Ch. 1
I awake. Alone. The floorboards beneath me creak with every movement I make in getting up off the dusty floor. They smell of sweat and rotting hickory wood. I awkwardly stumble up in a daze. I seem to be aware of only one thing: that I’m dead.
But I can’t be dead. I’m moving across the room to the corner where the relief bucket is found and emptying my bladder. Somehow I then manage my way over to the small mold-encrusted table at the other end of the room and sit in its accompanying...
The city basked in the shining brilliance of the rising sun’s rays. The sky was alive with the brushstrokes of an illustrious and mighty painter swirling reds, oranges, yellows, and purples together in a harmonious arrangement.
Towers that scraped against the vastness of the atmosphere and buildings that bowed at the feet of those reigning turrets both stood full of bustling life and full of corrupting pride in their respected places. Some rose, newly born, above the surface and others fell as...
Deep within his waters
Arose the golden lines
Snaking the ground like vines
Picked clean by the daughters
Of a glorious sun
Their purpose lay hidden
Submerged in dusts of time
Their ways calm and benign
A path not forbidden
A path already done
Unseen unless chosen
Escaping awareness
Filtered by the darkness
Only eyes wide open
Discern the mystery
Never a pause nor break
A continuity
Unfathomable tree
Branches to not forsake
Connected, you to me
A chord
A rope
A tether
A bind to our heartstrings
Woven, you and I
Here I stand, unmoving, in this place
Fixated on the familiar smell
I feel lost as my heart begins to race
Fleeing from what, I cannot tell
Then I hear the noises and sounds above
My mind, again, revealing the truth
For one; standing here won’t be enough
For two; I better get on the move
I rush into the dense thicket
Hopeful the cover of trees will hide me
Hear the roar of a creature so wicked
What on earth could this possibly be?
The moon glows high above in the night
Stars speckling a blanket of...
Alas! I see a glow
From within the forests
A being starts to sow
The seeds to conquer mists
Maybe now, maybe now
For the mist dwells among
All the dead and the old
The living and the young
To eat away their souls
All is cursed, all is worst
But those seeds have been sown
A new dawn will awake
Even darkness has known
There will be less to take
And destroy, and destroy
Those seeds of light will spread
The darkness will tremble
Its heart will fill with dread
Now, its ways will stumble
In retreat, in defeat
My own...
All the lands are covered
In darkness and in mists
The fog, around, hovered
Like birds over their nests
All is lost, all is cost
Nor mountain, nor valley
Neither hill nor the shore
Reveal a light to see
Only dark tales and lore
All is cost, all is lost
For the grounds, they lie still
And trees remain asleep
Waiting that day until
The one will save and keep
Only the sheep, only the sheep
‘Till then, darkness will reign
So much blood will be shed
All of the dead will feign
To be alive and wed
To the mists, by...