If Israel doesn't do something about Iran's nuclear program, I will be extremely surprised. They have always been a proactive nation, and I am sensing a pre-emptive strike.
The twisting of the sinews and the mastery of the physical world wore on Lumen even as he just began. There was no glory in waving a simple piece of material around in an attempt to wound those around him. Likewise he found no glory in the proclivity for throwing away ones life for the sake of...
The Umbaran looked calmly at his master as she handled her quarterstaff. His grey eyes examined her up and down and paid close attention to her movements. Combat was something that Lumen dreaded and that he had hoped to avoid at all costs, however here was a time to learn. It was not an...
Lumen listened to his master avidly, waiting for a chance to be trained in formal combat. He took the quarterstaff from his master and held it in a firm grip. Lumen was no stranger to combat, though his skills lacked any definition of aptitude. He was most comfortable with the formalities of...
It was amazing how watchful the shadows were. They seeped outwards and they spread in all directions as they sought to encompass all life. Lumen was no different than shadow as he stood behind the jawa, and watched the events unfold. His eyes were vigilant and his resolve was firm as he stood...
Recently an unfortunate situation has prevented me from posting with any degree of rapidity. I would like to apologize and assure everyone I will be making my post as soon as possible.
Shadows hide many things. A terrible roar echoed through the forest, reverberating through the trees and reaching the ears of Lumen. Immediately the twilight of the forest became something dangerous; immediately the twilight of the forest became something deadly. His cloak was pulled ever...
A ghost walked through the forest in the marginal, pale twilight created by the obstructing canopy above. A ghost walked both silently and swiftly through the underbrush, secure in his cause and cautious of his dangers, shadowing the movement of a smaller figure that padded along. A ghost clung...
A man incapable of rising to his feet with calm posture and pose after an ordeal was a man incapable of civilized living. Lumen had the skill down to an art, and even though he was covered in the debris of his day he managed to rise and assume a dignified stance. The sun shone through his white...
I agree definitely. History isn't going to be my area of study however. I do have a great passion for all eras of history, mainly classical Roman, but its not what I am going to do with my life. Though I do have a great love for Latin as a language and what it represented as a culture.
Cicero is seriously one of my favorite Romans. His orations against Cataline were amazing. I really want to read all of his epistles and works more in depth, but for right now I'm getting through Virgil.