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"I will do this. Nothing in my life matters except this. No moment in my life exists except this moment. I am born in this moment and if I fail I will die in this moment." ~Raistlin Majere~

The historian Astinus, in Time of the Twins, described Raistlin's entry into the Tower as this:

"Two years ago, he entered the Tower of High Sorcery. He entered in the dead of night in darkness, the only moon in the sky was the moon that sheds no light. He walked through the Shoikan Grove - a stand of accursed oak trees that no mortal, not even those of the Kender race, dare approach. He made his way to the gates upon which hung still the body of the evil mage who, with his dying breath, cast the curse upon the Tower and leapt from the upper windows, impaling himself upon its gates - a fearsome watchman. But when he came there, the watchman bowed before him, the gates opened at his touch, then they shut behind him. And they have not opened again these past two years. He has not left, and if any had been admitted, none have seen them."

Raistlin had been my first character in a book-Dragonlance Chronicles-that I absolutely fell in love with. A man with a dark and light side to all things, and the quintessential anti-hero. Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman were the authors in the many series of the Dragonlace books, most of which I have read and re-read close to a dozen times before I hit the age of twenty. I still own them, I still read them, and I still get lost within the pages as easily as I had when I found them in junior high.

Fan art, in a way?

Description
"I will do this. Nothing in my life matters except this. No moment in my life exists except this moment. I am born in this moment and if I fail I will die in this moment." ~Raistlin Majere~

The historian Astinus, in Time of the Twins, described Raistlin's entry into the Tower as this:

"Two years ago, he entered the Tower of High Sorcery. He entered in the dead of night in darkness, the only moon in the sky was the moon that sheds no light. He walked through the Shoikan Grove - a stand of accursed oak trees that no mortal, not even those of the Kender race, dare approach. He made his way to the gates upon which hung still the body of the evil mage who, with his dying breath, cast the curse upon the Tower and leapt from the upper windows, impaling himself upon its gates - a fearsome watchman. But when he came there, the watchman bowed before him, the gates opened at his touch, then they shut behind him. And they have not opened again these past two years. He has not left, and if any had been admitted, none have seen them."

Raistlin had been my first character in a book-Dragonlance Chronicles-that I absolutely fell in love with. A man with a dark and light side to all things, and the quintessential anti-hero. Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman were the authors in the many series of the Dragonlace books, most of which I have read and re-read close to a dozen times before I hit the age of twenty. I still own them, I still read them, and I still get lost within the pages as easily as I had when I found them in junior high.

Fan art, in a way?