Calibris tendral (Mind Weave)

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    • Desmotti
    • The wraith is but sadness in mortal form. It haunts to hunt, and hunts to feed. It cannot feed on any emotion. This is its pain. for emotion is not segregated it is fealt, and to feel is warmth.

    Calibris tendral (Mind Weave)

    whisper in sadness to those I can't see.
    The Calibris Tendral keeps them close to me.

    I deliver my words with mouth melted shut...
    Instead with this mind transfinite distances cut.

    The dreadful silence a shattered madness...
    A longing faded dreamy sadness.

    Hope is gone until the bright lights...
    Illuminate the wastes of twilight.

     Does one fear Desmotti? Some mortal
    or the King of Shadows...who lies beyond portal?

    Othalius...thee demands too much of these fools…

    why doth one care…Lord of  Crimson pools?

     

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    rougepriest commented on Calibris tendral (Mind Weave)

    10-03-2009

    I am afraid you will have to explain what calibris tendral is des I ve never heard of this nor can i find any info online about nor can i find a translator to understand it you really got me with this one i gotta say, im stumped. and curious.............................
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    rougepriest

    10/03/2009

    same with othalius closest i could come to on that one is a snail lol

    Desmotti

    10/03/2009

    Calibri's Tendril- Sage and Desmotti speak at great distances through a mind weave called Calibri's tendril. This understanding cannot be found through science of any sort. This tendril woven between to intelligences can only happen if divine subservience is offered by both parties without either parties asking for the loyalty. Thes e two individuals can speak at distances transfinite.

    Desmotti

    10/03/2009

    Desmotti has a Calibri's tendril with Oseddi. As an infant the voice of Oseddi's father found him from where ever he was. Soothing his child and humming melody into the mind of Oseddi. As the years went by the Voice became Oseddi's teacher in all things pertaining to the Inuit Washenade. Letting Oseddi know that he was the voice of his Father. His Father helped Oseddi weave his walls of reason, and build belief systems un tamper able by outside influence. Oseddi became the strongest of wills to ever have walked Eonoth and he was only six summers

    rougepriest

    10/05/2009

    You wise sage are a master of masters...........I can only entertain the willingness to ascend.... you may like a poem i just did called galvonic response and self endurance, your feedback is gratefully accepted. oh and how can i obtain the gift of the tendril, does it only apply to calibri and yourself or can another communicate?

    Desmotti

    10/05/2009

    Sir, It is a beautiful desire to speak with whom we hold closest…for they are worth the memories made. To believe that (all)… are not but away…not gone…this takes Faith…tis the only way. Debated always by those who can’t and will not part from their tangible man…may only the broken in heart find connect with anyone taken from mortalities trek…desire thee Calibri? The question is why…for answer that with tears from thy eye…wash all doubt away with sweet prayer…Call to whom thou wish to be there…dream weave to reach they whom thou wish to call…for all have Calibri…It’s been forgotten….that’s all.

    rougepriest

    10/05/2009

    At last I see whats been hidden from me, I knew at once you held some key, from now to calibri I assemble not thwart, till I too hold calibris in court.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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