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A Response To The Concerns Expressed About The "MTG's Desperate Ploys'" Drafts Found On This Wedsite.

My apologies, I must find a way to convene that the Magic, The Gathering's writings are only drafts. They were written to pass the time spent in cafes, riding buses and trains or just waiting at a bus depot or converting spent time to quality time.

They aren't in any formal structure because I rather write out a story completely before I commit any chapter into a proof version. Writing a proof version is a long editing and tedious process for this story because of the lenght and the many different characters' adventures leading (or reacting) to one single event. I always find myself continuously make adjustments and changes as I write or rewrite them in order to maintain a consistency with all the drafts that I had written for this trilogy.

Trust me when I said that the proof version can't happened anyhow until I've settled the contents' questions that are lingering everytime I work on the story's pace, character's interactions and character's developings.

The draft versions will keep on coming in postings here and there (Especially the MTG: Forums) until I feel assured on what I am attempting as a worthy commitment for a professional writer. Yet, until I find helpful suggestions and comments on these previous mentioned subjects and points I will never prioritize proof-editing the story.

The main reason I had chosen to continue sharing the drafts because I written them in an educational as well as an entertaining manner and the joys I do believe this story brings to a reader is worth their time for reading them and my efforts in sharing them.

I also feel the drafts I've presented will always be "at best," when presented as they are, in their developing form, so any future changes made to satisfised a trend or format doesn't deguised any messages or subtle respects that were applied inside the subplots.

The main reasons for posting them as they are is to find comments and suggestions on the contents and character developments. This is important especially for sequel works where the settings and characters had already achieved some popularity and reviews.

Thank you to all of you for pointing out the carry-on sentences and the other structural problems anyway.

Geo. E. Burks.

RAVI, THE ANGEL MAGE

 

RAVI, THE ANGEL MAGE AND SERRA, THE AVENGER

Ravi Image (Blue-Grey Wings) Is Of Artworks By Lady Carella (Battle Angel) and Serra's Image (White With Shadowly Tips) Is Of Artworks By Greg Staples. 

 

Serra’s Spite.

(Excerpts from The Chapter "Serra’s Spite" Of The Trilogy "Magic, The Gathering's: 'Desperate Ploys," Part II, "Earthen Origins" Written By Geo. E. Burks; Based On The Publication Series: Magic, The Gathering: Homelands, (Licensed by Wizards Of The Coast Publishing. VA. USA.)

 

DRAFT.
She was sitting behind the desk talking to Jordan who was standing in front of the desk telling her something about the room accommodation in the town with Sisay’s men when Ravi who stepped into the room and started listening waiting to for their attention . After Serra glanced toward her acknowledging of her entrance returned, back to addressing Jordan Ravi then cleared her throat this paused both Serra and Jordan to turned and look at Ravi

Serra said, “Jordan, move the entire family over to the Willow’s farm. They can help them while Autumn,” looking over at Autumn, in which Ravi was unaware sitting on the bench on the patio; “…is our guest here. Let me know of any requests Autumn’s children make after they received this decision.”

Jordan answered a “Yes, my grace.” Turned walking toward the door where Ravi has stepped to the left as he exited the office. Ravi looked at Serra. As  Serra adjusted herself by sitting more erected, flexing her wings by spreading a quarter of their full width then closing them by toward back and moving her knees tighter together from the more lounging slant . She held her spine against the rounded triangular backrest that she moved the chair so her head would rest against the narrowest rise. Ravi walking to the front of the desk say, “Pardon me, uhhh, grace, errr, Serra!" Thinking why should she addressed the angelic planeswalker like her fellow Tolgaths.

Ravi, a planeswalker also, even though she became aware of her power’s full potential when she cause apocalyptic settlement on Ulgrota with a chime she couldn’t bring herself to remove from the necklace she wore underneath her high length wool jacket. A jacket the angels said Serra designed for her.

