Maharg67's Den (shorter works, short stories, poetry, etc.)

[Maharg67]

Pagafyr, the poem is inspired by the style of Zen poetry and that is probably about as far as I can go in giving it a classification, a label. I like it if people just read such writings, hopefully get inspired, and not worry about its presentation. :ohmy: :smile: :yes: :woot: :turned:

[Maharg67]

http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt9/Dragonpen61/Forum%20Additives/rep_Tardis_500-1-1-1.jpg

 

Doctor Who!? Escape: Sixteen
One 16.1[17]

 

TiSuzane, at the DocTARDIS, began to detect very unusual signals that were subtle and hard to pick up even with the very advanced Timelordic technologies that she had at her disposal. She went over gathered data and reanalysed it to discover that the malformed ones were being drawn by the signals to go to one place. It was disturbing to realise that they seemingly were heading towards the same coordinates that the Doctor was going to, that they were heading towards the same research development base.

 

She sent out some warning alerts to the Doctor, who quickly acknowledged those messages. With other Timelords being in the area, the communications were kept to a minimum. The Doctor was not too pleased with allowing so many locals into the DocTARDIS, though they were in a special isolated area, but he would not have them destroyed either.

 

TiSuzane visited the refugees as much as she could, given the demands on her time. She did not like all of them, found some to be trouble makers, but enjoyed the company of some others. The TARDIS refugees called their area Tardistown. It was about then that she began to note some odd patterns amongst the refugee population; with assistance, she began to more carefully study those odd patterns.

 

As she walked amongst the adjusted areas, many quite large and with fake holographic skies, she picked up a 'sense' of growing tensions. There were those who considered that all of the so called malformed were evil and should be exterminated but they were a minority. Most of those seemed to be immune to the Z-infestation, to have some kind of anti-infestation inside them. Yet so did another minority who were transforming, were being altered of mind, body and spirit; not only that but they seemed to be having a subtle positive influence on those who were close to them, genetics wise and just by physical positioning. She would need to study the situation more.

Edited July 14, 2015 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt9/Dragonpen61/Forum%20Additives/rep_Tardis_500-1-1-1.jpg

 

Doctor Who!? Escape: Seventeen
One 17.1[18]

 

The Doctor gained access to a hidden security transport network and the expedition was able to make good time, reaching the very outskirts of the secretive research development complex. The first thing they encountered was the mad confusion of a great big battle zone but one in which the fighting was over. Robots, androids and remotes were busy salvaging hardware; amongst the smashed machines were dalek like zaleks and two kinds of daleks, each with distinctive features; one kind were the Master serving dalek clones and the other were true Imperial Daleks. There were scattered cyborg soldiers of three kinds, odd other dalek machines of other kinds and yet other battle machines including dalek, and Timemaster, robots.

 

Except that those forces had seeming been fighting not each other but another threat, had joined together to fight that other. What they had fought was not easily explained but there were strange scrape marks, burn marks, and even drag marks. Something most bizarre had been there, ripping great circular holes in walls and other surfaces.

 

The Doctor found wounded and sent them back to the DocTARDIS, included wounded dalek creatures. He also had some items sent back along with records of the area. The Timelord androids assisted him to record valuable data.

 

He did not like what he was 'sensing' with his very acute Timelord psychic abilities. Something very powerful, very ancient, very alien and very evil had destroyed many of the forces there before driving away the others. There was also the odd impression that somehow that entity had used the evil, of those forces, to draw them into an ambush; it had drawn them in and then had attacked with such sudden, brutal, overwhelming force that even an alliance of those forces had not saved them from defeat.

 

Though he could not 'sense' anything directly Timelordic about the dark entity, the Doctor gained the feinted impression that it was linked to the Timelords and to Gallifrey in its own most ancient past, that is even before the Timelords came to exist. Gallifrey, before the rise of the Timelords, was supposedly impossible for Timelords to time travel to.

 

Which was when a most strange, and shocking, idea came to him; was the world that he was on actually a primitive earlier Gallifrey; was it the home world of the Timelords to come? He wondered how such an idea had come to him and how he could prove it to be either true or false.

