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A dark silouhette's steps breaks the silence of Troll's Bane's street, he stops by the northern gate, seats on a near-by rock by the light of a lantern. Neither his age nor gender can be determined by the weak glimmer of the flame. He unsheats a rolled parchment from his pocket, dips a feather in an ink bottle and starts scratching the material with the soaked tip. He then stands up slowly, cuts a deep harsh into a tree's trunk, extracting some of the substance coming out of the wooden wound, and uses it to stick the parchment on the wall.

It is when it dies, that we use wood;
Each twelve hours, the sun gets bored. But he comes back;
Even when you step back, you walk towards death;
There is more courage than talent in most successes;
There are wars that rage on, kings that die, women who cheat, humans making their ways to greatness, and peasants who know nothing about it;
Don't even judge, critique if you like, but thank from time to time;
There are two kinds of poets, those we don't read, and those we read again;
Half an apple and half an orange don't make a fruit;
Behind the lips, you can find teeth;
The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach, the best way to a woman's heart is through her pocket.

I do not expect you to understand these words, they're not written for this purpose. Simply read, admire and apply.


The note remains unsigned

Two days later, the same person, stepping into the night, his feature cannot be seen due to the shadows created by his cloak, walks by the parchment and starts scratching a few words on it.

He who's house is made of glass, shouldn't throw rocks.
"If I was this bastard's tree, I would find poison in the earth of my roots, and come out with fruits that kill."
He wears his only medal, His neighboor has many but wears none.
He's as blind as justice and as deaf as bards."

Aristeaus walks past the notice and reads a few sentances before adding a small note beneath.

Here lay's proof that over use of Sibanic is bad for ones mind.

A man passes by the same parchement, scratching over previous note in red ink, correcting the word to "Sibanac" then writes under it:

Indeed.

A young man walks by, reads the words and nods in understanding.
"hmm.. i undertand most of it, but the rest is odd.."

A few more words are scratched upon the parchment

There are some who see the glass as half empty, and others who see it as half full.

A nice collection.
But are words of wisdom used wisely if only used for the sake of words ?
Think about it.

Don't Drink the water in Albaria.

Cheese is good, but only on fridays.

William sniggers and walks off

DON'T SLEEP WITH STEPHEN. You might catch something!

~Unsigned~

Without a doubt you will catch a taste for a man of nobility. Once you sleep with me you will find it difficult to go to bed with any other man, for they all lack my, generous touch.

Stephen Rothman

Remember, no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

A single line is put through the "no" however


NOTICE

Notice that if you notice this notice; you will notice that this notice is not worth noticing.

i noticed

** the not was riped off