A glowing soul, Tainted Black. And silver hair Stained with blood. You left us all With no hope. Walk the path Paved with ashes. Feel the thorns, Hear the screams. An angel bright, A lonely wing. The wounds so deep Scarred your heart. Judgement Day - Meteor is coming, Drawing nearer, Consume in fire. I always know I am your god. A smile so sad Upon your death; Relieved to leave, A pain to end. No feelings left That's what I am. A one winged angel, Here left to die.
A Fallen Angel.
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Thursday, February 24, 2005: A Funny Story - Must Read !!!

During an interview, when his friend Andrew Bailey wanted Peter to convert a game from Commodore 64 to Amiga, Molyneux was asked if he could get the game running in a frame.

Peter Molyneux didn't know what his friend meant by 'a frame'. At that time he didn't have much game experience really. And Peter Molyneux said, "Are you kidding? I can do it in ten frames".

Well that's the wrong answer to the question, because 'a frame' means it works incredibly smoothly, and 'ten frames' means it's really jittery". And his friend, Andrew Bailey sort of looked at him. But somehow they got away with it.


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