"The styx again....why?" asked the first voice.
"why?...why not, cara?" asked an other voice.
"What now, what should I do, my memories are gone..." asked again the first voice.
"Not entirely, it wasn't the first time..." answered a third voice.
"did you realy forget?" adds the second(?) voice and chuckles.
"I...I...Sì...I forgot, but I feel...strange, I must look for ..something, knowledge, but why?" asked the first voice again.
"In the name of revolution, in the name of freedom..." answered a nice lot voice together.
"For power....arcane power.." Finished her.
"Now you are lost, but your personalities, the WE, all of us were free souls of the revolution, we must evolve, we must become again powerfull" Tales a voice.
"Uh...I'm totaly crazy, fuori testa..." Begins her with a sleight panic.
"Sì...Sì, you are, you embraced the chaos/the ethernal sofference in depth of your true soul/you are now before The many choices/you are us, we are you" Sings the others in chore.
Sighs deeply and nods, and again and again...
"Sono pronta. Now WE will look for the mages of shadows...."
Lethyaia Specchio - Journal
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*Zahir
- Posts: 56
- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am
So many time, so many prime, love, seduction, theft, fun...and again.
I was away for too long time from Sigil, no one knows, no one remember, the table is full with delicious new dishes, and waits only me.
I ain't going to write about the last few years, because as fun it was so useless for our cause, enough of primes and lazy days.
What's next then?
New outfit...done,
New personality, one of the many in our disposition...done,
Done....done,
Contacting the cell...not yet,
Contacting old friends...maybe,
Sitting in Khaz's place to watch day and night the bloods....boooring,
Playing card and win a lot....Cards are not for game but for fortunetelling,
Liberate chaos on the triad...not alone,
Hitchhiking a Dabus....crazy but could work, for a bit.
All seems undecided, seems uncertain, but first steps are always like that.
Progress might come by work...what? never, never ever.
Shame, that fortunetelling for oneself won't turn out much likely to reveal the truth.
WE need a goal, WE need a new plan, WE need some rum...
I see now, It's clear, Hive remains Hive, and our place remains the Jug,
I was away for too long time from Sigil, no one knows, no one remember, the table is full with delicious new dishes, and waits only me.
I ain't going to write about the last few years, because as fun it was so useless for our cause, enough of primes and lazy days.
What's next then?
New outfit...done,
New personality, one of the many in our disposition...done,
Done....done,
Contacting the cell...not yet,
Contacting old friends...maybe,
Sitting in Khaz's place to watch day and night the bloods....boooring,
Playing card and win a lot....Cards are not for game but for fortunetelling,
Liberate chaos on the triad...not alone,
Hitchhiking a Dabus....crazy but could work, for a bit.
All seems undecided, seems uncertain, but first steps are always like that.
Progress might come by work...what? never, never ever.
Shame, that fortunetelling for oneself won't turn out much likely to reveal the truth.
WE need a goal, WE need a new plan, WE need some rum...
I see now, It's clear, Hive remains Hive, and our place remains the Jug,
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*Zahir
- Posts: 56
- Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am
"What you own, owns you as well" Starting from that line of idea, I've decided to unite myself with the people of the hive, brothers and sisters, and continue my life in the cage having nothing, but value and virtue in my head. Lot of information, a real currency, for which there is no need to be changed into jinks.
I was contacted by a veteran member of the community, while I was begging for the price of my diner in the bazaar. He offered me a new opportunity, something I priced a lot, to become again active as...well, what I'm for real.
I've accepted his offer, except the jinks, I don't need any wealth, I don't need the imprisonment anymore.
The strange thing, that usually and mostly I cause the problems, not solve them. Maybe for a period, this time, things will be different, furthermore some new point of view, could be a valuable asset.
I was contacted by a veteran member of the community, while I was begging for the price of my diner in the bazaar. He offered me a new opportunity, something I priced a lot, to become again active as...well, what I'm for real.
I've accepted his offer, except the jinks, I don't need any wealth, I don't need the imprisonment anymore.
The strange thing, that usually and mostly I cause the problems, not solve them. Maybe for a period, this time, things will be different, furthermore some new point of view, could be a valuable asset.