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Sonnet 92
The chance encounter sometimes shapes the path Of blessed those who cross the fated way While gods above their subtle art did craft They placed you gracefully into my day And quickly as you came, my heart was gone And locked in unreturned affection blind So silently I'd sit, and carry on Pretending just your friendship would be fine But with the dying sigh of something old Did come alive the birth of love anew And when the words once silenced had been told Then in our hearts and minds, the feeling grew To supplement this sweet friendship of ours With love that reaches out beyond the stars
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Sonnet 91
Deep within the crumbling chambers lies The promise of a life condemned to death And to the executioner replies A lilting sigh within its final breath The shadow never knew its tragic crime For coddled in the arms of logic pure It bowed its head and spent its lonely time To never see the prison still endured For time did carve the walls with ancient scars Of secrets oft too cruel to ever speak And though it stayed behind its rusted bars The prisoner had havoc still to wreak For though the being suffers long inside Behind the guise of friendship it will hide
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DnD Backstory: Toahpt
Toahpt's childhood is a story of meager beginnings, in a tiny village in the wooded mountains to the east with a family on a path to total financial ruin. The youngest of four siblings and the son of troubled parents, he was born with nothing to his name but that which his older sisters and brother left behind. However, Toahpt, from birth, was no mere peasant child fated to labor in a field until the end of his days. His first memory, he says, is the knowledge that he was a sorcerer. From the age of four, he could consciously channel his innate wizardry to make crops sprout faster and livestock grow fatter. By the age of ten, he had turned hi
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DnD Backstory: Lemaign
The son of a prestigious mercenary and a young elven woman, Lemaign grew up in the company of trained killers. His mother, despairing and regretful, departed shortly after his birth, leaving Lemaign to be raised by his father and the ruthless soldiers he employed. However, his father was no mere soldier: a natural-born leader who could command obedience with just his presence, he was an ideal role model for a young boy hoping to become a leader himself. As he matured, it became clear that Lemaign had inherited all of these qualities from his father, and so it was at the young age of thirteen that he was placed in a unit as a common soldier. F
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DnD Backstory: Kael'dn the Shadow
Kael'dn the Shardmind was forged by time, coalescing from crystals left behind by the shattered Living Gate. An unknown force bound his being together, but over the course of thousands of years, floating unfettered through the Astral Sea, it developed a sentience all its own. But something went awry in Kael'dn's genesis: instead of crimson or ivory or even gold, his crystals glowed blue, a light blue reminiscent of ice or sky, and completely unknown to the Shardmind race. With his color, he too inherited a certain bigotry from the other Shardminds, a xenophobia that sent him into the shadows. Alienated for his differences, which greatly ups
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Defense
The lavender of leaves that tremble soft The humming Ancient's resonating sigh The dewy grass and misty clouds aloft Are unaware of battles drawing nigh But those who know the imminence of death The hope beyond the hope to stay alive The fear of drawing one last quiet breath Are those that gather, they the chosen five They cling to worldly goods in desperate dreams The branch, the potion; mantle, blade, and shield And there beneath, though gallant all may seem To Death's cold grip all know that they shall yield So down their chosen wooded lane they wend To certain death -- but brave until the end
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Sonnet 90
Serene the sorrow was that ate her soul So quiet, yet with strength enough for ten And though aspired he to keep her whole Some wars endure that none could ever win The Day and Night their final goal impart To keep her safe from by the other's side And at the center, she is torn apart As hope and love continue to subside And as the Night draws shadow over Day Destroying all the Light has said and done The conflict in her heart is underway With wars so far from ended, battles won But Anger won't consume her, try it might For she has fallen into arms of Light
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Sonnet 89
With grim finality, she took the steps Afraid of not the contact but the fall To throw herself into the callous depths Determined at the least to end it all With indecision tearing at her throat Resigned to liberate the ending breath You are the oxygen, love's saving choke Or she will gaze upon the face of death She turned her head and faced the open sky And felt the trickling water leave her toes The flush of adoration lit her eyes As far above the rayless sea she rose And hope is never hopeless, as she'll learn So long the absence, so sweet the return
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Sonnet 88
These weeks seem lifted from another's life And challenge both my heart and barest nerve But loving understanding through the strife Is redefining what I could deserve Whenever conscious feeling goes astray My reckless heart my common sense supplants To dwell on optimistic words you say Not I don't want to, rather, I just can't And still I wait in silence by your side While wishing I were made of sterner stuff I feign contentment, push my love aside Pretending that your friendship is enough And if a better life you wish for me You must be brave and seek stability
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Shall I Compare Thee?
Shall I compare thee to an Engie's brain? Thou hast less intel and less cleverness Rough wins do shake the desert with their pain And sentry's lease doth truly make a mess Sometime too hot the eye of Egypt shines And often is your bald complexion dimmed But teleporters found behind their lines Are known to have their winning chances slimmed But thy eternal sentry shall not fall Nor dispenser crash upon the ground So Death shall greet the RED team in his hall Where manly men with hats cannot be found So long as fist can punch and wrench can fly So long lives BLU, and this is RED's goodbye.