 

When asked, Kellite shrugged as if it had no importance. "There were three native peoples here, on the NewEarth, when we Terrans arrived. They were, are if they survived the infestation, primitive survivors of something that they called the Pure Empire of Harmony. They were content to keep a third of this world to themselves, letting we Terrans to have the other two thirds. They called this world Gallifrey. The Terran Empire cheated them, giving them just about a sixteenth of the world; they just vanished. Many have speculated that those beings might have caused the infestation in revenge."

 

The Doctor shook his head. "I have a nagging sensation that the truth is more complicated than that story for the name you give me, I have heard it before in a strange context; I can not remember just what it was. I will use a special meditating technique to try to recall the truth. There is something here that worries me greatly."

 

Kellite realised that she had said something more important than she had first guessed; she frowned and shook her head slightly in puzzlement.

Edited July 14, 2015 by Maharg67

[Deleted54170User]

Pagafyr, the poem is inspired by the style of Zen poetry and that is probably about as far as I can go in giving it a classification, a label. I like it if people just read such writings, hopefully get inspired, and not worry about its presentation. :ohmy: :smile: :yes: :woot: :turned:

 

Maharg67, on 31 Mar 2015 - 7:39 PM, said:http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_images/underground/snapback.png

It is the norm that people expressing personal opinions consider them to be 'reasonable' while those with counter views consider the same to be unreasonable. It is also far too common that neither will even pause to give the other view a more objective look but will become fixed in their opinions and become engaged in a fanatical battle of beliefs instead of a more rational debate.

Maharg67, Graham, 2015AD

 

You were one of the first to offer information that I found helpful. I do not understand what you mean by Zen poetry. is it a form for forging poems?

 

Your words about people, in general, showed me you are a man with an academic degree of understanding. Those words, started with, "It is norm...". I wondered if you might have knowledge on the poetic question I asked you, which would help me understand poetry forms forged so, so we people better comprehend each others meanings.

 

After all, isn't that what this Website about, helping each other to get a better education and making friends in businesses?

[Maharg67]

Pagafyr, Zen Buddhist poetry is a kind of poetry! Below are some examples! None are of my making, being very old in origin.

 

 

Old pond,
frog jumps in
- splash
Basho

Though I think not
To think about it,
I do think about it
And shed tears
Thinking about it.
Ryokan

A world of dew,
and within every dewdrop
a world of struggle
Issa

[Deleted54170User]

It has been interesting.

 

Thank you for the information.

[Maharg67]

In this post are both a reposted earlier episode, and a new episode, of the Curse of Quamaire.

 

http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt9/Dragonpen61/Forum%20Additives/ce322fb4-0bc0-48ab-b7a3-5bc9ffb07539_zps7p9gtnde.jpg

 

The Curse of Quamaire
One 54.1[54]{54}

 

The daedric message was from MehrunesDagon, being one of the Sixteen Daedric Princesses known of in the Septum Empire and much else of Tamriel. MehrunesDagon, like his kind, was loath to give up secrets but the message warned that the True Great Enemy was an ancient Daedric Deity once known as the Daedric King AristaKura. That there was such a entity as a 'Daedric King' surprised most, but not all, of the leaders. Neither Drake Septum (Eternal Warrior) or the Quatirans were surprised and neither truly believed that AristaKura was really the True Great Enemy.

 

The message gave just a short description of how AristaKura had become a twisted thing of undeath. AristaKura had been an unwise monarch, greedy and arrogant even by daedric standards; he had also been beset by dark, twisted, addictions. In the end the Daedric Queen had led a great attack on AristaKura but in the battle she, and other Grand Daedra, had been so damaged they had retired into deep self exile in their own Oblivion Realms.

 

Drake Septum sat at a big table with other leaders, along with consultants and personal assistants. Guards stood at the walls. He spoke. "The True Eternals have long learned that AristaKura was set up as a False Great Enemy, by the True Great Enemy. In the case of the former Daedric King, neither he or other Grand Daedra seem to suspect the truth. Yet this may not be the case for the Grand Daedra are nothing if not deceptive, though some are less so than others."

 

MehrunesDagon was more blunt than others but also secretive in some ways; yet he was not the grand manipulator that some of the Sixteen Princes were infamous for being.

