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 Servitude The Dreamer awakens from slumber, The shadow-forger lays its wrath and Ruin, and the resulting rift Becomes an eternal haven.        |
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A Stygian DescentA Stygian Descent by ~Taelra
Come; journey through this mournful shoal,
Where life is void and light has faded,
And submit to Winter's shadows overcasting,
As the ebbing tide of seeping frost claims you,
Just as it has, I.
Fall; knee weak, to the deceiving depths,
Sinking thousand a fathom ever farther with me.
Sadistic spectres pull at my motionless leg -
A chain by which to sink me to my Lord's side,
To where you cannot find.
By all thought misguided, absent your touch,
I drown in the sadness of your empty pools;
Upon their inverted faces you gaze and scry fate,
And witness the faintest glimmer of my heart,
Splinters far sown.
Cast far from the beckoning whim of Daw
Death by Dusk, Life by DawnDeath by Dusk, Life by Dawn by ~Taelra
He was her darkness; the corruption of the pure,
The spreading doubt that flung its shadows far,
Choking the mountains in their death-hazed wake,
And swallowing the skies within wrathful plumes.
The Sun struggled to keep its watchful eye gazing,
As his cruel reign of terror beckoned only the dark,
And with a mighty roar, he extinguished its rays,
Returning it, prematurely, into temporal slumber.
She was his solace; the sanctifier of the damned,
The evanescent respite yet amidst the unconsecrated,
Blessing the dark soils in light of her splendour,
And beckoning love's return from their volatile soils.
The Spectre cowers, subdued by her shimme
ServitudeServitude by ~Taelra
He, Breaker of Dawn, and the Caster of Shadows;
whose slumbering soul sings its final resonance -
a melody of unity from within chaos was forged,
Lays dreary waste where its reaches merely touch
Channelling through the unified elements of all,
Leaving mosaic carvings for the Dreamer to weave.
The Dreamer shudders in her bedding opulence,
White, hanging silks laced with golden strings;
Mere reflections of the boundless light within,
The ephemeral lands of her tormented creatures.
They live in light, though have yet to feel it,
And seek solace in the shadows of all her doubt.
Pale, undisturbed beauty, in her sleeping lulled,
Envelo
Old Man (Himself and Mineself)Old Man (Himself and Mineself) by ~Taelra
His own judgement will act the dictator of his fate. The old man wades aimlessly and hopelessly through the ever-opposing tides of despair and damnation, destined only to drown and choke upon the final breath of air so desperately stolen from the heavens. He had failed himself, and so, justly approaches the the black veil's ortus of concealment - the old man's final declaration - submission to darkness and the relief of his life.
Servitude The Dreamer awakens from slumber, The shadow-forger lays its wrath and Ruin, and the resulting rift Becomes an eternal haven. |
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So no sympathy please :3 
) (probably should delete it to avoid confusion and reupload everything over) 
I went to sleep at 4 - I should have known better 
Distracted 
This really makes me happy.
you should've 
