heavenfear

...In Sepheron Mists, hidden Angels Alight... ...their sylvan voices, sing of ardent delight... ...bringing a message, a boon to your soul... ...a message of unity, of knowing your role... ...bouyed and affixed, entranced by this sight... ...your stare enraptured, you reach for the light... ...at one with your purpose, at peace with the past... ...secure in the knowledge, this love will last...

Daily Her beauty called to me, all trapped upon the wall, And every day I searched for her release, giving it my All. I read of magic and mysticism, simulicra and stolen souls, I learned of Realities Locked gates, and of its hidden holes. And in dark enchantments, and necromancers tales from old, I found her release, headless of the warnings they told. For there is always a price to be paid, more precious than gold, A balance must be kept, new life given in exchange for old. And with this knife to my wrist, and my lifes blood spilled, She came free from the wall, as my life slipped away fulfilled.

I have stood at the centre of creation, Watching roiling chaos stream from heavens eye. I have stood on Edens far shore, Watching sun stream through the new born sky. I have watched verdant Jungles fall, Witnessed mighty Oceans run Dry. Now I stand watching the Saviours Race, Their own Chaos writ harsh upon the Land. Here I stand Scorn visible upon my Face, The beginning of the end, wrought by my Hand. For the Saviours Fled, I stand in his Place, Prepare yourself Man, for your Final Stand

...Richard felt his sword pommel begin to slip through his bloodslicked hand, and tightened his grip. Half jogging, half stumbling he pressed forward amongst the ever decreasing ranks around. This was not a battle as told by the clans bard, this was no mighty clash of righteous warriors, their battle rage granting them immunity to the pain and terror. This was a struggle to the last, he\'d lost count of how many cuts lacerated his body. His body screamed its exhaustion with each laboured breath he took. Twelve he had killed in the early heat of battle, each one sapping him of a little more strength, only the years of training his