“Sit my son, sit and listen to the last and final lesson I teach you, on this the eve of your birth anniversary. You have been my son and student all your life, and I have taught you all I can teach. One last time will we sit as master and apprentice, one last lesson on natures gifts.” Smiling he sat beside the mage, his pale features ghostly in ( Read more... )

Your eyes meet across the room. All at once, the clamor and bustle of the tavern fades away ( Read more... )

SO I finally get around to updating ( Read more... )

Upon recent receipt of queries and probes regarding Spore, I have elected to post a few sites and articles for anyone who seeks to know more.

1. Interview with Will Wright on Spore and Consoles2. An estimate for the requirements are ( Read more... )

They shout their holy relics ( Read more... )

strange dream last night ( Read more... )

"I am no more the face behind this mask, than the muscle beneath, or the bone deeper ( Read more... )

12 F22's.

Flight planning mids are the worst.

The universe is mud down the drain.

A hug with a fold in the middle.....

R8Chull is kewt b-ond werds

Ok so the journal of Lalibela idea made it seem too much like work. For those of you who do not know the significance of the ideasand characters in it, well, read a book ( Read more... )

Heartfire 3, 3E433 ( Read more... )