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Letter 1: CREATION by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 1: CREATION

To anyone, Please help me. If anyone out there is reading these words, please respond. I'm trapped in this place; I don't even know where I am. Let me explain. From the very beginning, all I've ever known were four walls, a locked door, a toilet, and a television. This is how I've lived my entire life. No windows, no furniture, no clothing, and no human contact of any kind, yet I have always been fed through a thin slot in the door. The television plays nonstop; I cannot silence it. Everything I know came from that damn television, but it teases and taunts me with images of people just like me. People who are free to go where t

Letter 2: ALONE by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 2: ALONE

To anyone, I am still alone and trapped. The door to my cell had mysteriously opened, but only lead to a larger room, probably a control room of sorts. It has been one month since I sent my first transmission; there have been no replies. I will continue to send out further communications because hope is all that sustains me. My new and slightly larger prison is at least equipped with a window. And yes, before you even ask, I tried to shatter it. My only vantage point allows for a view the evening's stars. In the not too far off distance, maybe twelve or thirteen miles away, there is a hillside covered with snow and pine trees. One solitary

Letter 3: MASS HYPNOSIS by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 3: MASS HYPNOSIS

Dear anyone, Still no replies to previous broadcasts. At least I've been able to make the computers work properly. I managed to to pull up some database entries and learn quite a bit about a world I couldn't have imagined. I'm trying to piece things together as best I can, but it is abundantly clear that I'm in a government research facility. The lot of us had been nothing more than living experiments, but there's still a substantial amount of information to sift through. I am sharing what I have discovered as I fear this information is still not available to the general populace. The reality I've been shown my entire life through the te

Letter 4: ALONE AGAIN by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 4: ALONE AGAIN

To anyone, It has been four months since I sent out my first message and still no response. I no longer expect to hear from anyone, but I will not quit trying. From my tiny window I've seen no sign of human life, either. Hope was all I had, at least until yesterday. That's when everything really changed. I was finally able to open Door Z. I bypassed a layer of security in the computer system -- not because of any brilliance on my part – mostly through perseverance. Curiosity about who or what might be on the other side of the door drove me into a frenzy of work-filled sleepless nights. I had to know what the mystery was and one simple

Letter 5: FIFTH DEGREE BURN by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 5: FIFTH DEGREE BURN

Dear anyone, Another month has passed. Not much has changed as I've not bothered to do much of anything. I think of nothing but her and the choice I must make. I just sit and stare most of the time – she's a welcome change from the television – and I only wish to see her display some sign of life. Any change from her motionlessness would be welcome, but she does not stir. Only her machine-supported breathing provides a small but steady source of comfort. Deep inside I feel a flame ignite. How else can I describe it? It is passion and it is all-consuming. After a lifetime of endless boredom, the voice of fantasy is now c

Letter 6: MISSING by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 6: MISSING

Letter 6: MISSING To anyone, I think there's a point in time when every man must accept that no matter what happens, a certain amount of choices will be presented to him. Of those choices, there will be no right answer. There can only be pain or sadness and it seems like everything is empty. And that there's no reason behind it all. I was able to unlock more of the world's history and it became a way to pass the time. Any excuse to avoid doing what I know must be done. As it is stated in the history, so much of all that is wrong in the world began with Charles Darwin, even if quite accidentally. His fairytale story known as "evolution"

Letter 8: FOREVER AND EVER by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 8: FOREVER AND EVER

To anyone, I have given up hope. During the past two months, I no longer bothered to send my monthly transmission-- my periodic cry for help. Who was I fooling? No one was listening. And even if they were, who was I in the grand scheme of things? It was well stated that I was nothing but human waste; my only value was as an experiment for the betterment of others -- those who felt themselves superior. No one was coming to my rescue because I was simply not worth rescuing. It seems I shall be trapped in this empty place forever and ever. It should be noted, perhaps for the sake of posterity, that there is a voice

Letter 7: A WINTER'S SONG by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 7: A WINTER'S SONG

Dear Anyone, Is it winter again already? It seems to have come early this year, and another change of season signals that too much time has passed without a single response to my transmissions. These monthly letters have become nothing more than an act of personal therapy, but perhaps someday they will be a monument to show the world that I have existed, that I have loved and lost. Regardless, I feel that keeping a record of what I experience is worthwhile, so I will continue my monthly vigil. Through my tiny, solitary window, I see a light snow falling. It is all there is for me to see. Without the constant prattle from the s

Letter 9: PARIAH by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 9: PARIAH

To anyone, I've been trapped in a cell for my entire life. I can see all that I desire through a very small window, but cannot grasp any of it. I have a life, but cannot live it. I speak words, but no one is here to listen. Glass and steel separate me from a world that rejected me. My entire existence is for others—for someone else's gain. I'm inferior, unwanted, and unloved. I'm a genetic imperfection. I'm an outcast. I'm a pariah. This isn't some delusion, this is a harsh fact. I was selected to die prior to my birth. Genetic cleansing was the excuse. By a freak accident I survived, and so I was to live out the rest of my days as a l

Letter 10: ASYLUM by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Letter 10: ASYLUM

Dear anyone, Do you see what I have done? I have doomed the entire human race. She came to me again. The spirit. The ghost. The guilt. She came, just as I knew she would and exactly when I predicted. The pattern was now clear to me. She settled beside me and held my hand. For once, I did not walk alone. All this time her eyes watched me from beyond my soul -- beyond this life. She revealed, "Everyone must know what the setting sun has shown." Of course, by "everyone" she meant me. We walked in silence for a while as we shared the burden of my mistake. If only I could turn back the sands of time. If only I could live for another day. Howeve

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Letter 1: CREATION by mystery-of-sorrow, literature

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Hey you! Yes, you. This artist has moved. Please stop by the new location. It's over there. Yes, there. Can't you see it? It's right where I'm pointing. Just follow the link:

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mystery-of-sorrow

Oct 23, 2010

New Location

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I've wanted to do this for quite some time. Changing over my account and starting over. Crazy? Maybe. But honestly, I just don't want to be mysterious or sorrowful anymore. Over the weekend I'll be moving art over that is still relevant and deleting from this account. So if you faved something, and really, really liked it, it will soon disappear from your faves. Sorry for any hassle this might create for you. =( Here's the new account: http://davidayala.deviantart.com/ For those three of you you that were interested in my free art for hitting the 50,000 mark, well, change of plans. With this page needing roughly 4,000 views to reach the mag

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mystery-of-sorrow

Oct 21, 2010

Go Vikings!

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At first glance, I thought maybe dA had joined me for my life long fan-ship of the Minnesota Vikings. No such luck.  I'd first like to point out that it is extremely nice to have an additional color on the dA page. I've always hated the drab green color and have hoped dA would clue in on one simple fact. This is an art community. We all like color. We like to express ourselves. We would love the option of customizing the color scheme of the user page, even if only subtly. Seems like the obvious will never occur. I'd also like to take a moment to share my opinion on the subject of the purple ribbons, and why I won't be "going purple". I'll pr

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mystery-of-sorrow

Sep 30, 2010

BG

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Battlestar Galactica will begin streaming on Netflix starting on 10/1. Can you say sci-fi marathon? I knew that you could. So who's with me? Anyone? No one? Okay, fine. Frak you, then. :popcorn: Don't forget, free art at 50,000 page views. Not some lame five minute sketch. Just sayin'.