The Askance Chapter 2 Part 4a

The Befallen Angel Of Dreams There was this balance atween the light and the dark Beyond all knowledge permit-able to comprehend An inborn illusion never too far apart Some place no one ever already begin to understand Amidst this aging world, my life had span its half The rest most certainly belong to my dreams Yet the path upon non-reality wasn’t always enough To ensave my one spirit towards the eternal stream Had since, I wanted to dream most every time Seeking ways to embrace the unspoken metaphor for comfort Yet it ain’t as easy as it was a pleasant find Thus silencing my every desire without even a single word Accompanied by darkness, I lay on my bed once more Waiting, if a dreamful sleep be awakening soon? Turning and returning, was it after or was it before I remembered an illusive glow from a crescent moon Was it a moment already, I couldn’t really tell? To only open my eyes to see I’m no longer where I should be Was it a garden in Heaven, or a portrayal from Hell? Yet it feels like a dream, enveloped of a forgotten tranquility The richest of evergreen sways as the wind began to blow An ambient so serene, I might trade death to just simply remain Though clearly a breach was beyond all humanities to behold To only cross my heart and hope to die, ever this once again A purity so pure was my purified heart had I not felt before Where from deep within echoed a name I thought so I heard Indeed to be true, I be the only one for him to call Had since the dawnless morrow ruptured my soul as ‘Knight of the Word’ “Upon this land we now stand, belongs to the world of illusion It is unreal but pure, having form from fragments of imagination Though my knowledge may well exceed most Yet a limitation always remain much deeply froze As such became reasons why, I am to appear within your dream For this moment belongs not to me but a Befallen herein Since a thousand years, the Befallen Angel had awaited throughout Promising each individual a meaningful enigma of dreams about Be forth warn for in the eyes of this Befallen, you are unlike others A first step shall and will begin a neverending story beyond withers Be till the circles of time will encircle us once more… I leave the choice to you, whether or not to enter the door” {He showed me the way as I followed with a thought needless to consider For I knew, I’m hopeless in defeat when it came to answers I seek