Monday, October 6, 2008
Memories from the Past

Memories From the Past

I have broken a record. My previous one to be exact.

Last night I woke up at 9pm. Wow... imagine going to bed at night and waking up at night the next day. Feels like a vampire. A friend says I'm growing fangs.

Had a shower, chatted with Feudie over MSN and off to bed I go again at 12am. So my body decides that enough sleep was enough, cos I awoke with a jolt this morning at 11am from a nightmare.

I was going through a couple of folders in my C: when I came across some old Ultima Online screenies.

Usually I wear a robe but I forgot why I was naked in this screenie. In UO, anything goes. All the things you could never do in RL, you'd do it in this world. It was a riot. I love this game alot more than WoW but it was a pity that EA screwed it over.

The tower of stolen rares.

Well, amongst all the screenies I found 3 treasures. They are letters written to me by Feudie many years back and I have kept and held on to them until today, just like many of the other gifts from him. I will share one but the other two will follow me to my grave as they are far too precious to be shared with anyone else.

In this letter, he writes about my UO character. It was the first thing he has ever written for me and I treasure it from the bottom of my heart.

The rarely seen Asura of the hunting group was claimed by many to be indescribably beautiful. Beautiful in what way however, no one could ever agree on. Some said it was her mysterious smile that enraptured you before she disintegrated your body with powerful magics. Others claimed that it was her lithe figure and slender form that was almost always clothed in the most delicate of silks and leaving all of her body visible to those few who ever had the rare fortune or misfortune to feast their eyes on her milky white skin. Yet some swore it was the fusion of the beauty of man and beast, combination of the dark unbridled fury of her nightmare and cool demeanor of human rider.

What the men agreed on however, was that how you could never turn away once you looked into the deep azure eyes of Asura, whether upon pain of death or mounting fear of her deathly steed, you never looked away once you gazed into her eyes. And death she brought, be it for the fresh meat her nightmare hungered for, the casualties one had to inflict in war or the orders FeudalAzrael handed to her. She killed with that rapturous smile of hers ....for she was Asura, meaning Death Incarnate in the high tongue, mage of the circle of grandmasters and tamer unsurpassed.

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