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Light On the Devil's Chord - Day 10

“Clap your terrible wings, vivacious serpent of old! Imagine my plight as dangerous as your spite, Stomp your clawed feet on these prison floors, Peace shall always follow the sink of your fangs…” Silenced were the wailing demons round, Crouched low alongside such a soaring and broad master His wings widening, the blood electric veins chaotically pulsing Warring dementedly and desperately to frantic flight He thrust such cruel chords masterfully, Loud and empty as shrills from precipitous caverns Cracking the walls against such terrible music My hair rose as if full body deep in water His mouth muttered obscenities faster than one could follow, His big, slanted coal eyes burning into my readied soul, Always searching for the weaker spot in which to flood his reign Nostrils flaring, taking in the scent of fears within and about Bottomless and portentous, his voice slowed into dreadful clarity: “Unknown beknowest now, my imagination thickens, Blood boiling, waking all senses into terror Darkest valor enshrouds, eyes deadened by countless carnage Lividly I say to you, walk amongst my brethren, Marvel at the depth of demeaning in these eyes Let us prophesy, oh Daughter of Light, I demand you to prophesy! Prefigure the longing in which this terrible King dreams How my sovereign splendor circulates the tears, The agonizing pain—a maelstrom of my impending delight Naughty nymphs dragging their victims cheerfully into the fray The pull of its power grows as the victims of my stew concentrate The steams of their trapped screams ascending into the air, Your loving eyes cannot take such despair The might and mangle of their entanglement, Hypnotic in their ailing end!” Drums, distant, though fatally deafening, Thrummed with the vociferous laughter of our Prince Humanoid insects released from the black shafts, His pupils spewing their buzzing and screaming The streams of human-like insects swarming about me, Their teeth sharp as dogs’ chops after freshly grinding bones Salivating and searching, Chomping and chattering in a wild whir, Mixing into the massive maelstrom Thicker and darker as it grew, As his wings shaped its engulfing mouth upon me, My voice rang through the shrieks and moans, Surrounding the chanting demons, Passing through the susceptible ears of the Devil, And into the humongous mass of black The light beamed bright, searing through the gush of agonies And his eyes widened with excitement at the merge of our song Parting the maelstrom into two separate halves, My voice materialized in blue-green rays into the center of his storm Shadows of ghouls and angels battling in dances and determined movement Silhouettes of great leviathan creatures revealed hidden mouths of wonder Roaring in rage and seduced in the gravity of melody As our duet submerged in the strangest of harmonies Together: “I see you, Lights and shadows enamored by our strengths, I know you, As far as these hot winds do blow in this pit, Stinging and singing us to blissful bits Effigies entwine the surviving divine, Blackening, savaging the light so tight I feel you, Eschewing the hearts into our vengeful amalgamation So that they dance and fight as one, by one…” My arms rising to sustain the light, His lips curled into confused, strained delight

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Date: 9/21/2015 7:38:00 PM
I am of the conclusion that both parties are actually one. This is what goes on inside my head--or at leased a facsimile. So understanding and compassion should reign. I hope this does unfold that way, but this is not my shroud or maybe a better word would be my aura. Kudos to the master of chaos!
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 9/21/2015 11:49:00 PM
Haha, I see where you're coming from, Duke. And in their duets, for a moment they are one. It is the merge of dark and light that is significant in this section of the piece. The Devil's creations are lit up by the light of God's chosen. ~Laura
Date: 9/21/2015 1:09:00 AM
Beautiful language...the 1st verse is hot and so picturesque. A theology of courage is in your eyes. The cadence of your fine alliteration sped my heart well. I must confess, there is a teriffic eroticism in this battle...the way you bring the great elements of poetry together, the moral, the passion, rhythm and rhyme, the intense imagery is masterful, Darkness and Light are rarely so seductive together Laura...J.A.B.
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Laura Breidenthal
Date: 9/21/2015 1:44:00 AM
Thrilled to have excited you, Justin. And thank you, always for your delightful words..I like that line too...the seduction between dark and light, how they excitedly interact, is important in this section! ~Laura
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Justin Bordner
Date: 9/21/2015 1:17:00 AM
In my excitement I nearly forgot to tell you my favorite moment from this awesome epic, "Let us prophecy, oh Daughter of light, I demand you to prophecy! " such sensual intensity! J.A.B.

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