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Writing with Myst

June 22nd, 2009 · No Comments
ICT · Language · literacy · work · writing




The sea glimmered as the devils horns shot up through the rocks, on the rocky bay.  Giant mountains of rocks like stepping stones lay in the water.  As I walked down the slippery, steep, stone steps going further down leading to a bridge over a watery lagoon.  I could see another devils horn shooting up out of the silent lagoon, into the light as I crept into the empty house as I squeezed through the stain glass door.

Once I went in, I had a garden in the room complete with a small bridge.  Giant black cobwebs barred my way.  I made my way up and it was like I was inside a hollowed out tooth. This was never ending it just crept into the darkness. It was like a dungeon of questions.  I opened the Furness and pulled a leaver then it shot up like a gun shot just fired.  As I took a look at all the leavers and tried to figure out how to work them the dungeon of puzzles came alive.  When they opened up there were tiny planets for someone to follow.

I found myself in the laboratory of a mad professor. Strange body parts of an animal were hung out of a giant snail shell, an experiment gone wrong. Intestines sprawled all over the desk like small ropes. Then the lift came back down and as I stepped inside it began to move upwards. I was petrified as I arrived up at the next level. As the man reappeared my heart started to race. Then he disappeared. The lift started to move and go back down. The door was locked and then it re opened and I sprang out.

The Irv

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