Bashaw Steel

its because we are free here:) well, "free" you can be mushroom, tree, warrior, or whatever, and be accepted:) we can be here that what we want irl, and not only that we "are" here all those things:) however, it is this "power" of MD that makes it very dangerous and its influence should not underestimated, real life is "real" and while MD help us to be what want, we should not forget what we are in first place:)

"verses":P ahahhaahhah, thank you:))

Touched of light and cast into darkness To dream about all things that should be lived Lost in songs and embraced by Silence To live the things that should be dreamed… And cursing the moments that didnt happen So long ago, as they should be Instead of them there is only Silence Part of my soul, universe of my wish… Waiting for that song, that will never end For her words, in which heaven sleep Seeking for the music that will never rest Across her voice, across eternity…

well, you can count on me in story part;)

happyyyyy:):)

well done folks:))

fang hates you?o.o cmon guys, dont you think that "hate" is word too strong?:(( stick around, fang, chew is not a person you can dislike so much to leave.. anyway, perhaps its better to rest some time and think about this so you wont feel bad, so you wont feel like betraying whole world just because of some disagreements..

welcome, welcome:)

i like 2, though 3 is also nice:) 2 has certain "pull" that makes it special, look all others several times and they become somehow simple, at least to me.. while 2 manages to retain that mystery feeling to it i like so much:)

they will get losing anyway, losing to strong player wont affect their will much, i think:)

shem, they would feel so because fighting can bind people more than some other things:) some of them are too shy to ask anything, and battle gives them good "excuse" to do that;) it would enable them to make bonds with people, so it will feel "right" to ask them for something else, not just battle:))

i like this idea:) it will made new people to feel more "accepted" and that is what they need most:)

happy b day, all the best:)))

the feeling of betrayal is often mixed with feeling of disappointment especially when it comes to person to whom we expect alot from.. however, even more often, it has little to do with truth as that person sometimes "cant" not "want to" keep up with what we expect i say this because i knew shem from before and while i understand mya and val, their pain of "losing" someone dear to them its only matter of time before anger pass and more iconic feeling take its place:( it is good idea to carefully chose words in meantime so you wont feel bad afterwards..

congratulations:))

chew is working on something, ignore it, as he said:) continue to participate;))

it works very good and fast for me (on chrome:)

