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Post by maxamillion on Oct 26, 2009 6:45:35 GMT -5
maxamillion stood in the center of the Colosseum, one of the worlds oldest and most well know land marks. " ah Rome the greatest empire the world ever knew. brought forth by a history of blood shed and violence. even the great Colosseum was just a way to execute criminals for the enjoyment of a crowd. this soil is stained with blood. much like my own past and i fear my future. i will always and forever be a warrior born and raised. just looking at me one can tell i was breed for war. my eyes hold the sorrows of a thousand years of battle and death. my ears hear the screaming wails of the dead. my hands run red with the blood of my enemies and my soul calls out even now to a worth opponent to give me a warriors death so that i may die with honor and give my family back what was taken from them. how i miss the dark ages where honor was everything and on had only to step outside to find a worthy soul to challenge on the fields of battle. I do not belong anywhere in this age of peace and reason. i do not belong i the age of mortals i how have lived thousands of years and have not aged. i who have had a thousand loves lost and seen my heart broken. if there truly is someplace out there for one such as me i fear i shall look for all eternity to find it." he shook his head as he knelt down and bowed his head in reverence to honor all that had died on this hollowed ground.
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Post by Rosalie on Oct 26, 2009 13:09:36 GMT -5
"Well for one lost you can only blame yourself, Max" a familiar voice spoke from behind of him. The voice probably long forgotten, the voice that now sounded differently. Rosalie was differently. But no one could ever tell how. She was more wise and clever. She stood for the most important virtues. " Why men always thinks only where to get a fight? Why they always tends to slip their love off their hands? " she questioned him as if inquisitor. Thought calmly...collected....and strangely serene. Rosalie circled him gracefully in fluid motions like a hunting panther it's prey. " You shouldn't have let her slip off your hand, Max. Maybe now you two would have been happy now? All three of you. Why didn't you go to search for her? I can't understand why men are such an idiots. Maybe you know, Max? Please enlighten me. That's the only thing i never understood"
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Post by maxamillion on Oct 26, 2009 15:19:58 GMT -5
Max smiled as he said " tell you why men can only think of fighting. i was a born fighter and i tried to change i realy did but its hard to go against ones nature. but even i dont know what causes men to think with their fighting spirits. i guess it boils down to primal instincts to protect what we have so that we don't lose it, but the irony is that in doing so we almost always loose the things we care about most."
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Post by Rosalie on Oct 26, 2009 15:36:11 GMT -5
She let out a heavy sigh. " Hard...but not impossible, Max. It seems men has weaker will than women does..." she said and looked away now gazing at something else or it seemed so. Her grayish blue eyes closing down for a few moments. " Be like of a Lasombra clan, Max - let others do your tasks for you...and you will not have to move a finger. You didn't manage to do so....now you lost everything and everyone....What you will do now? Loneliness kills from inside......sometimes takes away sanity...." she said and glanced at him as her eyes flashed for a little while before turning back to normal.
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Post by maxamillion on Oct 26, 2009 16:18:27 GMT -5
come now you know me better then that i could never let some one else fight in my place i am a Ravenloft a man of honor from a long line of warriors, my honor would never let me disgrace my family like that. " he shook his head as he looked up at the sky and began to whisper " Est Sularus oth Mithas - my honor is my life."
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Post by Rosalie on Nov 1, 2009 19:52:48 GMT -5
" Your habits will kill you one day, Max. You should know it more than anyone.." she said and shook her head lightly. " You will never be happy if you will not try and change, Max....just open your eyes.....those times are already gone.....stop grasping upon your past or else you will miss the future and so much more, Max. Don't you understand? Don't repeat your mistakes....stop looking back....you will not find anything there.....if you will keep looking over your shoulder you will keep tripping over present and will miss much....." she said and turns to walk away. " And try not to be so hateful towards Deimos......he's dead....so let it go....your hatred will kill you from inside....as will do your loneliness....." she muttered and walked off gracefully. " Don't miss a new given chance.....grasp upon it and look only forward......" her last words echoed softly from the distance.
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