Often the ghosts of the past
Ask questions to which
There are uncertain answers.
The pressure consumes me
Assurance is untimely
With the grave torch
Giving way to fair tidings
Letters unhallowed from clutched fists, unfold
To collect the knowledge, body and soul
Fear can drive no man
By the reins of ignorant bounty
Sweet desire by Neptune’s fortune
Emerald and Sapphire scry the beauty
19 Apr 2012 / 0 notes / very rough poetry realization knowledge personal writing
Tamiyo, the Moon Sage ‘-8 ability’
Emblem : “You have no maximum hand size” & “Whenever a card is put into your graveyard from anywhere, you may return it to your hand.”
The Moonfolk or Soratami are an enigmatic race of humanoid beings who dwell in Kamigawa’s clouds. Physically, they are slim, posses blue-gray skin, and have long ears which they wrap over their heads.
The Moonfolk live within floating palaces, of which their greatest structure on the clouds is a palace named Oboro (or Otawara). They watch over the world below, mostly indifferent to the concerns of the surface folk. They have a high emphasis on the study of magic and have some of the most learned mages on the plane.
19 Apr 2012 / Reblogged from mtg-realm with 7 notes
Magic spit from a Titan’s lips,
Your words do not tame me—
Angelic platinum; Earth, sky. Divine.
I am forgiven, not once but twice
In the fields of clouds and daisies.
Rubies scattered upon the Moon’s immortal armor;
The Sun’s diamond voice carries
Across the shoulder of the mountains.
The annex of the damned,
Behold.
Finally have a journal, for the first time in years.
19 Apr 2012 / 0 notes
Years of procrastination, mainly. What kind of person or direction do you see yourself being passionate about?
17 Apr 2012 / 0 notes
Ludovico Einaudi - Divenire
Eloquence is but a gift
Blessed and granted freely
To those who would choose
Ink over paint,
Blood over milk.
Eternity’s whispers
Spoken keenly with
Passion, devotion,
Untimely vociferation.
Expressive and coercing,
The olden conflict
Fears none but the silver tongue.
17 Apr 2012 / 0 notes / poetry experimental writing lament passion Ink
You are a mischievous, I would say. Passionate about what? Fixing those mistakes will be quite the task. That luck you speak of would be nice.
17 Apr 2012 / 0 notes
Just a few of my many creations.
(Source: zeldas-wonderland)
16 Apr 2012 / Reblogged from kyokosan with 300 notes
8-Bit: What Happens After Game Over
Personal Project created by Peter Lundstrom
16 Apr 2012 / Reblogged from it8bit with 450 notes
More then anything, I’d have to say I want to fix the mistakes I’ve made in my life, but I also desire companionship—whether that be having a best friend or a lover.
Your turn. Do I get to atleast know who you are, or do you like being mysterious? :)
16 Apr 2012 / 0 notes
I don’t drink but that looks awesome.Link’s Medicine of Magic (Green Potion)
- 2 Liters Sprite
- 1 Liter Green Apple Soda
- 1 C. Vodka
- 1/2 C. Green Apple Liqueur
- 1/4 C. Lychee Liqueur
Combine and enjoy!
Yes, these measurements are correct. It’s a party drink for your nerd buddies. This has a nice apple flavor (but not too strong), and the lychee adds a nice touch of exotic. Keep in mind we used a 5 liter boiling flask for this monster. So start breaking open pots and bring your rupees to the witch’s hut… or hit up the liquor store, whatever.
Edit- We don’t use this flask for meth. This is strictly our drinking flask.
15 Apr 2012 / Reblogged from hey-listen with 4,092 notes