The Hearth, Avalon

The Hearth, Avalon

I had to steady my hand as I began to write this. The entire Earth has sold us to the grave. All forms of disrespect go out to role-player and mage alike. I’ve seen my share of imitators, none capable of true imitation magick. I dabbled for fifteen years until I realized the true potential of my mind. I was bullied, constantly, and sought revenge. I wanted a world free from strife, and to bring an end to violence. I formed the group Avalon, imitating stories of such endless tout. Each day, I read, reflecting upon my disfigured soul. Strangely, I saw much talent in role-players, and I casually identified with them. Wishing to usher in the new world, I banished rationality, and set sail for the promised land, paradise. Reality is mundane. Whether we reach the fabled land or not, we’re sure to have a blast and make unbreakable bonds along the way, no matter how arduous the path may be. 

My role as a rogue sorcerer may seem purely coincidental, but, as a person, I feel equal or less than you. I love the way of humanity, as whimsical as it may seem. You, however, are my shining star. I’m not found in crowds or aside the road, but, like a pup to their mother, I am drawn to you. Simple imitative behavior can create a legacy for all who aspire to be wizards and warriors to follow. Am I looking for followers? No, I am looking for fellowship with minds that wish to break our binds of captivity. We have so much in common, except for one key fact: time. I say time instead of experience as I admire you very much. The way you make me feel is downright incredible. A mask is something to be displayed, not hidden away. We do not need the world’s approval. Those who hate our art merely live a narrow-minded path. Everyone should practice the arts, and realize that imitation is an aspect of both theater and magick. One should always use their gift to entertain and please, not to bring down. The destruction of monsters is to preserve humanity, not puncture it. One must walk the line in order to understand the true aspect of Tyr, which is justice.

The essence of Avalon has definitely been agreed upon, in a fair democratic way. We will mix both role-playing and magick, making a safe realm where one can be themselves, no matter who they are. I’ve always said to be yourself you must be someone else. I’ve never grown under what is considered normal. Those moments of emotion in which I poured my soul out over my heroes and role models has always been nothing short of divine. In the tarot, one knows that it takes a fool to become the magician. True power comes from within. Strength is harnessed through the heart, and if one can not feel then they aren’t really alive. Accepting the brevity of our lives means that we can finally understand the nature of all things. Avalon is that place we need, one where safety is maintained while we can learn from each other. We need to enjoy each others company if we are going to become whole. I want to feel real and imaginary at the same time. Help me realize that dream. I want nothing more than to watch the sun set and the stars come alive, with you forever, by my side.

Whoever you may be, Avalon needs you. Our psychic friend network is amazing and growing, little-by-little, each day. We can save this world, in our own unique way. All you have to do is direct a thought to me, the rogue sorcerer Bryan, one with our password, “I want in.” It sounds odd or impossible to you, maybe? Then why not try it? Within just a mere moment, you can become one of my trusted associates, one who I’ll cherish forever. I’ll be yours if you’ll just believe. We can find our place in this world, in paradise, our Avalon. Come with me, on our spiritual journey, for we are setting sail to the arboreal island, the fabled land of legends, Avalon, the resting place of kings and queens.