I made this for Rhaegar due to his lack of resolve, and just fact that he is plain lazy:D joke aside, this is something i made on spot and all connections to everything, and blablabla are just imagination, nothing more, and of course nothing less;) Dreamweaver`s Dream Rhaegar was lost in thoughts about recent war and decisions he made, peace is always fragile thing, he thought, something people gave name to in hope it will last, but he knew that peace is only period of time between wars, nothing more... Sun was tired and its rays were falling down upon the landscape in lazy, almost dying manner. Rhaegar took a luxury of rest in boat for angien isle, laying down in it while listening to the song reserved only for his ears. Water were gentle and its moves enchanting… World can surely do one day without him, yes, if it only could be few days, to invigorate his spirit, to remember him of time when he didn’t had to put on scale every word before he speaks and his head felt much lighter without the burden that weights his mind and soul. Yes, world can manage without him just fine… “My king, my king!” Voice full of fear were calling to him, Rhaegar jumped from boat. Zip! Zip! Zip! A strange sound splits the magic of the day, making mouth of his old friend to move without making noise. Nadrolski run to his king, and throws himself in his arms, as motion were leaving his body. His eyes were looking somewhere beyond Rhaegar as life of the water dowser were moving in same direction. “We are under attack” was all Nad said before venturing into the light. And where, moments ago, stood his friend, now was empty bag, with three arrows in its back… Anger and sorrow were dancing the tango of pain in Rhaegar`s soul as citizens of Marind Bell shouting their opinions in ears of each other. “We need to act as one whole, monolith of our revenge, i say crush them, and teach them to fear and respect us!” “Are you mad? Golemians have allies everywhere, not to mention that their own power would leaves us in pieces” “We are under siege, Golemians want energy from our shrine to fuel their experiment, we just need to think of a way to protect it” Voices were pilling up in his head, burdening him, while thirst for vengeance and salvation of the rest of his people tearing him up. He suspected they want to restore Wodin back to life, but they already did so without any “help”. Still, that name were haunting him. Wodin, Wodin, Wodin… “Enough!” silence eventually took place in Wind`s Sanctuary. “Do we know for what are they using the arrows infused with soul needles”? Emerald Archanix took few steps toward his king. “It would seem they are also using heat in combination with needles and drachorn blood which sucks the life from our people, storing it in them… To which purposes is beyond me, but spy we got in Wind`s Crossing told us something about experiment” The sheen at the shrine is weakening as more and more people of Marind Bell fell victims to Golemians weapons. Perhaps the most effective way to protect the shrine is to protect his people, Rhaegar`s resolve begun coming back. “Rik, take your knights at the Gates, let none in” Rikstar bowed slightly and parted instantly, followed by his knights. Silence were now more louder than all the voices they made before. Silence of death approaching? “Emerald, take bodies of our fallen to the shrine, with Maebius, i will join you later” Emerald nodded “And you?” “I`m out to see old friend” Its easy to weave dreams of alive person, but to weave the dreams of dead one, is playing with fire, naked… Still, Rhaegar had little choice, he must hear what Nad knows about all this. With his spirit in the wind he begins weaving while in the distance he saw Rikstar leading the charge of his knights, empowered with something only wounded soul could bear-hate. Nad was resting between graves when Rhaegar spirit summoned him. But something was wrong, dreams of dead man were “dead” and with Nad`s soul come many others, tormented ones… Rhaegar felt how life leaves him, they were eating him from inside, turning his hope into agony. “They are using it to revive Wodin, permanently… you must sacrifice part of your soul to make his stay where it is, when they hit you with needle infuse it with your spirit, your emotions..” With that said, Nad “high fives” his king across his face to awake him before it too late. With this in mind, weak but determined, he made a choice. He went to the shrine to inform Emerald and Maebius of his findings and instructed them to guard the shrine in case Golemians take more “drastic” measures. Battle at the gates left many of the knights of the Bell wounded or dying. Still, sight of their king approaching lit the almost died flame. Rhaegar`s voice echoed through his land, time and his very soul… “Pages of history stands before us, and no matter what fate may write on them, this will be, perhaps, our final chapter…” Looks on face of his warriors was confused, did he gone mad? “…In which we did not come to die, but to live FOREVER!” He turned their pain into weapons, their hearts into sun, and their chest into furnace. “FOREVER!” they took his words… And he lead them into battle, into death, into victory… On his way toward Clash of Ages, Bash Chelik noticed a strange motion in boat for the shrine. When he went closer he saw his king… Slashing through the air with his arms, shouting orders and scaring nearby birds. With smile on his face he carves “dreaming on” on great shield of his friend and parts for his destinationJ

nicely done:))

what do you mean, chew?o.o how about marbellian?:D its just a term though, people will call how they like:)

happy new year, folks, may this be one you are waiting for:)

i like birds, can i have it?:)

ahh, it is really interesting how minds reflect on this.. for xavax its "imagination" and for eara its "idea".. around this two words all others are built, making it look perfect in their perspective "seed" will always be something else for different people, never same thing.. one seed for one soul, and one soul for one mind.. they fit perfectly, and even when one is not well said as some other, it does not mean that "one" is not the truth no matter the energy, positive or negative, the "seed" will always grow into that its meant to be however, question is "how" it will grow, will it be some twisted, and dead version of oak or strong, and full of life and shades.. for a poet, its not what seed is, into what it will become, or what will become of it.. past, present, and future are just terms used to determinate passing of time, it means nothing for a poet all that matters is that bond which exists beyond time, immortal spirit between all those things that separate people, as well as themselves into sides, good, bad, evil.. the canvas upon which our colors are painted, and "seed" that may connect earth and sky.. one day...

of course;)

well done richy:))