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Thread: Remembering Raphayl, A Fallen Fencer
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MikiLeet
Wed Jun 23, 2004 8:16 pm
#183
I did not know Raphayl and infact i didnt start playing until May 25th im an Avid TC player and was wondering if anyone knows if she has family that plays or anyone that knows them in reallife i could get intouch with i was thinking of putting a small house together within my PC as a small type of memorial please let me know thanks
Okie Dokie pokie
PS. you can send me a tell or email at Okie Dokie on TC1 thx
Bonne
Thu Jun 24, 2004 1:20 am
#186
:begins singing softly....
Sitting here alone in my father's home
Tomorrow I'll be leaving, and I'll be on my own
Through the hills as a child I'll go
But I'd rather be a wanderer, than to never go alone
In my soul a song lies sleeping
Waiting to be born, I hear her weeping
Deep inside I can feel her dance
Calling "Run to me lover, touch my heart's innocence."
I see that life is an old thin road
There'll be people who stay, there'll be people who go
You know at first it pains me so
I think I'm just learning how...to let go
Pity there's just emptiness, but with sorrow there comes joy
And I would rather die in a hurricane, than to never know a storm
Fears I've known, I've faced them
As my castle walls fall
Oh, but I would let those castles fall
Or I'd never love at all...
Tomorrow I'll be leaving, and I'll be on my own
Through the hills as a child I'll go
But I'd rather be a wanderer, than to never go alone
In my soul a song lies sleeping
Waiting to be born, I hear her weeping
Deep inside I can feel her dance
Calling "Run to me lover, touch my heart's innocence."
I see that life is an old thin road
There'll be people who stay, there'll be people who go
You know at first it pains me so
I think I'm just learning how...to let go
Pity there's just emptiness, but with sorrow there comes joy
And I would rather die in a hurricane, than to never know a storm
Fears I've known, I've faced them
As my castle walls fall
Oh, but I would let those castles fall
Or I'd never love at all...
Entropism
Thu Jun 24, 2004 11:00 am
#188
I just heard.... I'm no longer a fencer, but she'll always have a place in my heart. When it came time to revolt against the holos after christmas, her posts convinced me to go up one handed. She'll be missed, remembered, and revered.
TheVirg
Fri Jun 25, 2004 12:59 am
#189
My sincere condolences. William is in my thoughts, as are the rest ofRaphayl's family.
Nhari
Fri Jun 25, 2004 6:30 pm
#191
Here's a little passage from "The Prophet," by Kahlil Gibran. It's what I put in my character biography. It's always been a favorite of mine and it's certainly appropriate here.
Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you.
It was but yesterday we met in a dream.
You have sung to me in my aloneness, and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky.
But now our sleep has fled and our dream is over, and it is no longer dawn.
The noontide is upon us and our half waking has turned to fuller day, and we must part.
If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song.
And if our hands should meet in another dream we shall build another tower in the sky.
Here's another passage from that same book:
Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask now of Death.
And he said:
You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and sea are one.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow, your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honor.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt in the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountaintop, then shall you begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
All I know of Raphayl was what I read in her posts on this forum. Those posts showed her to have a strong work ethic, a belief that details are as important as the broad strokes, and a sense of responsibility to the community. While those of us who knew her here cannot possibly miss her as much as those who knew her in life, we will miss her nonetheless. She demonstrated herself to be an individual of quality and care, and we wish her the very best wherever the future may take her.
Message Edited by Nhari on 06-25-2004 06:33 PM
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