I am proof that time can pause, that dead men still may speak. I ask for nothing but your eyes, yet change the way you think.

I once became King Alonso’s eye, Please never cast me out before swine, I come in white or black or even blue, But almost always of shimmering hue.

All around you I shall rest To protect your noble crest; From banners high to dungeons low, I prevent your overthrow. If a Gatherer Magician you might be, Only by air you may pass through me!

Flying high in the sky, I entertain those who watch me, I ward off ghosts, I honor ancestors, I am used for air battles, or I am just a toy.

This is not what I claim to be but it seems that atleast for now I am that which I do not claim. Learning, thinking and creating is what they love. Some of the greatest minds are from a time we cannot go back to. Think. Think. Think. Lover of wisdom. Knowledge is what I seek