Often times, I wonder which of us is more addicted to the other, and how either of us ever manage those brief moments where we tempt but never touch.
I’ve made a habit of sitting on the quarterdeck, the sun on my back, open light casting down on the charts - my ass planted for the long-run in a chair, planning another adventure for Seraph.
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
Sarv, Wisp, Longstride, Swiftsilver, Melek, Vykk - Team D’Rinn
+ For my guildies and WoW-friends…
Because I’m in a particularly strange and nostalgic mood today, I thought now would be a good time to do this.
Kabbage! All teh loves! You are best roguey-rogue! And also get back in vent more! We’ve been minecrafting for like ever and you are not here to join in on the group-building! AND YOU MISSED ME SHOOTING HORGE OFF A MOUNTAIN!