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aeduna
Nov. 12th, 2009 10:58 pm (UTC)
:) its fun to go through the old photos sometimes...
hasimir
Nov. 15th, 2009 09:18 pm (UTC)
It's funny you should mention this. I'm trying to introduce dolphinsteak to roleplaying and plan to do so by way of Amber, which is appropriate since she's the one who brought the audiobooks read by Roger Zelazny to my attention. I plan to start her off solo, but want a small number of players so she can see what it's really like.

When trying to think of people who'd like to play a small, ongoing game your name came to the top of the list. So ... would you be interested?
halloranelder
Nov. 15th, 2009 11:59 pm (UTC)
Great, no roleplaying at all for ages, and then three games appear within a couple of months of each other. :)

Sure, I'd be interested. Working out available time would of course be the problem.
hasimir
Nov. 16th, 2009 12:33 am (UTC)
That's cool, I'm doing the initial work on it now and will work around timing issues when they arise.

It's been quite a while since I've done any roleplaying and I think it's well past time. So running a little Amber game seems like an excellent plan. You might want to give some thought to what kind of character you want to play, though.
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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