mailed to you contains all of it. Many students remain in doubt regarding that. Clarify yourself.
The main thing that one must keep in mind is that department change and securing a good cg is NOT an unsurmountable job. The only thing that is expected is sincerity, self discipline, persistence, consistent determination and belief in self. Studies are not at all tough. My personal experience is that if you do even a fraction of what you did for JEE Advanced, you can get a cg more than 9.0.
If you aim for depC, that doesn't mean you can't ivolve in other activities. If you are an excellent time manager, then you can join any society you like and successfully manage your studies too. Keep yourself regularly up to date and your concepts crystal clear. Regularly attending all the class despite how sleepy you feel reflects your determination. I really felt that the things that you learn in class from the good profs, you no longer need to study them from any other book. Just practice a few questions and you are done. Sometimes you may find some profs no up to your expectations. Their teaching may bore you and you may not understand what is being taught. Such things happen with everybody. But still, attend their classes. Try to understand. Keep pushing and don't settle.
More than often, you will feel demoralized on seeing others studying a lot, being able to solve a problem with the flick of an eyelid with which you have been struggling. That's the point when faith in yourself will help you. Don't worry. Your peers are as much intelligent here, if not more. But the difference in result reflects sincerity and hard work, not intelligence. So compensate your intelligence with hard work. Study smartly. Don't study everything. Study only what is being taught in class. If you find a topic immensely intersting and want to study more on it, certainly do it. But not at the expense of not paying attention to other subjects. Maintain a balance between all the subjects. If you don't like any subject, still study it mechanically, pretend as if you are having fun. You might even have a little fun by accident!
And sometimes it happens that a student does not score good in the first semester and gives up hope after seeing the last year's depC statistics. DON'T YOU DARE DO IT. The cutoffs for any department do not follow any particular trend and vary largely every year. So don't give up hope. The contrary is also not an exception. Often, people score an awesome cg in the first sem too and cannot do so in the second sem. The reasons for this are purely personal and only you can prevent it from happening. Refrain from it.
Needless to say, there a 'n' number of distractions. After all its college life, what do you expect? Self discipline will help in such moments. Form your ideals and abide by them. Work hard. You can always enjoy after completing your work. Another thing, don't try to study everytime. Keep a fixed number of hours and complete your study within that. Remaining time, do what interests you. Watch tv series, movies, socialize, learn something new, read books anything. Obsession is good but overindulgence is a dacoit.
Once again, read the file UG Rules and Regulations. About 10% students getting out or coming into a dept. and all those rules. Best of luck to all of you. Enjoy your first year experience. Trust me, KGP has to offer many new things to learn apart from academics.Rajarshi Khan