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MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury Decision
Newspapers were ruffling, books turned with furious intensity. The phone light kept on shining with intermittent beeps of pim pim pim pim. Someone was donning a glass which he takes on and off at intervals peering over the spread books splattered all over his desk one after the other. Small rivulets flowed down his cheeks to the rivers created by his steaming sweat. The ball tip and the butt of the pen bore all the punishments from his gnashing teeth. The atmosphere was literally bubbling with the sweetest simulation of the struggles of man and the distress of childbirth before the cheers. The rickety-crickety old table and chair bore the brunt of this epic moment in mankind's history with silent constraint and squeakers of complaints. The pitch huey darkness provides the best light background to this epic drama of the wars of heaven. The soul of man triveth to learn, to challenge, to conquer, and rule all that appeals to his consciousness. The cosmos plays with us the game of the m
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury Pursuit
Tom went shopping in the local market, got some food and groceries, he had decided to cook daily to minimize spending as he does not know how long it will take him to accomplish his mission in Egypt. He has a gas cylinder and a small pot, thanks to his willingness, he had learned how to cook from his mom. As he was making his way to his tent, a word pricked his ear, someone was calling his name. 'but no one knows my name here, so, who's asking about me. He leaned a little closer cautiously to get the whole picture, and to his horror there stood a man with the typical Arab garment holding up a picture of him and showing it to the man who rented him his tent, the guide. Tom covered his mouth and made for the opposite direction immediately. When he turned again, he saw them lingering around his tent. He was devastated, all his documents, all his belongings are in that tent and there's no way he can leave the premises without them. He needs the credit cards and the account checkbooks, al
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury The Chosen Ones
The staring competition became harsher if it could, the two men stood there sizing each other up trying to put the other down. Tom was thinking hard, squaring his small shoulders as if they count. "The chosen one? " Tom was deep in thought though his eye was still pinned on Raman. Raman on his own part was playing his cards close to his chest, he had to, he does not know who this little boy is, maybe he's one of those little things trained by the jihad groups or local tyrant youths and may have some tricks up his sleeve. Who knows if the boy is carrying a gun right there with him or was sent on a mission by his groups; that makes more sense seeing that the rock though hidden is at a vantage point where anyone can overlook the protected lands of the pyramids, the Egyptian pride. But, no mercenary or tyrant groups dare encroach this area, the government makes sure of this, then why now? Are they planning something big or is he just overthinking, "better be" he muttered. "What did you
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury HELP!!!
As he was robotically making his way back to the tent, a heavily bearded man was wearing a flowing white robe and tying his turban in a very neat fashion with a striped robe. He looked Arab; though he does not carry that kind of sinister and trepidation air most of them carry, he looks like the sort that can easily make people forget his Arab heritage. He was quite calm, exuding an air of tranquility and a slight feeling of very warm friendliness. Tom could see this man approaching him with an amused face and a knowing smile that bordered on tenderness. He stopped, his eyes twitched involuntarily, and his mind went into haywire, fixing and transfixing. What's happening, and what should he do? Run. Is he one of those men seeking for him the other day? No, yesterday. Shut up, head. This is not the time to banter. 'Make a run for it, make a run Tom!' His mind screamed. "No, it's too late, he's already close," he muttered. Even if he dared to move now, the man is in full view of him an
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury The Titan in the Titan Group
Tom left that arena not knowing how to feel though his body is still feeling groggy, he needs to bathe. In a way, he felt surprisingly relieved, maybe he loves their help though he does not know how it will come, it sounds anyway, pretty sniffy but relieving to find a headrest for his poor overstressed skull. In a way, he's not relaxed. He's watched without knowing it. Only them? Better be. He strode into his tent, went to where he hid some of his money, gazed around as he doesn't trust his tranquil environment anymore. He extracted the cash from a purse and decided to find a strap and start hanging the purse over his neck, he no longer trusts the security of his tent. Turning around a white robe passed by the door of his tent and he jumped, but the white robe seems just to be passing by, he made a mental note to be closing the door of his tent every time even if the heat inside is threatening to roast him. With the money, he throttled outside not forgetting to jam the door shut. Wh
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury Mayhem
2040"Hello Sheltiel, what's up man? What's happening, what's all this rubble? "Dude Mr. Shanamon is dead.""Shanamon? Which Shanamon? Shanamon the bald one? I wanna know which Shana…. ""The Shanamon, the one we all know, the school principal is dead," Shel said in one breath. "What? You're kidding me! What do you mean by he's dead, what exactly… ""You've got eyes, don't you?"Skid was caught off guard by this question… "Yeah… so…?""Then use it. You can't see the rubble in front of you? Where's our School administrative building, your father's snake gobbled it right?. Sheltiel started blowing off some steam. "Man just damn it okay? Just damn all those kiddy questions of yours okay? I'm off. ""Come Shel, where are you going? " Skid ran to catch up. "To the cafeteria, don't bother asking, I'm not buying you lunch" he waved his hands. "O..Okay" Skid stammered back. ...At the Cafeteria"Man… see the news" Skid pointed to the flat-screen Samsung Television on the Cafeteria wall.
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury The Order of Secrecy, Guardian of the Lost Arts
2040"Grandmaster, How do we know who's the risen Overlord? How do we get him over? ""The vulle guże chä will be drawn by the mighty power of the Chalice at the sphinx of hotblooded heka. The problem is that we need to embark on the quest to find out the particular location of the heka drawn by the risen Overlord to make him know that we are his subordinates.""How many options do we have my Grandmaster? That we may launch forth before the heathens behave unrulily. ""Since the time of the last vulle guże chä, no one has been able to explore and comprehend the Stone of Heka told in the legends of our dear Chalice, so, how can we possibly know where to look at? " he turned his gaze to the mason who just asked the question. "According to the books, " he continued, "the Stone of Heka is laid beneath the void under a sphinx of a red-blooded queen. This could be the Buddha sphinx, the Greek sphinx, or the image beyond the mounds of the Holy Land. ""We shall make sure to by hook or crook
MAGIC: The Rise of Tom Salisbury The Boy Tom
2016Tom was a boy who loved his computer desk and classroom desk more than anything. You can say he is a lover of desks. Often, you'll see him in his classroom head down and peering over large folds of books. He has the habit of always leaning on his desk, then reading from his books placed on his laps. Sometimes, you'll wonder why desks were made in the first place; probably for a headrest. Back to Tom, Tom was a totally lovable boy, always gleaming with his jade white teeth set like almonds on his bountiful cheeks. He was always giggling whenever you see him on one of the rare occasions where he will appear on the playground. The most beautiful part of Tom's personality is that he is the guru-kind of guy, expansive knowledge in that his brain is hidden by his onion-ball-cut hair, and bubbly. The air bubbles whenever he is present. Tom loves some particular types of books; magic books. He's always intrigued and eager to know more whenever he picks a book on magic. He wonders why
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