so this is a bit of something I wrote 3

here is the Second installment! oops, I didn't say that!

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a wine bottle. I blinked rapidly to clear the haze from my vision. I now read that it was a bottle of Talus: Shiraz. I took my arm out from under the covers and reached for the wine, there were two glasses next to the bottle, one had the pink traces of being recently used, some one had visited while I slept, and brought this wine. I thought I had a hold on the bottle but it disappeared out of my hand when I lifted. "Ugh" I gritted my teeth and rolled over in bed, I hit the floor with a thump, my field of vision was really messed up. I groaned again and picked my self up onto my knees. I reached for the wine again, and caught a glass instead, I tried to pick it up and accidentally smashed it on the table. now I had glass shards in my clothes and down my sleeves. The guards must think I'm retarded by now. I went at the Talus again and managed to get a hold of it. It had been opened before but the cork had been replaced, fortunately the screw was still in the cork, as nimbly as I could I turned the bottle round to see when it had been made, the date read: 5/32/101009, that meant nothing to me so I grabbed at the cork with my left hand, as soon as I grasped it there was a searing pain shot through my whole left arm, I rolled over on to my back, dropping the prize, and clutching at my hurting arm, my hand had seized up and pulled the cork free from the bottle. Wine splashed across the concrete floor, staining my clothes. The pain had gone and I was still holding the cork and screw. I wished I was in a better state, that I could pick the lock and get rid of the guards outside. There was still wine in the bottle and my vision was improving, I decided to risk spilling the rest and make a stab at getting the wine, I got I the neck of the bottle, and downed it. After the wine there was a note, it was written on a small piece of water proofed leather: It read...

To be continued...

so this is a bit of something I wrote 1

so this is a bit of something I wrote:


100,000 years in the future.
As I set down I realized that I was in a forest of trees thirty feet around, or more, and high as a third class skyscraper. And way up there were houses, the bottoms of the houses were not flat, but rounded, the corners filled by the trees.
Suddenly I noticed a small round doorknob. It was shiny and brass, sticking out of the tree trunk. I walked toward it, examined it and tried use it, as I pulled the door that was so well concealed, opened. Inside I seen first, an elaborate wooden spiral staircase, it was remarkable, made straight out of the living tree itself. Next and last I saw the source of the faint blue light. It came from several hand-sized, light-blue stones, light stones, embedded in the tree. They were smooth and squeaky to the touch, I ventured on, up the stairs, seeing that there was nothing else in this part if the tree. As I climbed I seen more and more light stones, some of which had been slightly obscured by twigs and their leaves, growing where there was light. As I neared the top there were more door knobs, some of which were fake, or locked from without. Nearer to the top I noticed a slight decreasing of the walls. At the top there were two doors, one was locked, the other was slightly ajar, I reached forward and cautiously pushed it open wider, beyond, there was a bridge, it was very high, and I wondered at the agility of the people who lived in this time, for there were no railings. only a slightly arched path was laid before me, the bridge was made from the branches of the two trees, the one I stood on, and the one I wished to cross to. the only safety precaution were flat boards, which were made of wood, and lashed down with vines. I carefully crossed and found my self looking at... Myself. There was a large sheet of glass, standing straight up and baring my way, but then I seen a knob, I pulled at it, the "door" opened. inside, was...

to be continued...