The Askance Chapter 4 Part 4c

As we began our ways with Alkaiya in my arms I knew I was walking towards an awakening reality And with the undesired reality to come undone I started to wonder if there ever will be another tranquility? The paths ahead only promises to be deadlier still Is destiny to predetermine the succession of either’s supremacy? Both The Word and The Void, The war between the unreal Am I really the cause to affect the balance of total ultimacy? Yet… all that matters now, is the life of Alkaiya Her infirmly life where only I can perhaps ensave or let die? And with my unsleeping self, the distance to be is as yet afar Am I always to despair in reality with a heavy sigh? Consumed by my own wrath, I see to the day’s passing Envisioning the impossible, knowing not the unprecedented fate And of love, uncalled for in any sacrificial asking Is there a dream… a one earnest dream to rightfully await? With Alkaiya, its of love to whence outlast A love pure and unkind, unknown and anew With Ei-rian, its of love to belong the past A love impure but kind, a memory left be sealed It is not of my choosing to unfold the hidden night I cannot know what seem destined as Knight of the Word Yet gratefully, my hours of dark is not without light To have The Askance to aid me through paths unheard ………………………………………………….