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Ei-rian The Befallen

How is it did I know her name?
I ask myself still, since pass was the tranquil night
If I should sleep will I see her again?
To seek if a darken truth, be flourish light

Those angelic eyes, so familiar it flares
With the fluttering candles casting her ivory skin a subtle glow
A beauty only to be divine, only ever so rare
Unlikely for the sights of mere mortals to ever behold!

I needed to know for the single tear you gave
Had I not unwantedly left… forever I would stay
Simply of words, remain wordless for me to say
Only to wish my lucid dreams will soon find the way

This night as I remember you once more
I shut my eyes, waiting for sleep to prevail
Is it some place… is it someone to adore?
Yet my one dream I know, was already set to sail

The towering doors of the Cathedral stood before me
I glance around, reliving the magical scenes of ever-greenness
And from the whispery winds, blew was serenity
To be here, my heart eases truly in ever calmness

Through the doors and into the chambers I went
Wondering if The Askance is following behind, unseen?
The beginning had already began the time bearing no when
A time to bear witness to the answers for my dreams

“If not for my untold name you knew, would you have return?
Yet seeing you leave the other day, I knew your desires would yearn
My wait has been long, far too long mayhaps
Where a time of prolonged eternity I’m engiven to adapt
How since a thousand years, my youth withers a nay
My unwrinkled skin aging with never a sign to rot nor to decay
Though yester a days’ tears and torments of lonesomeness I cannot forget
Yet, be it a pity from Heavens or a joke from Hell I’ll never regret
Come sit with me, Knight of the Word…to listen well
For in this dream, truth will unfold from the tale I’m to tell”

And so it began…
{The war between good and evil were never ceased
Souls of the lost were never enough for the Darklord to be pleased
Mortals, men or women were destine in time to be warriors of holy
To vanquish the dark, till the very destruction of evil where in turn bring Heavens victory
It was a time when tears were unknown for one to weep
Where nights were a chaos of bloodshed and dawn a refuge for the weak
Yet in the land of Ancients
There exist places so pure, it was untouch by nay the slightest evil
And due to my love for nature, I was appointed to one as a Guardian Angel
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