 

Drake Septum spoke again. "Daedric Queen SeceptiKura was always known to be one of the most canniest of the Grand Daedra but she was also one of the wisest, like the Daedric Princess Azura. We True Eternals do not know just how much influence that the Daedric Queen now has over the 16 Daedric Princes; perhaps her influences varies with individual princesses."

 

The meeting continued but soon was discussing the daedric force and what could be done to form a safe, efficient, alliance with them.

 

The Curse of Quamaire
One 55.1[55]{55}

 

The daedric force marched into an area neighbouring the Network-Towers Caverns and there they dug in for a defensive effort. Even as they did so there were undead forces coming closer, smaller faster raiding groups testing the defences of the wary alliance. Skirmishes broke out at the edges of the defensive zone. Enemies were ghouls, vampires, lichs and other undead things but also bizarre albino like Mer warriors that fought with cold berserker ferocity; the Mer were twisted Jatamers who served both the Azezizozu and Zynemer as fighting minions, who hurled pulses of energy with her left hands while using strange curving magical swords with their right hands.

 

Drake was not surprised that the first attacks were coming so quickly. The enemy was devious and had many secret resources, had forces clearly not known about by the alliance. Command was constantly busy taking in reports, sending out orders, and making decisions.

 

The great MechaTentacular Force was still on its way, was encountering small hit and run attack forces of the enemy, but was not being slowed down in any real way.

 

The activity did not stop the questions arising of what was the real Great Enemy and where was it situated? DelentaTi, AvastiaTye and EllessTane got together to attempt to gain answers from accumlated knowledge but also from other sources. Drake Septum provided some valuable knowledge as did others, including CaembraZiv. Yet there were surprise sources of valuable information yet to emerge.

Edited June 29, 2015 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt9/Dragonpen61/Forum%20Additives/ce322fb4-0bc0-48ab-b7a3-5bc9ffb07539_zps7p9gtnde.jpg

 

The Curse of Quamaire
One 56.1[56]{56}

 

Grand Daedric Princess Azura appeared before the newly established Life Alliance Council, representing the newly established Life Alliance, as an avatar of great exotic beauty, of power and of subtle complexity. As she floated just above the metallic floor of the meeting chamber, she spoke in a voice that seemed to come both from within the chamber but also from outside of it. She spoke of herself in the third person as Grand Daedra often did, especially in avatar form.

 

"You stand inside a structure designed to focus the powers of the True Great Enemy, the ever dying and regenerating monster that corrupted the Grand Daedric King, though without much difficulty, and tricked the monstrous tentacular into undeath, becoming known as the UndeathlyGod. Yet it had another name, not often used, of NecrozTentacular. Azura communicated with the former Grand Daedric King, now deposed, and asked him to cease his foolishness but he rejected her. Yet, in his bragging, in his madness, he revealed that there are other False Great Enemies out there. One can be found in the ancient malignant city of the Tooze, who did not create its core and who exist only outside of its core that they rightfully fear to enter; that is the relatively few Tooze to be found in the city only because they can not escape from it. That is the Necromancer God King VilazaJule."

 

Drake spoke out. "I did destroy him, long ago, but failed to destroy the core of QuezaQua, the city that is outwardly only ruins but which survives as a vast underground labyrinth. The QuezaCore is hidden, secured, by many devious and powerful means. I was called away on an urgent task and have come to suspect that this was no coincidence; that urgent task involved a sudden, brutal, outbreak of undeath on a small continent that shares Nirn with Tamriel; it was meant to draw me away from QuezaCore. The limitations of balances caught up with me, as the Eternal Warrior, and I could not return here to Quamaire until very recently."

 

Azura's avatar turned to view Drake. "You True Eternals interfere too much and yet you have even aided we of the daedra. Now Azura will aid this cause by sending a force of her minions, and followers, most of which those of Tamriel have never known of. Unlike MehruneDagon, who insists on commanding his own force that he sent to your aid, she will give the command of her force to you, Drake Septum. No more Aratorons, or Tooze, will be coming down here to assist you for already a threat is arising from QuezaQua. The same is true for the remainder of your forces, Drake, that are commanded by your other self. That is why Azura has sent her forces to the surface of Quamaire instead of down here."

