A MIDDLE TALE
No one remembers when we begun to assemble.
More came every cycles, some to stay, some to leave but never to stop being what they had come here to become or - to find again.
We all came from many different worlds, some as distant as the Oververse but we all came for the same thing.
It is an undescribable thing for not one of us will describe it with the same word or use an appropriate term in a foreign tongue. It is as it was decalyons ago; permanent, unchanging and yet as multifacetted as there are worlds in the known Universe.
We are warriors, priests, homeakers, wizards, traders, pirates, wizemen and women, theologists, mathematicians, artists, makers, shapers and thinkers; we are all alike in our goal.
At the moment, we are eleven... but more will arrive soon... they always do.
There is Ariana who came from the lost Atlantis and Fil, the Phoenix Bard. Both have been with us since times before Time. Zel, from Xys catches dreams on threads of gold and sells them to nightmare addicts on Filion Prime. Jared is a Helicant cyborg who was lost in a bad gamble by his previous owner. He barely escaped the mines of Ruthul. Kamila came to us not ten cycles ago and knows not yet what called her to us but the glimmer of her blade. Then there is Xerod, the Necromons; he comes from a world that is beyond the Oververse were some believe Death presides. From the barren lands of Fixia, Lamel came here and has sought her peace for as long as Ariana and Fil. No one knows from whence Rafael came but one whisper from her harp will send you to the lands of Oblivion. Brigid fled the infernal merge of her home world of Valencia to walk the paths of spirit and mind among our group. Lastly, Axel, strong and true sought us to deliver her sword and shield to the cause and Lamiel of Vega, seeking knowledge and balance.
More came every cycles, some to stay, some to leave but never to stop being what they had come here to become or - to find again.
We all came from many different worlds, some as distant as the Oververse but we all came for the same thing.
It is an undescribable thing for not one of us will describe it with the same word or use an appropriate term in a foreign tongue. It is as it was decalyons ago; permanent, unchanging and yet as multifacetted as there are worlds in the known Universe.
We are warriors, priests, homeakers, wizards, traders, pirates, wizemen and women, theologists, mathematicians, artists, makers, shapers and thinkers; we are all alike in our goal.
At the moment, we are eleven... but more will arrive soon... they always do.
There is Ariana who came from the lost Atlantis and Fil, the Phoenix Bard. Both have been with us since times before Time. Zel, from Xys catches dreams on threads of gold and sells them to nightmare addicts on Filion Prime. Jared is a Helicant cyborg who was lost in a bad gamble by his previous owner. He barely escaped the mines of Ruthul. Kamila came to us not ten cycles ago and knows not yet what called her to us but the glimmer of her blade. Then there is Xerod, the Necromons; he comes from a world that is beyond the Oververse were some believe Death presides. From the barren lands of Fixia, Lamel came here and has sought her peace for as long as Ariana and Fil. No one knows from whence Rafael came but one whisper from her harp will send you to the lands of Oblivion. Brigid fled the infernal merge of her home world of Valencia to walk the paths of spirit and mind among our group. Lastly, Axel, strong and true sought us to deliver her sword and shield to the cause and Lamiel of Vega, seeking knowledge and balance.
All have come hoping they would find a piece of what they sought. Some stay, some go but as long as the Universe will need us, we will be watching.
Aaridys
Humeur: Mystique
Musique: "Life is like a boat" Rie Fu
ps: oui oui, je sais, c'est pas O'Leary... mais mais... vous avez vus toutes ces belles images???
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