The unusual golden buttons made of pure gold only add to the complexity, Ravi was becoming distracted by. Ravi talking in a calm manner “I do appreciate the accommodations you extended to me here at your palace…”

Serra suddenly interrupt saying, “Sanctuary, This place is a sanctuary and a place of respite. My late husband and I used this particular…” Ravi with more exertion, “Accommodations! And I can’t understand why so generous? After all I done and my questionable state before you cleanse and reaffirmed me, especially this youthful transformation that came with these.” Ravi was glaring at Serra now while adjusting her newly acquired bluish-gray wings. “I feel that besides your history of good intentions for the weaker humans, you aren’t of such blind arrogance simply to place a person of my depths in this capacity and considering all I done while I was under the Sengir’s tainted influence. Also taking in consideration that I am one of the most destructive combatants against our past problems and those other powers, like the Ancient’s traditions I can only see you as someone who wouldn’t looked forward to making any mistakes especially with me.” Ravi stop talking and watched Serra’s face closely.

Serra stare back at the Blue Angel’s stare, showing no change in her full attentive facial expression she had undertaken since Ravi determined to be the one doing the talking. After a few moments the Avenger asked “What accommodations, you are part of the Tolgath Heritage. A foundation these very walls were built on before I have liberated it from those mountains in the horizon to the southwest into this mote floating over this oceanic valley. I am the protector of the Tolgath Heritage and you are the Tolgath Champion.”

Ravi hearing this responds “The Tolgath Heritage, our protector? What!? “These roles aren’t your rights nor your debts. Why are you doing this?” Serra responds, “Why do you feel my role with your race is an unfavorable place?”

Now, Ravi shift her weight from her steady balance stance to her right heel while gripping the floor with the ball of her left foot to utilized the recessive blue mana that can be found in the land base of the levitating mote.

Once the energy was felt as her catalyst, her wings' feathers made a slight adjustment as to shift in order allow her always-personal enzymatic goose bumps to prime her vessels’ shell. Ravi attempting to created borders of closeness from her hostess as an assurance that she wasn’t under any subtle influences that wizards using white mana has excelled with more than her proper’s managers who studied the wield and ranges of manipulation with blue energies. Serra still with no changes in her facial expression affixed the blue energy to Ravi by blocking her estates on the mote of any unnatural flowing blue mana. Ravi unaware of Serra’s consolidation of Ravi’s confidence say “I know Feroz is alive somewhere out there. He didn’t die in that fire and what you doing on Ulgrota are a little much for any benevolent person. Now these accommodations and gifts to myself?! As yours and my race only equal to the level of power, I'm suspecting you are and are frighten by especially any access to it. Tis more obvious to myself you would never have dismissed me as Grandmother Sengir, no matter what events that have passed. Now you…” Serra once again interrupted “Again?! What accommodations and as long as you hold that chime so close to your chest, why should you be concern of what motivates my whims and other degrees of suchs”

Ravi now satisfied to see what should have been there since she was brought to the sanctuary. Ravi revealing the chime from behind the jacket looking at Serra and asked, “I am frightened by this generosity you extending to me. When I was given this chime I was not told how destructive it is, I feel I am at a firm by your gifts. These wings, my youth, my improved range with my mental abilities, I might have to most reluctantly suppressed my strong imago’s youthful drives to place a better guile and experienced matured judgment. Your debts to Ulgrota are not mine’s to place a judgment as favorable nor disapproving. I am of the Tolgath race and my place is to my home, Ulgrota and what I cherished Ulgrota as which was never with you. Is this chime is the reason you are still here? Even after Feroz questionable demise, Is this what your good grace fears must have an angelic guardian to monitor and control?”

Ravi started to lift the chime and necklace over the front of her face saying ‘Here, I will leave this here with…” Serra for the third time interrupt, “Don’t you dare!!… or even touch that on my grounds!!!”

This interruption caught Ravi by surprise. Serra continued, “You just leave that right there hanging on your neck. That what I asking you, what accommodations? You have no equals on Ulgrota, before and definite to this day, Ravisher. I am the protector of your plane, I am protecting that strong youth your race spurn by those genes that are yours. If you want to relieved yourself of that chime’s burdens, do it somewhere else but never, ever touch that instrument in my presence or on my grounds!”

Ravi hearing this realized Serra excitement also had shown why she was been justifiably cagey also.

