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Rules for apprentice magesRules for Apprentice Mages
1. I will not summon undead beings during lunch breaks
2. I will not offer to sell my soul or that of a fellow apprentice to creatures of a demonic nature.
3. I will disregard the above rule it if said fellow apprentice is:
a) Trying to sell my soul to a creature of a demonic nature.
b) Trying to gain favour with the master in an unscrupulous manner.
c) Being a complete moron and deserves everything he gets.
d) Attempting to steal my girlfriend.
4. I will not convince others to join in a blood pact with me, for whatever reason, particularly if it involves the vandalising of my masters equipment or body hair, sneaking into my masters room or performing amusing experiments on my masters familiar for educational purposes.
5. Locks on doors were not put there to test my marauding abilities, particularly those on the doors to the store room and my masters private rooms.
6. I will not try to capture wood nymphs, sprites, pixies o
Sonnet 1- Angel on the mountMellow-hearted, voice soft as rain
And in her beauty I drownd.
With poise and grace she is crownd
Sent from the heavens, she feels no pain.
Her soul is pure- without mortal shame
And in her eyes Im found.
O, to keep her feet upon the ground
With her my heart will ner wane.
She knows not of the grief made
By her ignorant stare.
My hearts broken pieces I count.
The pain is mine; the price I paid
For beauty beyond compare.
My angel on the mount.
Swan songWhite eyes
Skin like silk,
Cold to the touch
She is alone.
Under flickering moonlight
Of the weeping willow
She is singing.
Rolls over water
Can you hear her?
She summons you.
Bedecks arched necks
Discarded piece by piece
She is yours.
Eyes that glitter
Now she moves on.
She is free.
Green EyesGreen Eyes, please look my way.
I think I love you.
Every time I think about you, my heart thunders.
My cheeks burn.
My stomach flutters.
My knees go weak.
When I see you smile, I cant help but follow suit.
Im sure I love you, Green Eyes.
I see you with him, holding hands.
Bumping shoulders and laughing.
My heart falters.
I wish I was beside you,
Holding your hand instead.
I wish I didnt love you, Green Eyes.
I dont think I can help it.
It would make things simpler.
Easier for both of us.
I cant help but love you, Green Eyes.
Your smile is my sunrise.
Even if I cant have you,
At least I can still see your light.
I will always love you, Green Eyes.
InkInk-stained hands rest atop the paper, motionless. Fingers grasp the pen, holding on in desperation to a fading hope. Dust settles on aged skin, lined deep where time has eroded a path. Paper-lined shelves surround the figure, tales of the ages recorded by the immortal hands of Myth and Legend. Heroic deeds, epic quests from cultures innumerable, lore and song alike are kept on these shelves. Once, countless footsteps shuffled between the shelves, learning the stories and teaching them to their young Now the halls are silent. Nobody cares for the tales of old and there are none left to record. The hand rests motionless; the mind stagnates as the eyes of Myth and Legend watch an ever-changing world.
Ancient Greece, Legend and Myth remembers while shuffling through papers to his right. Zeus, supreme God, created Pegasus. Body of an Equine and the wings of an Avian, she was a symbol of creation as she danced with the Muses on the mount of Helicon. Artemis, Goddess of the
Of a featherHither skylarks fly.
Falling with grace, wings caressing cloud.
Fly into the sun and blind us with your light.
Take a soul, steal a heart.
Monarch Egret, Heron Queen
With regal plume and dance.
Stately court of boughs in which to rule.
Cardinals and Blackbirds
The clergyman and the sinner,
Though whose song is sweeter?
RosethornSweeter than any rose
Though each bloom has its thorn
She ghosts though each castle room
Austere and forlorn.
Countless hearts she leaves ajar
Left open in her wake
Oh how she strikes her fatal blow
Killing for Loves sake
How many willing hearts she stole
How many more shell steal
Are countless lies within her eyes
The She-Devils final deal.
DreamAs I lay my head to rest,
The stars above, they gleam.
And event though I see them not,
I join them when I dream.
To lands far distant, past the sun,
Where castles of crystal rise high.
While witches and wizards tend to their brews,
Dragons streak cross the sky.
Next to oceans deep and vast,
Where sharks and dolphins roam.
And beneath the mingling waves and sun,
Mermaids call it home.
Riding bareback on a white mare,
-how the prince and I first met!
Just like stories told to a child,
Well ride to the hills and sunset.
But then to a place forsaken by man,
Where Dantes minions scream.
The fragile world comes crashing down,
When a nightmare spawns from a dream.
Howls of hate, violence and torture,
Burn my mind and my eyes.
While a slowly growing, deathly silence,
Can be heard above childrens cries.
The world is not a perfect place,
Of this I know too well.
War and violence, with hate for all,
We are creating our own Hell!
But hold on tight to thoughts at heart,
The moment in timeThat moment always comes too soon,
Where the truth is finally told.
Where the world falls about your feet
And all you can do is stare.
They all said you wanted to go.
That never wanted to grow old.
I can hear your voice on the wind
And I know youre not really there.
You left me here all on my own.
A thousand tears of mine Ive sold.
I look to the moon at night and know
I want your voice on the telephone.
That moment always comes too soon and then it goes before were gone.
I still sit here at night wondering what the hell with you went wrong.
Werent you perfect enough for my world? Why didnt you ever tell?
Instead of hope, you gave me sleepless nights, wanting to be with you.
Im looking for my way home,
But now that youre gone, so am I.
My laughter died the night you went
And the CPR they gave was too late.
My moon doesnt shine anymore
And without you, I cant ever fly.
I keep trying to turn over a new leaf
But the book always opens to
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