Originally posted by rodeoangel
no.
Niether can I, so what's you point? O wait i'm asking, he sorry. PoB tends to use very old things for reasons unknown. So my memory isn't what it used to be...um let see..the tower...mountain...O yes:
"When all things are lost,
alone you are, and darkness grips your soul.
A shed of hope,
a drop of a tear,
will summon him alone.
And when all is gone,
and nothing left.
Your tear will shed it all.
For sweat has be given,
and blood lost for this place.
And soon a tear will fill it all."
*With that, the tree lets Rina down, and returns to it's motionless state.*
Originally posted by fantasygirlhe is not a tree. that is a magical tree. end of.
Then how come he was pretending to be a tree?? So should I be a midnight colored winged-horse named MIDNIGHT?
Originally posted by PrinceofBladesdeeeeeeeeep man, deeeeeeeep
Niether can I, so what's you point? O wait i'm asking, he sorry. PoB tends to use very old things for reasons unknown. So my memory isn't what it used to be...um let see..the tower...mountain...O yes:"When all things are lost,
alone you are, and darkness grips your soul.
A shed of hope,
a drop of a tear,
will summon him alone.
And when all is gone,
and nothing left.
Your tear will shed it all.
For sweat has be given,
and blood lost for this place.
And soon a tear will fill it all."*With that, the tree lets Rina down, and returns to it's motionless state.*
Originally posted by fantasygirl
Then how come he was pretending to be a tree?? So should I be a midnight colored winged-horse named MIDNIGHT?
*a tornado forms of fire, and spews lightning from it's cloud. The earth rumbles upon my entry and the sky trembles in my prescence. A booming voice comes louder than the loudest thounder*:
Assume not, and you will not be assumed of. Ask, and it will be answered. Guess, and your knowledge shall be hung!!
*It all disappears in a gust of wind.*
Originally posted by PrinceofBladesHe really sounds like an old wise tree!!!
*a tornado forms of fire, and spews lightning it's cloud. The earth rumbles upon my entry and the sky trembles in my prescence. A booming voice comes louder than the loudest thounder bolt*:Assume not, and you will not be assumed of. Ask, and it will be answered. Guess, and your knowledge shall be hung!!
*It all disappears in a gust of wind.*