Ravi putting the chime back behind her jacket attempted a subtle probe upon Serra but this was met by a strong psychic spite pushing the primary probe energies back within Ravi’s estate. All this occurred while Ravi was looking, watching Serra’s facial expressions. Then Ravi felt her always precautionary secondary silent entry probe energy conduit dissipate also as she finally noticed in the avenger’s poise  a slight hint of a sign indicating both determination and aggressiveness. As Ravi re-centered her energies with her own poise, she felt Serra first standing in a manner that when Serra stood up from her chair created a vision motion echo.  Serra said as she was standing, “Since you choose to press this matter in a commoner’s order, Ravi of Ulgrota…” She then pointed towards Ravi's left, across in front of Ravi’s body at Autumn Willow who was now standing just inside the patio doorway, quietly listening to their exchange. Serra continuing on saying ”...And withholding your understanding on why I have allowed the terms in which you quite in denial calling my accommodation! Try explaining what we are in concert accommodating to her. As you probably will soon surmise, Autumn also had to accommodate your race’s Ancient’s dues to rise through the bitterness you must have felt and felt on your race.”

Ravi turned to seeing Autumn who seems imposing with her well-spruced wings. Autumn was glowing; emitting the strong energy that Ravi thought when she entered the room was of Serra’s. The energy appeared to amplify into an aura thru her now more gigantic appearing wings with colors more distinguished by the reddish brown feathers in concurrence with the burgundy-like tinted gray cape-like patches uniformed across both coverts completing a reddish orange and white subjacent surface.

Ravi mentally noted that Autumn was on the patio listening to everything and more than likely next to Serra when she felt the energy surges early and concludes that this energy is her race’s pride in which she was nearly accusing Serra for claiming.

Serra giving unwitnessed cry of “Ha!” Both Ravi and Autumn Willow stop staring at each other and look over at Serra as the avenger now walking to the office door was near  screaming “It’s written in one of the ancient’s scrolls I found here ‘Tis not your dues fulfillment, henceforth first and tis when by a foreign nature tis not your fulfillment hints force first.

Ravi thoughts quickly processed all of these discoveries relating to why Serra has hidden this particular Ancient’s palisade with new more viable deductions logically, instantly.

As Serra approach the door Sisay appeared and Serra speaking quickly addressing Sisay “Sisay, I am glad for your timing! Would you like to discuss the reasons why you here in the reception room downstairs? I believe Autumn and Ravi have something they must discuss among themselves.”

 Sisay surprised by Serra’s obvious hint look inside the office at Ravi, who made a 90 degree turn to her right to fully viewed the two women at the door with a courtesy smile then glanced over her right shoulder toward Autumn whom now was glaring at Ravi. Sisay seeing Ravi’s body motion and the exchanges between Ravi’s and Autumn’s suddenly returned a more amused than courtesy smile to Ravi while saying to Serra “Thank you, I thought I was the one who was meant to be awkwardly uncomfortable with them by coming here. It is nice to see your friends proving their relationship private. For I knew they weren’t trying to be uncompromising to me only openly alluding with one another.”

Serra responds to Sisay noting understanding by saying “And that wasn’t possible as an accommodation also.”

As they left the room Autumn quickly asked, “Well,  Sen-Girrr, was that guilt coming to surface, believing you should be treated differently here in Serra’s house? I want you to know! Sen-girr, I can see you thru all of those new young looks and your wings. Those wings that you were blessed with have a specify nature reflected and Serra know how to bring these nature of our being to surface. Those wings are grown from your nature and just like the birds with those colored wings, Starlings; they fly here and there never settling unless there is a care. Getting into everything even underground in the miners lunch pails. I do understand what happened to us. So, what tis this Tolgath Heritage you suppose to tell me about, Ravi?”

Ravi was looking at Autumn considering what to say to her. She could try to explained about  the war against the Ancient who once held a sort of supreme order over the Ulgrota commoners using their proficiency with sparks’ energies but the thought of telling Autumn anything about those times frighten Ravi.

Autumn’s power’s glowing growth since yesterday was startling Ravi as she recognized the energy as the power that when she was younger she was taught to harvest, access, control and utilized from within her.

