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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4850 days Last activity: 4474 days |
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This is a bit ambigious and dark, and the beginning of a collection of strange writings I decided upon writing. The whole collection will be called The Chronicle. There's a concrete story in it all, but you won't get a hold of all it until it's all laid out. Also, there's a lot of interpretation to do. In part, this is a story a long time coming, but brand new.
--------------------------------------------------------------------- The Beginning: The End Among the flames of the living dead, he walked. A chorus of screams and silence, crackling flames and crying children. In the rioting fields, he walked. A tattered man, devoid of hope, of life, yet living more than the others. They cried aloud now, for their time had come. But he, for now, was Immortal. He was to live, not them. He had been to the Gates of Hell, but the only blood spilt upon him was of those He loved. He stood alone and He cried no tears. Orchid was ending, and He knew it. It's Apocalypse was laid out, rained out, poured out onto the land. The panic and fire that swept the lands was running its course. In the center of it all stood He. And when the light shone upon him, He rose. To leave behind the Darkness, and raise up. To rise above. To find the cause, the reason, the purpose. To return again. For in it all, he had the Obsidian Tower to think of, and the girl who awaited him inside. (Last edited by King Cairoi on 10-22-07 01:59 AM) |
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