Hi, I'd like to get to know you.
Hi there. I'm Shadow Umbra. Don't talk to me, Bye.
If you insist, I will tell you a little about myself.
Thank you, Know... What gender are you?
What!? You ask what gender I am!? Excuse me! But do I look like a boy! Cause I'm a girl, get that into you'r tiny brain, right!
What do you like to-
I like my books... DO NOT TOUCH MY BOOKS! IF YOU EVEN DARE I WILL RIP YOUR THROAT OUT WITH MY TEETH. KAY *wink*
What about your friends?
Some people think i'm invisible, and treat me like it... But that's because I am invisible. Sometimes. I can choose when to be seen and when not to. So yeah... Pretty much.
Also heads up, before you play hide and seek with me, Its hard because normally, *whispers* I cheat. Shhhh.
Urm... social life?
Others say I'm weird and un-sociable, but thats not the case. Its just that i'm wayyyyyyyy smarter than others, so don't bother talking to me. But if you think you are anywhere near my league then give me a call *wink*
where is your favourite place to go?
I like streets and alleyways. I sit there and write my stories. Most of my stories are about dark and grim tales of murder. Edgar allan poe is my inspiration.
Oh right, Edgar Allan Poe whats your favourite story or poem of his?
I like the Raven. It's my favourite, would you like me to recite it to you?
Oh no, Really it's okay-
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted -
nevermore!- by Edgar Allan Poe
Oh boy, that was a really long poem. *Yawns*
HOW DARE YOU YAWN AT HIS WORK! I WISH IT WERE LONGER!
oKAY OKAY CALM DOWN! know, what is your favourite quo-
QUOTE YOU SAY! Oh wow! I love quotes!
^ Science has not yet taught us if Madness is or is not the sublimity of intellegence.
Okay.... What about your background?
Excuse me but why should I tell you?
Well... Youve been telling me about yourself for the last-
*sigh* Fine, but beware because these horrors will scar you for the rest of your life!
Fine fine, whatever.
It was a cold October night as the world around me began to spin and the clocks had struck that time. The cottage was empty. All empty except from a small Lumirett called... Shadow Umbra.
The windows were shattered, calmly allowing in a soft draft of cold air. It chilled me to my bone. My ears pricked as I heard cawing, which came from different places as if bits and peices of voice had been scattered all around me. For this was not easy, being alone and terrified. I was desperate to get out. Out of this cage. I could, but I didn't for some eeny part of me seemed to want to stay. One eeny part of me begged for hope, beggining for that someone to come back for me. But the cawing broke that precious thought, it mocked me and I hate being mocked for the thing that most people want is respect and dignity which was crushed by mockery. My lip curled and my eyes narrowed, staring at thin air, staring at a voice that was in my head.
But No...
The caws of mockery were not in my head for my gaze settled upon what seemed a feather. One black as night, no blacker. Jet black, more black than oil or ink. The feather swiftly dwindled through the air and fell on my muzzle which I was now pointing out. The soft feather brushed my muzzle and the moonlight shone off of the delicate object. Around me the house creaked. It groaned for how long it had been left to fend for itself against the cold weather of the hills. Out here there was no-one. Not like the city.
I wished to go to the city, to not be alone ever again. To not been driven to that cary satisfaction of no-one bugging you and have that warm feeling of friends and family. All that seemed the slimmest fairy tale. As fiction as it may have seemed, I knew it was real. The more these thoughts touched me, the more I wanted to go. Run under the street lights in the middle of the night. Slip through alleyways and saunter along the dangerous streets. Sit on window ledges and moan for food and even master the tricks of theivery. Imagine the precious stories I could tell of the city and it's flashing lights and roaring veichles. Cough out the terrible scents of pollution. In a way, that seemed like paradise.
So I went.
Quickly, a velvet black creature slipped out of the house, abandoning all hope that someone would come back. "Goodbye." I whispered to the house that moaned back a farewell.
How had I not gone crazy, I do not know. Actually I probably had gone crazy but the craziness is what kept my stories alive. Parading down the hills under the moons gentle gaze came me. The intelligent Lumirett ready for the city. But then... I saw how far it was... I cursed under my cold breath but knew the long journey was what I would have to do to get to that shining paradise.
I charged down the mountainside. The grass shone like blades of emerald under the silent gaze of the huge moon. Inside my head, I saw myself as an adventurer, an explorer, challenging the city. My mind roared with questions and whimpered a little with doubt... But I shoved doubt and insecurity aside with dark happiness. My paws met the ground with an astounding thud with each strike that ruffled the grass with a micro shock wave. Nobody could see me, I decided to keep myself invisible, just incase someones eyes did catch me and try to stop me. Wind soared through my fur.