Ravi suddenly asked, “Has you ever heard about the power called a spark.”

Autumn looking a little aggravated answered, “Yes, that the power, the source, every planeswalker have that make them powerful. Is that why you and Serra are arguing about? Her spark!? And how she saving us with it!?”

Ravi hearing this knew now Autumn was clueless on sparks and as she suspected before with what she was doing when the powers of the Great Woods possessed her. She also saw she was more reserved since they were met by Serra yesterday approaching the mountain range.

Ravi instinctively felt an urge to demonstrate what she can managed with her Ulgrota’s Heritage by using her natural power as a mentalist and avoid showing Autumn her abilities with what her teachers called the spark but she realized that she was about to initiate an unnecessary intimidation ploy. Ravi decided to maneuver Autumn into revealing what she did understand from the conversation she overheard with Serra but before Ravi could think up any leading comments to use on realized Autumn was watching Ravi’s entire logical examination of her situation thru her facial expressions. Ravi pressed to control the conversation intentionally answering impatiently.

 “Autumn! What Serra and I were discussing doesn’t have anything to do with us. You do not understand what happened or happening here. Serra as good as a philanthropist she is is doing too much for her place among our race.”

Pausing watching Autumn’s face after this then continues on saying, “What happened to you is the very reason why you should feel suspicion. Does any of this frighten you? Those powers you received? You should have seen what you were doing before. There was more fear of you by The Baron than there was Serra, back when you were under the Great Woods’ control. I even tried and failed to undo you as a threat.”

Autumn screamed “You tried to do, undo, what!!” Ravi then suddenly felt that energy surging again but now standing in front of the source she could now distinguished it exact calibrations while Autumn was angry. Ravi talking more deliberated “Autumn can you feel that, can you understand this? Here in me is where that energy surging is coming from. Do you see tis? You here in me where you are, That’s my spark, my energies that Serra somehow trapped in you there in me.”

Autumn listening to Ravi’s words becoming complex and now more frighten, The reason she was following and remaining close to Serra since her arrival to the sanctuary the previous day was because of her new physical strength made her nervous moving around the angels around the mote city and the building.

Hearing Ravi’s explanation Autumn became more alarming and in a near rage screamed “You are still Grandmother Sengir!?!, Tis the guilt you can’t hide behind that snipe-ish girl demeanor?”

Autumn's anger made it possible for Ravi to examine the power's surge bases as it became more discernable that also preoccupied her enough that she seems to ignored Autumn challenging accusation. She felt affirmed it was based in her body and focus thru Autumn and yes, it was her spark.

The distraction became more revelant to Autumn as Ravi wlked directly toward the patio glassdoor, passing her with her eyebrow brought together focusing, glaring iat the horizen over the clods' line. After the quick, sudden movement  to the patio window she started to scream then paused a moment and turned back glancing at Autumn. Ravi face suddenly gave an objectionable look a moment after facing Autumn's and turned quickly back facing the patio screaming, “How dare you!!! After all that you witness I done!! You placed me, my spark under this bucolic tomboy!!”

Autumn unsure if Ravi was addressing her or someone else and seeing that aggravating stern maturity professing from Ravi's deb semblance again, pushed an emotionally charged response towards Ravi’s comment “No I do need to know! How dare you!!?, Those powers, those abilities that you have, you recieved! They are not meant for people, Tolgath people. You want to talk about sparks and planeswalkers helping us for unknown grounds, unseen prices?! Look at the energies of your own heritage. I do understand what happening to me and you too, Ravi of Anaba Valley. Serra saved you from that vampire as she saved me from ours land’s desperations. My wings they are a manifestation of my good grace …”

Autumn’s continue her lecturing while her rage slowed noticing that Ravi wings with its almost neon blue with small shady white spotted coverts' feathers near her shoulders was gradually conceding, been wolfed by the long grayish-blue flight feathers turning her wings into an uniformed blue-grey color,

“…But yours, Don’t you see yours? they different , half-black!  An abomin…”

Before Autumn could finished her sentence she felt a blunt force against the area in front of her right ear on the jawbone causes her temporary dizziness while only seeing Ravi as a blur turning to face her. She instinctively regroup her balance from staggering as an image of Gemma the faeren's priestess appeared in her mind pronouncing, “HOW DARE YOU!!” At the same time, a psychic strobe of lights with a vibrating pulse struck her body causing The Great Woods’ Favorite a disorientation and then paralysis.
As Autumn felled toward the floor, Ravi caught her by adjusting Autmn's body into her arms by kneeling onto the floor on one knee supporting both their weight and at the same time maintaining the psychic rapport between them.

