Stay Gold Ponyboy
With several mileposts just around the corner, I've been reflecting with unexpected dismay on what I'll do once these long-wished-for goals have been met:
Presently I teeter on the verge of max combat with only two 98s left before the coveted threshold is reached. With one more level of any kind, I’ll have 2,400, and I only need to escort Smiddy and that old fart through the swamps for about 5 more hours before I reach Task Master and its truly marvelous emote.
Truth be told, I have purposely avoided training combat for several months and Smiddy… that young lady has been cooling her heals in Burgh de Rott for the last week and a half – fortunately she doesn’t have my email otherwise I fear she would be hounding relentlessly.
I now realize that I don’t really want to grow up, and these things, once they are achieved… that’s it! I’ll officially be Runescape Old There is no 139 combat. Once all the skills are maxed… then what. A new skill, a new quest, sure those things are bound to be added, but gone will be the wonderment that was there when I first started playing nearly 5 years ago. There is only one first lick of ice cream, one first kiss. I long for those days.
All that remains is to blog about it
Robert Frost says it best:
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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