Finally, I reached the bottom of the hills just to be greeted by the looming trees of a forest. I hadn't noticed how far the city lights were! It was annoying... But I held my head high. Dark greenery climbed the trees and fungus had dotted at the bottom. Ravens and owls sat perched on branches as they gave me strange glances. Fright began to grow on me, like infection edging its way into a perfectly fine flower. The trees seemed to bend in and take a good sniff or my fear scent which I was now drenched in. Ravens began to caw again...
I began to grow tired, and my muscles grew weak. Every limb in my body seemed to protest at every walk and beg for rest but my brain told me not to stay here... Eventually, stupidity hit me like a brick and knocked me to the ground, of was that a bird?
Either way, I lay down and let out a big sigh of relief. It was oddly silent for a while, urging me to get up but the silence made me sleepy. Suddenly a large caw made me jump to my feet. My eyes grew wide as infront of me perched a-
A shark!?
What!? No! A shark, in a forest... Why am I even telling you this.
Anyway, before I was rudely interupted.
My eyes grew wide as infront of me perched a huge raven. It's wings outstretched. This Raven was the size of a car! It opened it's beak to reveal a row of tiny teeth which lined the beak and it flashed it's dark red tongue. It cawed a threatening roar, and thats when I ran. I ran through the forest, no matter how many thorns and branches tugged me, trying to drag me back to be eaten by that monster. I refused to go back. I ran and ran and the only thing on my mind was to run. Finaly I pushed through ruff shrubbery to find myself on a flat, smooth and black ground. Huge yellow eyes beamed at me from a far. They quickly began to grow bigger... and bigger and TOO CLOSE. I pushed myself out of the way and stumbled onto another grey road, but this one was thinner and no huge yellow eyes were going to knock me over. I had reached it.... I had finally found my way to the
C I T Y
Thats it?
Well I would tell you the tale afterward, but not the now.
can you not give me a sneak peak?
Well, I'm nice so.... It's about finding my way through the city and then I return with my only friend to the forest because they really wanted to see the raven creature.
Okay. So did that event change you in any way?
It did... I was once this cowering, stupid lumi with nothing on my mind but lonliness... But the city changed me mostly, told me how to survive. But it showed me the challenges and it brought me happiness! I hated being alone with nothing to do in that house. But now I explore the city, I rather that.
okay. Well, have you got anything else to-
Yep, ive got the power of poetry too!
The black eyes fluttered like a bird in the night,
In my heart even darkness swelled with fright,
City darkness strain me as I move through allyways,
Leave all hopes behind.
Stare at death with dying eyes,
Charge through challenges with challenging sights,
Breathe the air through black lungs,
Wait for the strings of defeat to be strung.
What about your favourite music?
Oh! Heh, favourite tunes aye?
I will not bow (Ultamite favourite, By the way, Its in a wolfs rain anime so if you like... are afraid of violence... Just type up I will not bow Breaking Benjamin. I don't think it's too violent, but others might sooo... Take this as a slight warning okay. Even open up another tab and listen to the song!)Be my escape, by Relient K. It's nearly my theme song. So yeah, it reminds me of when I was in that house.So... Is that it?
Yeah, why? You actual want me to tell you more!? Then read my stories, Ive had quite the few stories! Now go pretzel off!
S~B's notes
Hi, this is the first lumirett I have ever tried for... I know it's hard to win special ones, and this ones gorgeous <3 so everybody will probably work extremely hard on their forms. If I won this beauty, I would just be... shocked! I would be super overjoyed as if I had eaten a billion cookies! You did a really good design with this one <3 I worked hard on the content in my form, took me good and long hours planning out my stories and the poem, I had to make thousands of tries for the poem to make one I felt good enough about. To be honest... I'm proud of my form because it's the longest and hardest form I have ever done. This character just connects to me because I was always into dark and shadowy things. For example I love all the dark type pokemon <3 Dark types are my favourite <3 I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw this Lumirett! I think... That If I won this Lumi... It would be special for me. Since this is the first one I tried for and its a 00! <3 Its just so beautiful <3 Sorry if the art isn't good but I think i'm better at writing.
Thank you so much for creating this wonderful lumirett.
Good luck to everyone!
Well done to the person who wins, I'm sure Time Gear will pick someone extremely worthy of this Lumi <3
End credits <3Form by me.
Story by me
Poem by me.
All other art by me.
click for short slideshowhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErE6xSXDkoQ