All this was happening while Ravi was projecting in Autumn’s mind, “You, dumb cow!! Can you see me, No! you can’t, no matter how far this Starling will venture, here I am. How dare you offend me!! Do you know whom this faeren’s image I am using here in your thick skull has done for you? She is the reason why the Sengirs couldn’t hurt you, but I can now, you know why?”

Ravi again struck Autumn with another psychic strobe and this time toward the Willow’s higher planes area while continue on projecting;”Because you have my spark!!! I have worked and meditated tremendously to tap into my strength and trained with the best wizards on Ulgrota. I was taught in all layers of control and balance of life energies and with that I had learned how to use our plane energies, OUR NATURES, our natural life-force that binds everything around us with the sun as a power source as well as a communing source. I was going to be the best wizard ever! To stop those who take advantage of others because they weaker than they are or who gluts for more than they deserve.

Don’t you see, Autumn? You have my spark!!! You have my…”

Suddenly another image of Gemma appeared in both Autumn’s and Ravi’s minds projecting, “Ravi, please, stop. This is not you but the Tolgath’s past!! But if you want to rule with your spark, then you have to kill me to have complete control over its power again!”

Ravi suddenly cried loudly “What am I doing!!!” as she release Autumn’s lumbar points and withdrawn her psychic channeler from within Autumn’s mind estates liberating Autumn from Ravi paralysis formation. Weak and half-conscious Autumn witnessed, felt Ravi asuddenly feeling calm, and hearing Ravi speaking softly to her, saying, “I used to play and practice with the minotaurs when I was young. They taught me how to fight with and wield the staff. The Hunt Game is what they use to called it. Through the staff’s training, I’ve learned to move with all sort of energies, move and guide the energies and then I've learned to change the energies. Later on during my life, I'd found the spark’s energies in me. I've felt it as a subtle gentle life in me. When I felt for its center, I'd visualized with it and found myself doing more than I've felt for, for doing. I… I saw an all-living life-source and I knew right then that I can end the Ancient’s manipulation over us and the Ulgrota’s population. That I would have the freedom to choose, learn and become the life-force I’ve inspired myself to be.

I knew by controlling my spark and myself, I would strengthen my will to be all that life is, Autumn, and now you, you have…” Ravi then paused catching her breathe and thinking to herself hidden from Autumn senses she suddenly said “Serra and Gemma are right, but before I trust you like a sister, first, you must learn what you are, Autumn. So, if you going to fear something, learn to fear something other than yourself You a planeswalker, now, Autumn and know who I am. I am Ravi. That my birth name, my birthrights, Autumn! That is what I was born as. I am The Ravisher.

(The following excerpts are from a draft in a project I'm composing based on the history of the Eastern Roman Empire's area of Bythnia and their capital city of Constantinople with the region of Aorsi-Legae during the times right before the Hun Invasions titled "The Love For Our Mother,®" by Geo. E. Burks, 2009.)

Nicene's Sign Of Truth.

Purity by Geo. E. Burks

Tis we alone in the light thy stay guards.

And all other's marks for wit and shed, be undued.

Lest therein thou sheltered's mother heart,

Dwells a trusting fair, blest by thy entitled dues.

That mastered all fears within all known arts,

With stays measured as you be tis your only true.

