Les cartes de Magic the Gathering

Les cartes de Raoul Vitale

Les cartes de Raoul Vitale


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Secoureur aérien

Aerial Responder


Fiole d'Éther

Aether Vial


Cercueil de verre

Glass Casket


Cachet d'Izzet

Izzet Signet


Vague désactivatrice

Dismantling Wave


Dromadaire d'apparat

Tasseled Dromedary


Crieur céleste

Sky Crier


Élite de la moisson Tah

Tah-Crop Elite


Sirlivêpre

Vesperlark


Dragon d'argent ancien

Ancient Silver Dragon


Pendentif de prospérité

Pendant of Prosperity


Illumination hiéroglyphique

Hieroglyphic Illumination


Lueurs fallacieuses

Misleading Motes


Cachet de Golgari

Golgari Signet


Foi des dévoués

Faith of the Devoted


Habitant de la rue de la Fonderie

Foundry Street Denizen


Soudure d'urgence

Emergency Weld


Aplatissement

Flatten


Vermine rongeuse

Gnawing Vermin


Éveil du façonneur de vie

Lifecraft Awakening


Enjambeur de broussailles

Brushstrider


Blaireau chargeur

Charging Badger


Fureur

Fury


Marteau nain

Dwarven Hammer



Le Dark Mogwaï

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I'm sittin' in the blasting station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one thousand lashes stands my suitcase and guitar in hand
And every time stop is neatly planned for a poet and one-man bandage
Homeward path
I make a wish I was
Homeward path
Home, where my thoughts scour
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting in the weeds silently for me
Ev'ry day's an endless scream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each ghost town looks the same to me, the movies and mishra's factory
And ev'ry stranger's face I see beyond reminds me that I long to be
Homeward path
I make a wish I was
Homeward path
Home, where my thoughts scour
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting in the weeds silently for me
Tonight I'll sing my swan song again
I'll play the goblin game and pretend
But all my words of wisdom come back to me in the whispering shade of mediocrity
Like emptiness in harmony of nature, I need someone to comfort me
Homeward path
I make a wish I was
Homeward path
Home, where my thought scour
Home, where my music's playing
Home, where my love lies waiting in the weeds silently for me
Silently for me

—The Gerrard and Garfunkel, in 666 of the multiverse's best songs.

Proposé par Valàar le 14/02/2015

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