The Askance Chapter 3 Part 4c
{The callings of reality is already beginning to drown my dreams
And soon, my spirit shall disperse from The Ancients within
What lies to be, brings a lone journey to believe
No more am I once again to once more be relieved
I desire not this engiven entrapment of time
Am I but bound to a curse to be poisoned in mind
I need you Ei-rian… I’m unable to walk this path alone
Will you not whisper a dream to guide me home?
There is but no one who could simply understand
Even within, comes great difficult to bloodly comprehend
And as clear as crystal vapours, I see myself diminishing away
Only to find I awake to not yet a morrow’s day}
It was still however as dark
Isn’t the gifted time as thought as it be?
Unlikely of sorrows within my heart
I began to recollect what I’m oblige to see
I see my room, I see Ei-rian
Both remains, beyond most absurd reasons
I’m as lost as am I broken
Is there light then, beyond my darkest moment?
As much as I serve the Word
I too, have myself to be devoted to
Yet most every then, I know not what’s heard
To know and not know what more needed to do
I have traveled since, a long way
With The Askance to guide me in the awakening
Yet much so was I kept at bay!
To simply embrace the calls of unwelcome beckoning
Is there a need to serve, I wonder often?
Yet gifted was time I’m willing to accept
Since the memory, I’m not forsaken
True for my love to Ei-rian, I’ll never yet regret
This night, I remain as awake as I can ever be
For come will a dream, I’ll receive in tranquility
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