But the memory remains.

[oriseus]

This place was home, once.

For a hundred years this gleaming jewel, this miracle of a city, was the only thing I knew. I loved her spires, the stained glass that glittered in the ever-present lights, the pristine streets, the endless springtime. I loved her gardens and her fountains. I loved her citizens' beauty and the deadly games we played.

Comments

[kaelash]

((Ori D: *cuddles him to bits* Poor thing. SMC rather exploded on more than one level, didn't it. T_T))

[oriseus]

(( Indeed. v_v This was actually written due to nostalgia on my part for one of the most amazing roleplayers/writers I've ever known: Langley, AKA Antivius Erewan. ))

[vinarian]

(( Ahh, Langley. RP with him was never the same once he got into a RL relationship with Kaedrin. It all fell apart, since he let OOC run into IC -- he changed his rp around completely -- and the IC relationships he had with others suffered, and then he finally quit WoW. Shame. I enjoyed rp with him. ))

[oriseus]

(( Ahhhh so that's what happened. I'd noticed there were some drastic changes, but never suspected RL stuff had anything to do with it...ah well. I hope that whatever he's doing these days that writing is part of it. ))