~Silence~
`~An Open tome rests before the Eyes of a Young Rogue, the Words dancing on the pages as though it had come to life.
In the Silence of His Abode he Delves into the History of the Lands and Legends before his time. Fantasies larger than life emblazoned within this library unlock a passionate flame of Burning imagination within him. Currently his obsession has been ignited and guided towards the concept of these Phantom Thieves of Old, Mythic figures who transcended the Idea of Mortality by performing seemingly Impossible feats of Finesse and Guile. Beguiled by the idea of these spectres’ Cloaked in Shadows and moving with the Grace of a Lynx..
Yes.. Of a Lynx...
Secrets and Shadows play as though Eternal friends, Performing in unison with Romantic yet defiant Poise of Excellence and Marquis. Only Those who have the Ability, Agility, and Adroitness can Harness this Sacred and Antiquated form of Poetic Mesmer, thus using it in order to Envelop themselves in the Darkness of the Moons Light and escape from Punishment all while Manifesting their will into reality. To this Young Rogue’s enlightened, perceptive Vision, a Thief was more than a Criminal, More than an outcast of Society, living on the Fringes of unjust kingdoms, within the Veil of Deceptive Truth... A Thief.. Could be a Hero...
Buried within the boundless Tales of Mythos and Poetry Illuminating the past of this Hidden Order, the Heart of a Young Rogue was Brought to life... To transcend Morality, Mortality, and Municipality to Thus become One with the Consciousness of Shadow Itself... Was truly one of the most Spectacular, Spectral Feats to ever be accomplished... ~`
~Essence~