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Rusting Sword

Posted May 9th, 2012 at 04:39 PM by Sylvano the Wasabus
It is not the oldest castle. There was one on this spot before this one, and I think one before that.

But to me it is the greatest castle, for I was wandering when I sited it, and arriving was like coming home.

Many were the warriors who once strode the castle halls- some orcs, some elves and many strange others, some traders and some of growing ill repute. Many feasts were held, much jesting, great exchanges of ideas, trades good and bad, and of course tales told of battles lost and won. Great tapestries and paintings were displayed proudly for all to see. It seemed it would last forever- and I know it sounds meaningless now, but in the moment I believed it true.

But how could that be? All things are transitory- I say so endlessly, it seems. But it’s easy to forget. We are creatures of the present, living moment to moment- wise if we are even three moves ahead.

And so when the road was moved, when the woods grew thicker around the castle it was with great sadness that I beheld the inevitable.

Frequents guests came less. The knights of the table dwindled in number. Many bid farewell. The feats became quiet affairs. The entrance way to the hall of Tapestries was shutttered and locked. Few new travelers came to the castle doors.

More left and more will, even if they don’t believe so today. The currents of time sail us away and we must keep our watch- which means always looking forward, seldom behind.

There are other isolated castles, and each there are some who stay. For one reason or another they continue to pace the quiet boards and patrol the keep. Some stay battle ready, while others simply stay.

More will leave. Others pack away gear or sell it. And yet some still linger.

“We shall rise again.” Some crow.
“We will rebuild on our own.” Others raven.

But the surrounding thicket grows ever denser, the welcoming banner fades more and more and the castle’s name drifts away, towards myth.

I, who have fought in the hills, know the feeling of the old warrior struggling- struggling in the morning, struggling in armour, still resolute but surely fading. Standing grim faced beside the few new, the happy untried and the other stragglers. But this is the place I chose to make my stand- forever- or at least I believe so in this moment.

I unsheathe my sword and jam it heavily into the hard earth at my feet, so it stands, like a cross.
Here I stand, come what come may....
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boromir96's Avatar
Heroscapers Aint Ever dying. Ever.
Posted May 9th, 2012 at 08:58 PM by boromir96 boromir96 is offline
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ZBeeblebrox's Avatar
Long Live Scape.

I also will stand here, come what may
Posted May 9th, 2012 at 10:33 PM by ZBeeblebrox ZBeeblebrox is offline
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kolakoski's Avatar

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Well met!

Elegantly said, good Sylvano! Where once I, as you, felt strongly my own mortality, not merely due to the passing of my sixth decade on the planet, not so long ago (and, more recently, my sudden unemployment), but to the decline and decay of body and spirit among many of my brethren, 'Scapian and non-'Scapian alike, I now know that all is not lost.

For even as my body still grows in strength and skill in response to training, and my spirit has hope again that I might again attain satori within my singing, so, too, does chas' Palace still vibrate with the echoes of the laughter of the Gang of Four, plus Two, with the recent additions of Mikeyblaze and Pauliesmiley!

So, good Sylvano,do not go gently into oblivion, passively allowing the thickets to . . . well, thicken around you. True greatness never dies, but will continue to inspire further greatness, long after we few who witnessed its birth and prematurely heralded death have gone on to whatever afterlife awaits us. In the meantime, be happy! Seek out boon companions! Pull your Greatsword from its earthy confines, slash your way through the thickest part of the thickets that thwart you, and wield it far from its, and your, . . . earthly confines, with me, on . . . Barsoom!

Posted May 9th, 2012 at 11:19 PM by kolakoski kolakoski is offline
Updated May 9th, 2012 at 11:31 PM by kolakoski
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chas's Avatar
"Then, on Ida's Plain where Asgard had stood before, he saw Vidar and Vali, the two of the Aesir who had survived through Ragnarok. Thor's two sons, Magni and Modi, came to join them, bearing Miolnir in their hands. After this, the earth opened and back from Helheim came Baldur the Beautiful, holding his brother Hodur by the hand.

They sat down and spoke together concerning all that had happened, of the passing of Fenris and Jormungand, and other evils. Then, shining among the grass and flowers, they saw the ancient golden chessmen of the Aesir, and collecting them began to play once more on the board of life.

Presently Honir came to them out of Vanaheim, bringing great wisdom to the new Aesir. At his bidding new halls rose on Ida's Plain, glittering palaces waiting for the souls of dead men and women from Midgard.

For in Midgard also life came again. In the deep place called Hoddminir's Holt a man and a woman had escaped from Surtur's fire. Now they awoke from sleep, Lif and Lifthrasir; and for food they found the morning dew was all they needed. From them were born many children so that Midgard was peopled anew. And there were children also in the new Asgard which was called Gimli the Gem Lea, where the halls were thatched with gold. There the blessed among men mingled with the new race of the Aesir, and the new Sun shone brightly, and the new world was filled with light and song."

Myths of the Norsemen
Roger Lancelyn Green
Posted May 10th, 2012 at 10:26 AM by chas chas is offline
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elvenwizard9's Avatar
I've noticed as much. Gallery is gone, frequent poster leaving, people selling their collections.

The only way to fix this is to SPREAD it to more people. I have invited my new friend to a HeroScape tournament I am having today. He can't come today, but the next one shall have him there, I am sure of it.
Posted May 11th, 2012 at 07:26 AM by elvenwizard9 elvenwizard9 is offline
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There are other swords in the ground. Some have people around them while other have gone for a respite, soon to return.
While these weapons will rust over time and slowly crumble away be assured there will be at least one more willing to stand.
Posted May 11th, 2012 at 07:28 AM by AMIS AMIS is offline
Updated May 11th, 2012 at 07:28 AM by AMIS (Well written Sylvano)
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flameslayer93's Avatar
Yeah, some of us Wardogs have gone to sleep for awhile. Some might pick up the ol'sword and go back to hacking up them goodie two-shoe Jandarians.
Posted May 16th, 2012 at 04:30 PM by flameslayer93 flameslayer93 is offline
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boromir96's Avatar
@ Elvenwizard9, The Gallery is back!
Posted May 17th, 2012 at 07:38 AM by boromir96 boromir96 is offline
 
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