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A song to summon the flame of hope: Lifelight |
Posted by: Jorlem - 11-04-2018, 10:44 PM - Forum: The Game Everyone Loves To Play
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Lyrics:
Colors weave into a spire of flame
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
On that day, when the sky fell away
Our world came to an end
In our eyes, did a fading sun rise in the dark?
Glimmering shadows
Silence grows, in the spaces between
stretching out beyond time
Rising up, as a chorus of souls find a voice
flickering through the void
These little sparks, cling on to life,
everyone caught in the struggle,
And then the storms of change, they fan the flames
scattering ashes to the wind
Every soul contains a whisper of light
gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight
No escape, no greater fate to be made
In the end, the chains of time will not break
Colors weave into a spire of flame
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Search your soul and reawaken the undying light
As fate spins a thread without end,
new life draws its first breath,
Blossoming in a soil reclaimed from the past,
where destiny holds fast,
Here where we stand, hand clenched in hand
everyone caught in the struggle,
This is the day we finally find our way
stepping into our tomorrow
Every soul contains a whisper of light
growing louder as it calls to unite
From the distance sings a chorus of souls
rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals
Colors weave into a spire of flame
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed
Bear this torch against the cold of the night
Light will guide you, on your way to the ultimate fight
Official lyric source (Click the slightly twinkling star to the upper right of the word Lifelight to see the lyrics.)
My thought for a power for this is that this song would summon the flame of hope, which would gradually brighten and grow larger over the course of the song. In addition to inspiring hope in all who see it, there is no darkness that the light from this flame cannot pierce through, from deepest night to the darkest depths of despair, to the void beyond the ends of the universe. The light from the flame of hope is something that all can see, even those that cannot see at all.
Of course, as this is summoning the flame of hope, I'd imagine that doing so might run the risk of attracting the attention of beings that care about that sort of thing, which could be good or bad.
Edit:
For those unaware, this song is from this trailer for Super Smash Brothers Ultimate:
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On the 100th anniversary of the end of World War I |
Posted by: robkelk - 11-01-2018, 11:21 AM - Forum: General Chatter
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This November 11 will be the 100th anniversary of the Armistice that ended World War I.
Instead of the usual request to take a moment of silence to remember the veterans and the fallen on the day itself, I thought I'd mention a 22-year-old man named Hugh Cairns.
Quote:On 1 November 1918, while Sergeant Cairns was serving with the 46th Infantry Battalion near Valenciennes in France, a German machine gun opened fire on his platoon as it advanced. Single-handed, he attacked the enemy position and captured the gun, using a Lewis light machine gun to kill the crew. Later, when progress was blocked again, he charged another group of German positions, killing 12 of the enemy and capturing 18 others along with two machine guns. When further resistance was encountered from enemy machine guns and artillery, Cairns, though wounded, led a successful effort to outflank and eliminate the defenders. Cairns’s small party inflicted many casualties and captured about fifty of the enemy and all of their guns. A subsequent patrol in which he participated forced 60 more enemy soldiers to surrender. It was while disarming this group of prisoners that Cairns was wounded again, this time severely. Although he still managed to open fire and kill many of his assailants, he was overwhelmed by about 20 of the other enemy prisoners and collapsed from weakness and the loss of blood. Cairns died the following day.
Sergeant Cairns was the last Canadian to be awarded the Victoria Cross for his actions during World War I.
Also, did you know? It was in 1931 that Canada moved Thanksgiving from November to October in order for that holiday to be a separate event, setting aside November 11 as a day for remembrance.
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Netflix's Castlevania Season 2 |
Posted by: Epsilon - 10-27-2018, 12:55 AM - Forum: General Chatter
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Wow. Netflix is hitting it out of the park this season. Haunting of Hill House, Daredevil and now Castlevania.
I won't spoil it, because damn that season climax is all kinds of awesome, but I will say that if you have a tolerance (or appreciation) for bloody violent anime give this a watch. There is a lot of talking for the first 6 episodes but then the payoff... the payoff is perhaps the single most satisfying single episode of an anime I have seen for quite some time. Not since the ending of Fullmetal Alchemist.
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Doug's Computer history |
Posted by: Jenova_Silverstar - 10-25-2018, 09:15 PM - Forum: General DW Chatter
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So, I wonder what computers or OSes that Doug has experiences with. What was the first computer that he first programmed on? Is there an old 8-bit computer system he has fondness for? Or programming languages that he prefers?
This was prompted from watching some youtube videos restoring old 8 bit era computers.
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A Teaser from Chapter 5 |
Posted by: Bob Schroeck - 10-24-2018, 12:05 PM - Forum: Drunkard's Walk VIII: Harry Potter and the Man from Otherearth
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"You do not understand, human. You no longer live your life
according to the dictates of Destiny. You have been touched by
the Fates -- you are an *adjunct* to them, their agent and
antithesis both, whether you know it or not."
This fine October night I had barely gotten to the meadow where I
usually did my surveillance summonings when -- finally! -- one of
the stalker centaurs left the Forbidden Forest and galloped up to
me. But instead of greeting me, introducing himself or otherwise
being anything *close* to social, he instead started raking me
over the coals because I somehow messed up their astrological
calculations. Apparently my gravitic mass was sufficient to sway
the stars and planets from their usual courses and send them
dancing willy-nilly across the sky in ways that deeply offended
the centaurs.
Naturally I called bullshit on this silliness. Oddly, this did
not endear me to the as-yet-unidentified Greco-Roman hexapod. In
response he instead began to lecture me on why my very existence
was an insult to any right-thinking seer of the future.
I heroically restrained myself from rolling my eyes as he worked
himself up to the point that I had to step back to avoid being
showered in humanoequine spittle.
"Your very presence destroys Destiny, breaks Fate, changes
what-must-be to what-you-need as the world around you dances to
the tune you play," the centaur growled, clenching his fists and
stomping with one front hoof as if to punctuate the seriousness
of his accusation. I yawned at the theatrics. "You may have
once been a normal wizard," he continued, "but no more. Your
every movement is infused with the energies of Fate."
I snorted. "I *beg* your pardon, Trigger! I was *never* a
'normal' wizard. And for your information, I haven't been
*touched* by Fate -- I've been *kissed*." I stopped and
reconsidered. "Well, four kisses and a handshake."
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