The September dungeon was very difficult, i lost a friend on the way, and when finally saw the exit, my dog also perishes too... Today i enter the October forest remembering good times and continuing with my head held high
I always imagined my loved ones that passed like the ghosts from Star Wars looking over Luke Skywalker. They may be gone, but never forgotten, and will always stand by you through life and after. Lost my fiance to a man who drugged her at work trying to kidnap her. Sadly she had an allergic reaction and died at her job. They gave the guy a slap on the wrist, he got into trouble two more times doing the same, was arrested looking at 20 years to life, then a certain politician signed off for criminals of his category to be let free, and he's been in and out of jail for stalking and being caught luring girls outside of a few high schools. I am addicted to watching this man get away with ruining countless people's lives, live in depression from losing my fiance and can't fathom another relationship despite it being 10 years. The ONLY thing keeping me together is my family and believing that she is standing behind me giving me the strength to buckle down and push through this. I hope you find that same driving force and find a positive in the negative similar to how I have.
Don't know if someone is reading this, but if you are: it doesn't matter where you are right now on this planet, I wish you a wonderful day and a happy, peaceful life where all your dreams come true. You are amazing and beautiful! I believe in you!
One of my favorite things to do in my dnd games is this moment. After spending a long time in some gods-forsaken dungeon, I love to describe to my players the blinding sun or moon, the rain, the world, untouched, beautiful and relaxing. I can always see the expressions on my player's face as their own minds feel the flashbang of tranquility after fighting sword and blade for so long in a dungeon.
Gracias a este vídeo he encontrado mi camino, a partir de ahora no me detendré en ningún momento JAMÁS, solo me dedicaré a escuchar la lluvia chapotear encima de los pájaros mientras los coches deslizan sus neumáticos por las húmedas calles de Hong Kong. Saludos hermanos.
Hermano, viajero, compañero, estamos juntos en esto. Yo también he encontrado mi lugar en el caminar. Jamás me detendré y solo me dedicaré a escuchar la lluvia chapotear encima de los pájaros mientras las motos deslizan sus motoristas por las húmedas calles de Sin Juzu. Salu2 Herma2
@@cmonterrosso Oh joven viajero, que grato encontrarme con una persona lugubre como tú. Desliza la sintonía en tu regazo y disfruta del aullar de la abuela taciturna, ella nos guía por el sendero correcto hacia la bahía del corazón bendito de @buhito, nuestro joven emisario de la consagración. Que tengas buen viaje hacia la emisión del fuego bendito culiao.
@@soymiguelaguilera Ho, venjo ovejero. Que gato encontrarme con una legumbre como vos. Permite que los bemoles y sostenidos de estas escalas pentatonicas te llegue al corazón. Nos vemos en la Bahía del Corazón Bendito de Buhito, nuestro venjo ovejero conseguido. Que tengas buen viaje de vuelta de la emisión del agua maldita culito.
@cmonterrosso Caminante, son tus huellas el camino y nada más; caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Al andar se hace camino y al volver la vista atrás se escucha la lluvia chapotear.
I don't know why am I writing this here, but I think I just need to connect with... someone. Because each day I feel more and more out of this world. Everything seems to be difficult to understand, even myself. I cannot feel comfortable with almost no one and it is a strange feeling.
Sitting here studying psychology and thinking about playing Ultima 4, Bards Tale, Might and Magic, Legend of Grimrock.... all these games I've accumulated and never played.
Hey traveler, don´t forget the way at home, i hope will see you again for this rainy lands! (hugs to everybody, what read this!!) i go on my truly dragon!!!!!!!! (see ya)
This is how I feel when all of the weight on my shoulders becomes too much to bear and I can come listen to this and sit here in the rain for a small reprieve.
On my adventure through my last dungeon I met this beautiful light-skin fae, she was radiant, her eyes were like brown honey, her smile full of gems, I fell in love right away and she did too, I was embellished by her whispers, promises of a future together, of a little house in the woods and a little shop just for the two of us... as time passed inside the dungeon I began to notice that this fae was not what I thought she was, she was mean and cold, she was a deceiver, but I was under her spell so there was nothing I could do. The day I woke up from her spell was the worst day of my life, when I saw the truth, when I realized there's no happy endings as the books once told me, at least not this time. I've been out of that dungeon for 2 weeks now, I'm still tired, confused and angry, but I knew my family was waiting outside, my friends too and even though that was a cloudy day in my heart, they felt like a warm ray of sunshine and even though I feel sad about the past and anxious about the future, I remain hopeful about the present. I still have more adventures along the way, but this time I'll try to be more careful on my way through those dark dungeons, some spell breaker potions or at least a torch.
Seven nights we spent below. Or so we believed as best we could guess without the sun, constantly in darkness. First the traps; earsplitting and terrifying out of nowhere. Then the undead. One by one we joined their ranks until I was the sole survivor. My faith forsaken as I drug myself past the tunnels on a broken ankle. Alone. Somehow, I noticed the smell of rain, and then, the dim light of a cloudy day. But that light is enough, even if I could have naught any more than this the rest of my days. I shalt not leave until I've gathered myself and what remains of my pride. The numb knees and wet skin will remind me I am alive and yet still a Knight.
@@katie7748 show me him, i never see him, no one ever see him. If god exist, why people always die? Why world criminal? If he love me, why i dont have 1000000000000$ ?
Ao longo do ano perdemos nosso Legendário Guerreiro Silvio. Relembraremos sua jornada e seguiremos em Frente. Porque ainda não chegamos ao final de nossa jornada e é o melhor que podemos fazer.
For twenty long years, she and I had been friends, comrades-in-arms, raiding dungeons and sharing spoils. But not long ago, in our last venture, she gathered up all the treasure, my share included-worth some $11,000 in gold and goods. Then, in the first week of October, word reached me of her untimely demise under strange circumstances. The tale grew darker still, for I soon learned she had done the same to other parties, amassing nearly $220,000 in stolen coin. As I sat by the rainy night, pondering her end, I couldn’t help but wonder what fate awaits those who betray their kin in the world of sword and sorcery.
It's a long journey remaining to hit 5PM. Luckily I have a relic w Health Regen called "Medieval Dream". I'm going to use it for passive boost while I fight.
I just had an Idea because it kinda of looks like "highlights for kids" find the objects thing you should do that also like a sword hidden in the trunk of the tree or something idk
De retorno del viaje a la oscura profundidad de mi corazón, dónde el bueno y el malo habitan en plena guerra y deseos de surgir y ver morir al otro cada día y cada noche pensando en el amor por el cual luchan... Ahora a tomar un leve descanso, dormir y soñar con su mirada, su piel, su aroma y sus latidos que me hacen volver a la tranquilidad con el sonido del agua correr en ésta preciosa primavera 🥰🥰🥰😘😘😍😍😍 para tí C.L.N.P.
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