EX-LIBRIS

Once there was a dream of the words that could over throw empires, it swirled in the minds of the masses and became the foundation of their passion. With quill in hand the poets and writers converged their fists in to the enchanted bliss of a Nation of emotion.

Stories were created. Warriors offact and fiction were brought to life upon the old parchment, bound in the purest form against their leather backings. The authors' songs and sonnets were never forgotten but listed for the age of the timeless joy they could bring. And so the world gave birth to passion where the shy could pour their soul in the bindings of a book, where the wounded began to heal and where the dreamers continued to dream.

In all this we find new meaning in the world around us, with this thought of creation nothing seemed to be to perilous. And so Ex Libris was created, a guild for all those who put their thoughts and stories and histories onto paper. They gathered to spread out the word of their hearts- some speak it, some sing it, but others found themselves denied of such a voice and they created the tales that lasted longer then their lives, creating their own immortality. So we gather in the halls that our fathers had prepared us for, our mothers that gave us passion to live, our foes that let us know the feelings that can dwell with in our very souls.

With this we pay tribute to the fallen, inspire the new, and make changes for the worlds of the future. By our words we shall reshape the world for better for worse- these words we choose to use shall be recorded in the halls of our beginning, there is no death in the written words and none of us shall ever be forgotten.