-Issai Chozanshi


WIP- Desolation, part 2I am one of the many having danced the Supreme Ultimate (Though I had to force myself.) Carving out infinite space residing in a nutshell and hoping not to scratch it.WIP- Desolation, part 2
How can one assign damnation when there is no Hell? Why slay the giant monsters when they're just hungry like you and me? Why be The Law if you already know that The Law's going to win? What man would not envy the Pride and fall in with the ranks of the half-baked, detrimental


koan for meditationNever point the muzzle at anything you're not willing to destroy.koan for meditation


Desolation: entry 1 in seriesTall stone walls before the fall stood the greatest of them all.Desolation: entry 1 in series
And in the room the silent gloom portrays the doom that came too soon.
The nodding page forgot his wage upon the stage where plays did rage.
Upon the gate the land did hate the traitor's mate prefixed "the late."
A broken lance did halt the dance-- the drowsy trance in sullied France.
While on the throne its name unknown did sit, alone a pile of bone.


The Hunter"Is this thing on...?" *ahem* "Okay. Once there was a boy who wanted to be a man who wanted to seek out the evils of the known and unknown worlds and beat the snot out of them. He haunted the libraries and places of knowledge, gathering data and apocryphal stories alike in the hopes of identifying and destroying the evils.The Hunter
He laughed at himself as he did this, because he believed evil to be subjective, and not generally embodied in fiery demons, undead spooks, suit-clad comic book power brokers or nation-snatching zombie Nazis. Imagine his surprise when one day he ran across one such evil on his way home.
Now,
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You will always regret things you have not done
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Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.
I was not sorrowful but only tired
Of everything that ever I desired.
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