 

Drake nodded. "A wise decision, by a wise entity; especially by daedric standards. We can not afford to be cut off down here from future surface assistance. You hate the undead and do not think much of the unlifen or so it is said."

 

Azura frowned. "You know better than that, Drake Septum, that Azura is is not so straight forward. What Grand Daedra is? Wise for a Grand Daedra!? How patronising you True Eternals can be or was that some kind of very obscure joke? I must go! There is much for me to do if I am to further aid our common cause."

 

Then she was gone from that place!

Edited June 29, 2015 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

I suggest that people support the pinned topics of

 

Welcome to Druid's Garden: for newbies, or returnees, to Druid's Garden.

 

Writings of Druid's Garden; feed back about the writings of Druid's Garden.

 

Zen's Garden; contributions of a very wide range.

 

in different ways

 

A quote, a comment, general feedback, a poem, artwork, and other positive postings would be excellent!

Edited April 17, 2015 by Maharg67

[Maharg67]

http://i592.photobucket.com/albums/tt9/Dragonpen61/Forum%20Additives/ce322fb4-0bc0-48ab-b7a3-5bc9ffb07539_zps7p9gtnde.jpg

 

The Curse of Quamaire
One 57.1[57]{57}

 

A swarm of Azura's winged-twilights attacked the zombies coming out of the ancient underground labyrinth of QuezaQua. With the zombies came zombie like ghouls, smarter and armed, along with lowing flying vampires and terrible powerful zombie like lichs. Thankfully there were less lichs than vampires, far less vampires than ghouls and a great deal less ghouls than the fast shambling mass of zombies. The twisted vampires had little in common with those of Tamriel, being little more than winged ghouls of strange powers and great hunger; there was not even a pretence of civilisation about them.

 

The winged-twilights, or azurans, were part liked naked women and part exotic feathered wings, tails and bird like talons. They had human like arms that hurled divine magical spells from the right hand and wielded divine magical spears with their left hands.

 

Aratorons, many of them being former Tooze, had built up defences in the form of a long wall and a series of forts.

 

Aurorans, a kind of daedra serving Azura, Meridia and other Grand Daedra including the Daedric Queen, materialised in great numbers to assist and brought with them massive powerful slow moving aurokans that did much of the work. Clearly more than one of the Grand Daedra were behind their coming. They wore elegantly efficient daedric magical armour and used many kinds of daedric magical weapons; some were battlemages using thick metallic mage-staffs.

 

Drake Septum, the version of him who commanded the surface Imperial Forces, summoned forth powerful elemental entities and had Imperial military forces already in place; the elemental entities were eledragons, eledragans, eledraguns, eledragins and eledragens, being all dragon like in at least some ways.

 

Then came another surprise as the Demidivine Talos appeared. (Demigod of the Nine Divines who had once been a Divine until replaced by a new Divine to stop a great war from ripping apart Tamriel and the Empire.) Talos, who stomped across the landscape in splendid divine magical black gold armour and leading an army of lesser divines who appeared as smaller versions of himself who were still very big. They were Talosons also being divinamars that served all Nine Divines and the Many Demidivines.

 

That Talos was there meant that the Nine Divines were directly intervening in mortal affairs and that could only mean that they were greatly concerned about what was going on.

 

The undead flooded out of the QuezaQua Labyrinth, known often as the Fallen Labyrinth, in waves that grew bigger with every one. Clearly they could not all have been Tooze for those people had never been in such numbers. Dark stories had spoken of there being a terrible magical gateway, in the QuezaCore, leading to a Nirn like world of decay, of undeath, and of despair.

 

From the get go the fighting was terrible and became increasingly more so as undead tentaculars such as those that served the UndeathlyGod, undead other humanoids such as goblins, hulking undead zombie flesh golems (zolems) and a glimmering morgue green mist that moved against the wind as it tried to suck away at life energies around itself.

 

The big wall, the great ditch before it, became a place of killing as animals swarmed to escape the on coming undeath, escaping through gateways opened for them; the animals were allowed to escape free. Then the order was reluctantly given and showers of arrows were shot into the air, many of them magical, to fall down upon the on coming undead. Living creatures died but it was a blessing that they did so, that they did not suffer a far more terrible fate.

Edited June 29, 2015 by Maharg67