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Once more, without irony.
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One Moment In Time (The Duel Returns!)
Simplicity is, as ever, best. Great things have been drawn from the long and the enduring, great thoughts with razor edges of the finest distinction, a new chapter in which can take a year to drawn from the faintest of lingering glimmers in the dark, swirling pools of the hindbrain. Other, greater things are slower. Countries draw themselves ( Read more... ) -
SCIENCE!
While the winding streets of the Old Town and their charming shops and stalls are easily capable of providing many an hour's distraction, most visitors to Somerilstad will go directly to the town's main attraction, which seems to rise for miles above surrounding houses ( Read more... ) -
Hoezee!
Right.
Levelling up to age 22: COMPLETE
Finally completing, editing (interspersed with severe swearing at OpenOffice's image anchoring system), printing, binding and handing in the Big Damn Dissertation: COMPLETE
Finishing my academic life: COMPLETE
Heading off to Crete for Sun, Sea and Structure-based Awesomeness: GO GO GOOOOOOOO!!!!!(See y' ( Read more... ) -
Mahmoth's Music 11: A return of sorts.
Once more, I delve into the depths of the Pit that is my (comparatively small) music collection and dig out weird and cool stuffs for your delectation and potential enjoyment...
( Strings, drums, brass, and skeevy Cubans. What more could you ask for? ) -
Wayfaring Stranger (Another song-inspired one)
First, Talon (my opponent) is a hor. All may read this and know it to be true.
Second, the inspiration. Here.Third, the thing itself ( Read more... ) -
Transient.
It is ever the nature of humanity to aim for permanence. However much men who study the ways of rocks, stars and gods may try to drive home the briefness and insignificance of a human life, it is always the case that this is rejected. Lives so important, so clearly significant, cannot possibly nothing but a brief, seconds-to-midnight fluke of ( Read more... ) -
The Eight Years Waltz. (Or, Mahmoth's Music 10.5)
The inspiration for the name and the thing: Le Vent du Nord, La Valse a Huit Ans LinkAs they had said, it couldn't last. Even the best in the Business made a slip after a year or five and had to be extracted. Couldn't be helped. Way of the world. So it goes. And yet, there they were. Sides no longer mattered, borders no longer mattered, cross ( Read more... ) -
The duel returns! (The Bridge at The End)
Seventeen years later, there he was. Seventeen years of studying in old, dust-ridden libraries, of wrangling himself into private collections, of chasing curators and collectors for the briefest glimpse of an artefact. Seventeen years of backstreet deals, leads chased into smoky bars and towns where a dead rat was a week-long attraction, of near ( Read more... ) -
Monemvasia (Single Entrance)
It was to be the greatest fortress ever constructed. A tiny islet, sticking out from one of the fingers of a slightly larger peninsula, renowned in song and story since the dawn of civilisation, connected by a slim umbilical of land. The peasants of the area knew of it, always had done, but it was too rocky to plant and too exposed to graze, so ( Read more... )