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In ignem autem non cadit.
Lastchance2099
Aegis. :: :: Here, I sit. In Aegis. Wrapped in its arms, I currently shiver. Yes, Here I sit; In Aegis. Yet my skin and my mind rest against a tree. A cold night as usual, I have only met Luna once on my journey. My journey to learn of Aegis. :: Aegis. :: Next to me is a tattered sign, barely erect on the path. Faded with time, it whispers a small message. "in ignem autem non cadit". :: This script means nothing to me. I run my tongue across my teeth; decipher this magical code. :: I do not. My journey shall continue, As, with Aegis. :: Aegis. :: Resting against this ancient bark I breathe lively. I hear far, my hand is nimble with the pen; I will sleep well. While the sign was faded this place is not. Above this tree, and above this sign, is constructed a behemoth against the ground. Glass from our greatening minds, creates a glove, stuck upon Aegis to form a magnificent dome. In such a glove I feel safe. Whether this dome serves as a web, or a candle against the darkness I do not know. This is a common truth in Aegis. :: Aegis. :: As God rose his hand to conjur good, so too was a shadow cast. :: Within every man, dwarf, elf, orc, lurks this shadow. Against the torches, so too does this ancient tree, faded sign, and magnificent dome print their shadow. :: Aegis was born in twilight, and Aegis shall die for twilight. :: Aegis. :: I have experienced much. Above me an apple quivers in the branches of this ancient tree. Luna shines and dazzles its unpleasantly green skin. :: My pen falters for this apple. :: I weep for this apple. :: My stomach yearns for such an apple; my mind prays I can reach it... Tart;sweet;Rotten;Ripe. I have seen the apple Aegis offers a  thousand times. :: Yet. :: I will never be able to taste this apple. No one in Aegis can taste their own apple. :: Aegis. :: Here I sit; In Aegis. Against a tree. Next to a faded sign. Under a dome. Above a shadow. Beneath my apple. :: Yes, Here I sit; In Aegis. :: :: In the morning as I woke; :: The apple and the shadow met; :: Twisting writhing as they spoke; :: 'In ignem autem non cadit' :: :: -Bastion- ::