Peredhil

His heart beats with fears. If he steps on a crack, he'll break a back. If he misses a pole bad times will roll. With every ritual he wrests meaning and control on a world that is moving too quickly and chaotic. His Head gibbers at Heart, decrying all this nonsense, but in his heart he knows the secret truths that children know... Passing by, dodging with outraged cry, the beauty with the black eyes and silvery blond hair glares at the looney in the way. He's forgotten in a moment, for her inner world is as dark today as the outworld sky kisses the sun good morning. In her thoughts, one reality rules...

Well, one of the big reasons I bumped this was because I remember what it was like to be the new guy... The little reason (which is big in my heart) is that I love it when the Littlest Demonette posts...

Moved to Assembly Room for content match. (And I'd still love to see another point of view of this battle...)

Heh, Valdar has the jump on everyone because of his time zone - My birthday (which I was hoping would slip by unnoticed), is October 2nd.

As true today as yestre...

As a suggestions, maybe an Elder should make this a help file in The Walls of the Pen

A bump - The idea that Nyyark had here is even more appropriate now, as we attract Everquest players, and people who've never heard of the Archmage game.

Peredhil thinks Brute's dreams are uber-mondo-cool

-The Flaming Carrot (A comic book superhero)

Add the ads with scads of bad media hypes, you know the types, the types that hypes the impossibly perfect scantily clad fad bodies of the play day while you stay at work and perc the second pot of java beans while hyperlinking your web site for the site of the URLy birds who kiddy script the worms in scabrous patches looking for backdoor latches.

Meep. Umm. I could see this. And you'd better have let out all *THOSE* feelings. I'm not gonna lose my tea-partner! Hugs and holds on no matter what. When you feel unloved - just look out a bit further. Koan: what is virtual but real?

Cheers

Whether anyone else has missed you, I have. Welcome back. Hugs

Nice. sometimes, in my experience, love gives acceptance that divides asunder permanent hearts and transient knowledge, affirming one while examining the other. Fear, love's opposite, causes rigidity and refusal.

that's beautiful. Sleeping childrens can melt any heart open to love.

Cheers the woman, boos the Prince.

Sometimes after the marriage, they *don't* live happily ever after so easily. Takes effort, appreciation, and commitment on *both* parts. This could easily be a genderless piece, which makes it's simplicity as simple as a rapier's point. Nicely written.

Cheers Congratulations big guy. Your life will never be the same, internally or externally. I expect to see some poetry inspired by this new Muse...

Welcome back. Continue your healing - hang with the Pen!

Happy birthday indeed! When are you going to give us another point of view of the Battle Scene you wrote! hugs -P

Tight - no wasted lines. I agree, few look beyond the masks people wear. You seem to improve remarkably with every poem you post. *hugs* Miss being online and talking with you. -"Dad"

blushing, he considers deleting this thread until he reaches the end of the spool... Say! We need more things about ZOOLIO!

Peredhil nudges Salinye and notes that this is an Olde Thread he found when rummaging through the back rooms.

Dark... very dark. But compelling.