Listening to: The rain on the rooftop
Okay, so it's obvious I probably won't be adding any artwork anytime soon, so I decided I'll try my hand at writing.
Enter: Keepers. A story I came up with the other night. It's not anything great yet, but I do like what I have written so far... Not much, just the prologue.
So, I'm going to stop rambling now, and I'm just going to post this. Without any further ado, I give you Keepers.
My name is Alex. At least, that's what I call myself. I used to be called something else, but I can't remember what... Anyway, I am an anthropomorphic panther, meaning I am a panther that walks upright, talks like a human, has emotions. and can change facial expressions to communicate those emotions. Basically, I can think, feel, and behave just like you.
I've been around since day six of Creation Week. For those of you that don't know, that's the week the The Creator, the living and all powerful God, created the heavens and the earth, and everything else. What a fun week that was, seeing all these new and fantastic creatures and landscapes taking form and coming to life around me. It was truly amazing to watch.
I still can't tell you why God created me- er um... The keepers, for I do not know myself, but he did. Giving us each specific instructions to maintain control the natural forces of the continents which we were put in charge of.
There are seven of us: a panther, me, who is in charge of the the weather and climate of what is now called South America; a dragon, Oren, who controlls the balance of nature in China and most of Asia with an iron fist; a jackal, Who has changed her name only recently to Jinx, who keeps the peace of the entire continent of Africa; a kangaroo, Rowley (he also chand his name), who maintains order in Australia; a seal, Jeronimo, who resides in Antarctica, and doesn't really do much there; a bear, Nikita, who makes Russia cold and tough as nails; and finally the beautiful Winona, a wolf, who does her best to keep North America as beautiful and healthy as she is.
We all have good and bad days (It doesn't help that one of our days lasts as long as one human year.) And the human population spreads faster than we originally anticipated. This leaves the ecosystem with more needs than it can provide. To counter this problem, we've invented the "natural disaster". Hurricanes, tornados, floods, earthquakes, volcanoes, all part of defense against overpopulation of any species.
Of course these defenses can get a bit out of control. Hurricane Katrina, the Haiti quake, Mt. Saint Helens, they started out at a much smaller scale, and quickly escalated out of control due to various factors on the earth that we can't see. We are sorry for this.
Anyway, I'm done with writing for tonight. Yeah, I know. I'm not too good at this. But I'm doing the best I can. Anyway, I'm going to end this letter with a quote from Rowley. I think matches up with what I've written so far.
"It's worth it to go through the bad times. Without them, the good times wouldn't be worth anything."
So that's the prologue. I wanted to make it like they're writing letters to the world. Like they're trying to communicate with us. I'm not sure how this will all turn out, I'm hoping you all like it. At least... the few people who visit me anyway...
It's okay if you don't like it, though. I'll understand. It's just something I wanted to try. Okay, I'll go to sleep now. Goodnight all. Stalker out!