Some days...
Posted: October 11, 2002, 11:57 pm
Some days....
I miss Norrath.
cliff diving off the giant statue in permafrost
lava tube swimming in sol b
marathon swims in lake rathe
standing atop the guard tower and watching the sun set between the spires of North Karana
Sliding down the muddy creek of trakanon's teeth
visiting the little known froglok town in the swamp of no hope
running the gauntlet as a warrior to ToV
remembering the chill the first time I saw the fear portal
remembering the thrill of breaking Hate
waking the sleeper
gliding over the peaks of the dreadlands in route to karnors
running with the gators in the underbelly of the old cazic thule
having a beer in Thurgadin
crusing the Plane of Growth before I was kos
fishing at the base of the thundering falls of East Karana
hunting the ghoul messenger in WK
Oddly enough I fondly remember helping about 30 mages get their epics done at one point or another.
getting a dagas from the plane of air
high diving from the eagles nest in lake rathe
cliff diving into the pit of black burrow
swimming under the ice of permafrost
crusing kithicor at night, actually being spooked of the place
charming Leelee
I recognize that its a shallow world.
I recognize that its only as real as a Hollywood western facade,
but sometimes,
for a few timeless moments,
my mind revists and races over that world.
Images flicker by just like a childhood memory of christmas.
My mental scrapbook,
pictures of my past interwoven with pictures of a leathery old half elf in peanut butter plate.
Good times,
Good memories
Here's to the future guys,
I hope to explore new worlds with you, someday.
I miss Norrath.
cliff diving off the giant statue in permafrost
lava tube swimming in sol b
marathon swims in lake rathe
standing atop the guard tower and watching the sun set between the spires of North Karana
Sliding down the muddy creek of trakanon's teeth
visiting the little known froglok town in the swamp of no hope
running the gauntlet as a warrior to ToV
remembering the chill the first time I saw the fear portal
remembering the thrill of breaking Hate
waking the sleeper
gliding over the peaks of the dreadlands in route to karnors
running with the gators in the underbelly of the old cazic thule
having a beer in Thurgadin
crusing the Plane of Growth before I was kos
fishing at the base of the thundering falls of East Karana
hunting the ghoul messenger in WK
Oddly enough I fondly remember helping about 30 mages get their epics done at one point or another.
getting a dagas from the plane of air
high diving from the eagles nest in lake rathe
cliff diving into the pit of black burrow
swimming under the ice of permafrost
crusing kithicor at night, actually being spooked of the place
charming Leelee
I recognize that its a shallow world.
I recognize that its only as real as a Hollywood western facade,
but sometimes,
for a few timeless moments,
my mind revists and races over that world.
Images flicker by just like a childhood memory of christmas.
My mental scrapbook,
pictures of my past interwoven with pictures of a leathery old half elf in peanut butter plate.
Good times,
Good memories
Here's to the future guys,
I hope to explore new worlds with you, someday.