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Sonnet 92
The chance encounter sometimes shapes the path Of blessed those who cross the fated way While gods above their subtle art did craft They placed you gracefully into my day And quickly as you came, my heart was gone And locked in unreturned affection blind So silently I'd sit, and carry on Pretending just your friendship would be fine But with the dying sigh of something old Did come alive the birth of love anew And when the words once silenced had been told Then in our hearts and minds, the feeling grew To supplement this sweet friendship of ours With love that reaches out beyond the stars
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Sonnet 91
Deep within the crumbling chambers lies The promise of a life condemned to death And to the executioner replies A lilting sigh within its final breath The shadow never knew its tragic crime For coddled in the arms of logic pure It bowed its head and spent its lonely time To never see the prison still endured For time did carve the walls with ancient scars Of secrets oft too cruel to ever speak And though it stayed behind its rusted bars The prisoner had havoc still to wreak For though the being suffers long inside Behind the guise of friendship it will hide
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DnD Backstory: Toahpt
Toahpt's childhood is a story of meager beginnings, in a tiny village in the wooded mountains to the east with a family on a path to total financial ruin. The youngest of four siblings and the son of troubled parents, he was born with nothing to his name but that which his older sisters and brother left behind. However, Toahpt, from birth, was no mere peasant child fated to labor in a field until the end of his days. His first memory, he says, is the knowledge that he was a sorcerer. From the age of four, he could consciously channel his innate wizardry to make crops sprout faster and livestock grow fatter. By the age of ten, he had turned hi
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DnD Backstory: Lemaign
The son of a prestigious mercenary and a young elven woman, Lemaign grew up in the company of trained killers. His mother, despairing and regretful, departed shortly after his birth, leaving Lemaign to be raised by his father and the ruthless soldiers he employed. However, his father was no mere soldier: a natural-born leader who could command obedience with just his presence, he was an ideal role model for a young boy hoping to become a leader himself. As he matured, it became clear that Lemaign had inherited all of these qualities from his father, and so it was at the young age of thirteen that he was placed in a unit as a common soldier. F
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DnD Backstory: Kael'dn the Shadow
Kael'dn the Shardmind was forged by time, coalescing from crystals left behind by the shattered Living Gate. An unknown force bound his being together, but over the course of thousands of years, floating unfettered through the Astral Sea, it developed a sentience all its own. But something went awry in Kael'dn's genesis: instead of crimson or ivory or even gold, his crystals glowed blue, a light blue reminiscent of ice or sky, and completely unknown to the Shardmind race. With his color, he too inherited a certain bigotry from the other Shardminds, a xenophobia that sent him into the shadows. Alienated for his differences, which greatly ups
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Defense
The lavender of leaves that tremble soft The humming Ancient's resonating sigh The dewy grass and misty clouds aloft Are unaware of battles drawing nigh But those who know the imminence of death The hope beyond the hope to stay alive The fear of drawing one last quiet breath Are those that gather, they the chosen five They cling to worldly goods in desperate dreams The branch, the potion; mantle, blade, and shield And there beneath, though gallant all may seem To Death's cold grip all know that they shall yield So down their chosen wooded lane they wend To certain death -- but brave until the end
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Sonnet 90
Serene the sorrow was that ate her soul So quiet, yet with strength enough for ten And though aspired he to keep her whole Some wars endure that none could ever win The Day and Night their final goal impart To keep her safe from by the other's side And at the center, she is torn apart As hope and love continue to subside And as the Night draws shadow over Day Destroying all the Light has said and done The conflict in her heart is underway With wars so far from ended, battles won But Anger won't consume her, try it might For she has fallen into arms of Light
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Sonnet 89
With grim finality, she took the steps Afraid of not the contact but the fall To throw herself into the callous depths Determined at the least to end it all With indecision tearing at her throat Resigned to liberate the ending breath You are the oxygen, love's saving choke Or she will gaze upon the face of death She turned her head and faced the open sky And felt the trickling water leave her toes The flush of adoration lit her eyes As far above the rayless sea she rose And hope is never hopeless, as she'll learn So long the absence, so sweet the return
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Sonnet 88
These weeks seem lifted from another's life And challenge both my heart and barest nerve But loving understanding through the strife Is redefining what I could deserve Whenever conscious feeling goes astray My reckless heart my common sense supplants To dwell on optimistic words you say Not I don't want to, rather, I just can't And still I wait in silence by your side While wishing I were made of sterner stuff I feign contentment, push my love aside Pretending that your friendship is enough And if a better life you wish for me You must be brave and seek stability
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Shall I Compare Thee?
Shall I compare thee to an Engie's brain? Thou hast less intel and less cleverness Rough wins do shake the desert with their pain And sentry's lease doth truly make a mess Sometime too hot the eye of Egypt shines And often is your bald complexion dimmed But teleporters found behind their lines Are known to have their winning chances slimmed But thy eternal sentry shall not fall Nor dispenser crash upon the ground So Death shall greet the RED team in his hall Where manly men with hats cannot be found So long as fist can punch and wrench can fly So long lives BLU, and this is RED's goodbye.
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The lavender of leaves that tremble soft The humming Ancient's resonating sigh The dewy grass and misty clouds aloft Are unaware of battles drawing nigh But those who know the imminence of death The hope beyond the hope to stay alive The fear of drawing one last quiet breath Are those that gather, they the chosen five They cling to worldly goods in desperate dreams The branch, the potion; mantle, blade, and shield And there beneath, though gallant all may seem To Death's cold grip all know that they shall yield So down their chosen wooded lane they wend To certain death -- but brave until the end
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Thanks so much for the favorites, i was surprised you liked 4 of my pictures if not more. lol.

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thank you very much for the favs!!! ;)
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Thank You For The Fav (:
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