Wizardly Narcissism (challenge from Christopher)

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DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

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0 posted 1999-10-31 03:16 AM

Lightning flashes from the wizard's hand,
bringing his creation down.
The thing refused his every command,
he remembers with a frown.

Only he knew what for them was best,
that fact they could not believe.
A well-practiced spell kills off the rest,
rending the sorcerous weave.

With whispered word he does teleport,
back to within his tower.
Drained by this method of transport,
he pulls in more raw power.

A swirling mass rises from the stone,
sculpting itself to his form.
The wizard sits down upon his throne,
idly summoning a storm.

His mage constructs would never obey,
and seemed so desperate to die.
Only the smart ones would vow to stay,
though never questioning why.

Casual words summon fire sprites,
that rush to prepare his tea.
Succubi wait to furnish delights,
at his side on bended knee.

Time itself stopped not his ravages,
falling to ruin instead.
Peopled by ignorant savages,
this world is already dead.

The gods' imperfect work he does spurn,
knowing he can do better.
For eons the wizard did but learn,
true magic does unfetter.

Saddened by the loss of so much flesh,
on divine failure he broods.
A brilliant idea hits him afresh,
lifting darkly morose moods.

Whispering forth iron-clad commands,
he summons fearsome powers.
They listen in awe to his demands,
then scurry from his towers.

One spell creates a crystalline sphere,
diamond hard though made of glass.
On it unicorn blood he does smear,
creating a crimson mass.

In the sphere appears a crimson cloud,
boiling in upon itself.
To reveal the core it does enshroud,
he adds heart from a dark elf.

The elements shape his creation,
as the gods did shape this world.
To their work he adds inspiration,
like gryphonic wings unfurled.

Though mighty works always leave him drained,
for this he drains himself more.
The goal he seeks no one has attained,
nor even mastered the lore.

Cataclysmic magic rocks the land,
depleting arcane reserves.
Exigent need flows through his command,
then dances along his nerves.

Vacuous flashes of blinding night,
pour madness into his brain.
No wizard has attempted such might,
for caution is their refrain.

Within the sphere floats a precious orb,
a truly artistic piece.
Wizardly lifeforce it did absorb,
birthing a world from caprice.

Well pleased the wizard starts to play god,
losing his pessimism.
He walks now a path many have trod,
Wizardly Narcissism.

©1999 DreamEvil

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Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~.
DreamEvil©

Watcher666
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since 1999-10-13

Posts 1606

1 posted 1999-10-31 04:31 AM

Loved this!!! Awesome,dear brother!

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Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you.

Christopher

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-02

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Purgatorial Incarceration

2 posted 1999-10-31 01:04 PM

WOW!
Give the boy a simple emotion and he turns it into a fantasy epic!
Amazing Scott! I could feel the ego throughout! Perfect in every way! I especially loved the last stanza. It wrapped it up like a neat package!
Wow, what more can I say? Awesome again!
And I look forward to the sequels!

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

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Tamarac Fla

3 posted 1999-10-31 01:10 PM

DE,
Enjoyed this very much and I might add a very creative touch.

Skyfyre
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since 1999-08-15

Posts 1906
Sitting in Michael's Lap

4 posted 1999-10-31 01:15 PM

This is excellent -- and nothing less than what I expected from you, my friend. A fantasy epic, indeed.

--Kess

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You cannot choose the way of your death, but the path you choose will determine its own end.

Systematic Decay
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since 1999-09-15

Posts 1301
That place with padded walls and funny people in white.........

5 posted 1999-10-31 01:18 PM

This is truly a masterpiece, my friend. The last stanza was very powerful.

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"Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage."
-Billy Corgan-

DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

6 posted 1999-11-01 01:28 AM

Truly did I have a hard time with the basic precept for this piece. Rocks well though it does.

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Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~.
DreamEvil©

tori
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since 1999-06-18

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Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA

7 posted 1999-11-01 10:21 AM

Rocks well is an understatment DE.. Great job..

Alwye

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since 1999-06-16

Posts 3850
In the space between moments

8 posted 1999-11-01 10:29 PM

Oh Dream, this is awesome! I'm directing a friend who loves fantasy to it right now! This is a masterpiece!

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*Krista Knutson*

"To be great is to be misunderstood...." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

thursdayschild
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since 1999-07-01

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Houston, Tx.

9 posted 1999-11-01 10:44 PM

magical weaver of words, impressive work!
Love this

Dark Angel
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since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

10 posted 1999-11-02 06:13 AM

I loved this Soul-Brother, Very creative, Very Powerful!!

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What comes from the heart goes to the heart.
Samuel Coleridge

Blackdrake
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since 1999-07-23

Posts 83
Depends on the day :)

11 posted 1999-11-02 10:27 AM

Could be said better by no other. Again you exceed my expectations. Truly one does enjoy your work. Never stop my friend, Tis a gift you have.

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Thy own Darkness shall conquer the Light

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