The Naming

Posted in Various by raistlin @ Feb 16, 2010

To everyone’s eyes he looked like a young man, but his appearance could trick anyone into considering him as such. Indeed, a neat trick this was for he was much older that his skin was telling. A deeper look into his eyes would have unveiled a sea of years and each thought that crossed his wandering mind only added more and more. But then again not many would dare to glance behind those eyes and try to see beyond the easy grasp of the appearances. (more…)

Dictionar de Divinatie

Posted in Magic by raistlin @ Feb 15, 2010

AEROMANTIE – Arta prezicerii viitorului prin observarea atmosferei, aerului, acerului sau a fenomenelor atmosferice.

ASTROLOGIE – magie divinatorie (considerata stiinta) bazata pe relatia dintre toate corpurile materiale ale universului, pe influenta corpurilor celeste asupra indivizilor, societatilor si evenimentelor de orice ordin. Are la baza un principiu fizic real: atractia universala si legea lui Newton – corpurile se atrag cu o forta direct proportionala cu masa lor si invers proportionala cu patratul distantei. Tehnica de studiu al caracterelor umane avand la baza astromantia (vezi astromantie) . Astrologia babiloniana interpreta destinul omului dupa pozitia astrelor in momentul nasterii, precum si dupa miscarile, intalnirile si gradatiile culorilor acestor astre. Zodiacul traditional s-a nascut in Babilon, dar era un studiu mult mai aprofundat decat horoscoapele rudimentare din zilele noastre.
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Silver Rain

Posted in Lyrics by raistlin @ Feb 10, 2010

Dreams of silver in the night
Breathing glamour in starlight
All around in winter’s veil
Through the shadows and through hail

So come and sit down here with me
By the fire, come and see
How the flames they jump and dance
On the music of sweet romance

Take a cup of joy and sorrow
And think nothing of tomorrow
There is nothing but tonight
Silver dreams within starlight (more…)

Nightwind’s Journal: Within the Night

Posted in Nightwind's diary by raistlin @ Feb 6, 2010

“Do you cling to the past … or can you see through the pain?” he did not remember where the question came from but now, as the assassin sat alone in the night with the fire being his only friend, it came back to haunt him. He prodded the fire back into flame, the bright eruption casting a strange dance of shadows all around him. His lips curled into a light smile, watching this strange game that light and shadow played near his bed roll and wondered about their nature … unwilling to give in to the question. (more…)