 

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Justing A Vivid Hot Mantle
Prose by Geo. E. Burks

"Don't, draw that picture, Michelangelo. Just don't" The priest said, "But it’s the exact feeling I saw and trying to express" Michelangelo response.
The priest was determined to get the young genius to understand discipline and appropriateness as the same state of mind said. "Yesterday, Anthony and Pap was at the market both wearing their school uniforms and both were shopping alone when three other students from the same school, wearing their uniforms, entered the market area from the other side of the centre starting trouble. The three escaped and one of the merchants grabbed Anthony by force.
Anthony struck the merchant hard for the appropriating causing bodily harm to him.
Another merchant saw Pap on the side but did not see Anthony and grabbed Pap. Pap demand to know what going on and the second merchant said, "I saw you and your friend start trouble and you going to jail."
Pap said, "that wasn't me. You are making a big mistake! The second merchant said, "maybe I am, but I have you and that's good enough."
The second merchant grabbed Pap and took him to where the trouble was. All the time they were walking to the place where all the trouble started, the crowd was saying to one another and to Pap and the merchant, "You caught one." Another said, "It’s Pap! He was one of them."
The crowd started shouting and screaming after that, saying, "It's Pap! He's a trouble-maker." Another voice said, "Pap, you better never come near my family!"
Then more people the crowd started shouting at Pap saying, "Pap, you a bad man, don't ever come near my sons."
"Pap, I want your cart, now I don't trust you to pay your debt to me."
"Pap, you will never work with us again."
The second merchant brought Pap to the merchant that cried the alarm. This third merchant saw the school uniform then Pap face and said, "That is not the one, release him and help our friend over there.”
”C'mon" he said as both merchants ran to help the first merchant leaving Pap alone with the near mob behind him.
Anthony had subdued two more merchants and a couple of men from the crowd when the merchant who sound the alarm came up to him.
The third merchant saw the school uniform and then saw in Anthony face first then what he could do as he viewed his friends around him on the ground.
The third merchant cried, "Stop! This one isn't the one of those who started the trouble, please, Anthony, sir. Forgive my friends, to them they were helping me and were not wrong by their poor judgment. Please, fair sir, forgive."
Anthony brush off the dust on his clothes and straighten his clothes and spitted on the third merchant saying to all of the merchants, "Don't ever addressed me with such an insult again or you will find me unforgiving.”
Anthony left without looking back while someone cried for help. It was Pap. The crowd has beaten him up and left him on the ground by the place where the trouble was.
The priest looked at Michelangelo and said, "Do you see why you never paint that kind of picture that way. You should just paint showing how the hot mantle was strike and the cause that heated it up. It is clearer and appropriate showing only the just vivid forms only.
Geo. E. Burks




To Those Of The American Music Association Who Are Always There Thoughout My Life With What I Really Need. Please, Allow This Poise From My Pure Essential Life's As Being Convey Why I Had Always Appreciating What You Do.   

11/13/08, Orlando, Fla. (Revised 01/25/09)

Thank You For Letting Us Know We Aren't Alone Feeling.

Purity By Geo. E. Burks

You, songbirds' sweet touch wells life anew.

In my mind, you can redefine love's steadiness, too.

Find anymore love forms in my kudo?

To do me better with that form again as true.

Tears I hid well, You shame me there, too.

As my culture's most high, and there I praise you.

Don't let me, let this fail, for what I do!
For the failures will always have me alone to show as dues.

This I can placed when my balance is made anew.

Our heart's strong commonarities impressed as art by you.

Thank You, for never allowing the thesis we be as a neglect for dues.

As a world under one sun, our skys resounds by the harvest of our common felt lieus.

Always true as of our natural capacity for refining what we crude.

For these refineries we grew to be the reforms our uniqueness as infinitive new!! 

Consistently since we first noticed of you songbirds' justifying and maturing my living life moods.  

With your airborne felt flights of everlasting passages thru and above my estate's refuges. 

You are very much of my earth's evolving sustances arising reinforcing my humanly soul true.

With signals liberating the whole spirit from points within that are uninformed subdued.

To reproof us as an always and again as we love and this is why I will evermore always love you.

Thank you for the sheltering and nurturing of our distinct hearts' life-giving cultural rooted muses 

Your love and honor does enriches my country's symbolic blues!!

With with evermore XOX(S) THANK YOU!!! smile 

From A Fan Who Happily Dwelling In Your Snafus Named George.

 

 

 

 

God Help Us All. Thank You.

George.

 

 

 

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