Wow, I haven't written a blog for a really long time. You could say I am an older gamer now, since i am turning 20 next year. I am still a big fan of gamespot.com but have been relegated to playing demos because of my lack of cash flow. My roommate bought a ps3 so I have been into playing the demos one that. Dead space is awesome.

Anyway I am planning on finishing my games that havent yet been finished because life got in the way at that time. Over christmas I should have a fair amount of time so we will see. Anyway thats it for now.

Gargantuan black iron hands were ever moving, a magical residue of time and space wove its strands in the nighttime sky. The moon’s luminescence touched the great chrome structure that constantly ticked.

However, one dark night when the sky was flooded in countless clouds, the great monolith stopped ticking, stopped its reverberating of time and space amongst the atmosphere. Something was terribly wrong, the wondrous plants that surrounded this monstrous thing began to slowly wilt, the luscious green leaves and colorful flowers, for the first time began to droop. At once all was deathly silent, no sound or movement echoed, no rustling of the trees, no whistling of the white wind, it was as if being itself had suddenly passed away. Time had come to a jarring halt. But an endless amount seemed to pass by, the rise and fall of great empires becoming a mere thought in this long silent stillness. At the end of this endless period, once forever had passed and infinity had reached its zenith. Something stirred in the darkness.

It was a strange lopsided creature, with piercing little eyes, and a shapeless body. Sluggishly it rose, and made a dark gloomy path through the mist and fog. Forcing it’s way through the foliage, it reached the monolith and began to climb, breathing heavily from the effort. As it climbed it felt carefully for some secret, which seemed to elude its slippery grasp. Finally, shuddering in satisfaction, it slid into place on the hard shiny surface and faded away, becoming one with the walls.

As if fired from a cannon, the world blasted back into motion, the controller of time and space was ticking once more. Those countless clouds that had once flooded the air, ended their occupation of the dark skies and dissipated never to be seen again. At last, thanks to this insignificant lopsided creature, all was well on the Great Clock.