CasusNO

Though not quite the Philosopher's Stone of legend, "Alchemists" are, none-the-less, the closest modern equivalent. Within their grasp, matter becomes malleable to a point wich is almost undefinable — Almost magic.

Those little wires are awfully tough to move around in.

Yeah (Laughs). Lucky I'm pretty small. That's the point, though. You aren't really meeting in a place at all. You're basically all logged onto a huge BBS that's linked to other huge BBS's. It's like a party line.

I almost remember a time; a long time ago. It was a good time, when the water was crystal all the way to the gold sandy bottom, and multicolored fish flitted and darted between emerald reeds. Bright birds flickered through the tall, leafy trees, and animals; furry, scaly and skinned, ran through tall grass in the bright summer night. There was enough for everyone to eat. And the sky was very, very blue.

We didn't had any weapons then, because we didn't need them. We gave up the threats and the anger, because we finally all understood eaxh other. We were willing to share everything, because we could have anything we wanted.

Our parents have forgotten. They can't remember this place; this time. But we can. this is the way it used to be. That is the way it will be. That is the way we can make it become.

It is up to us, to take Mankind back. Because we can remember. Because we can hope. Because we can.

Because we understand the Eden Dream.

Though not quite the Philosopher's Stone of legend, "Alchemists" are, none-the-less, the closest modern equivalent. Within their grasp, matter becomes malleable to a point wich is almost undefinable — Almost magic.

Those little wires are awfully tough to move around in.

Yeah (Laughs). Lucky I'm pretty small. That's the point, though. You aren't really meeting in a place at all. You're basically all logged onto a huge BBS that's linked to other huge BBS's. It's like a party line.

I almost remember a time; a long time ago. It was a good time, when the water was crystal all the way to the gold sandy bottom, and multicolored fish flitted and darted between emerald reeds. Bright birds flickered through the tall, leafy trees, and animals; furry, scaly and skinned, ran through tall grass in the bright summer night. There was enough for everyone to eat. And the sky was very, very blue.

We didn't had any weapons then, because we didn't need them. We gave up the threats and the anger, because we finally all understood eaxh other. We were willing to share everything, because we could have anything we wanted.

Our parents have forgotten. They can't remember this place; this time. But we can. this is the way it used to be. That is the way it will be. That is the way we can make it become.

It is up to us, to take Mankind back. Because we can remember. Because we can hope. Because we can.

Because we understand the Eden Dream.

Cougar Lamilar Hunting Bow
$150.00
EX • +1 • N • C • 5D6
Similar to the classic Tribal Longbow. Laminated plex and imitation wood. Comes with 24 arrows.