I swear they make me tear up all over again whenever I see them
.
Beneath the arching boughs of a forest, a girl approaches, her golden hair
dressed with a crown of fresh spring blossoms. As she gazes about the greenwood
with a summery smile, she is surrounded by a flurry of autumn leaves and begins
to fade, with snowflakes falling from the sky in her wake.
A hunter moves silently through the forest, crouched low as he stalks his prey.
An arrow whispers through the air, striking its target, and the howl of a wolf
echoes through your dream. The hunter is soon joined by a lovely figure,
graceful and more beautiful than any other you have seen. She brings her lips to
his cheek with a simple kiss and, smiling at each other, the two lovers walk
away, hand in hand, fading in the distance.
Why Sarapis, WHY!!!
P.S: Also is it just me that is getting spammed with this specific dream more than any of the rest:
Scores of winged beings raise their swords high above you, bound by one goal as
dictated by their God. Far below, a multitude of watery creatures strike trident
against shield, prepared to lay down their lives in service of their Lord.
Looking on, your skin tingles with fevered anticipation, and you cannot help but
let slip the slightest of smiles, your heart quickening with thoughts of the
impending carnage.
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The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
rhyme nor reason. Villages erupt in blazing fire while rampaging bands of
mercenaries blend seamlessly into billowing smoke and flickering flames,
following their leader with blind zealotry.
Enjoy!
YET
Apollyon's is boring.
Pandemonium's is still my favorite, though I liked the one of Lupus and Selene.
The soul of Ashmond says, "Always with the sniping."
(Clan): Ictinus says, "Stop it Jiraishin, you're making me like you."
My favourite is Tarah's, Melantha's and Pentharian's.
Scores of winged beings raise their swords high above you, bound by one goal as dictated by their God. Far below, a multitude of watery creatures strike trident against shield, prepared to lay down their lives in service of their Lord. Looking on, your skin tingles with fevered anticipation, and you cannot help but let slip the slightest of smiles, your heart quickening with thoughts of the impending carnage.
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
his roguish grin captivating all who draw near. With a casual flick of the wrist,
he tosses a golden sovereign into the air, laughing as it spins and falls.
Why did you have to do it...