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The Askance Chapter 3 Part 5b

How is one to passage through shall misfortune nay take root? Is beyond my knowledge for never once within had I sat foot It is the will of the Goddess Word, to be cursed and to be purified To be worthy the Champions of light, in honour and in pride You must seek the way with faith here on forth Do not be troubled, should you find the confusion of being lost It belongs my gift to you, that of these words and this time As well an amulet, imbued with its bearer you will find Let my love be the symbol for all your dreams May I be your comfort always with our love unseen” Remains difficult still, to be parting ways with her With the amulet across my neck, I discreetly left A hidden love yet as tender and as clear The many reasons to ignore a time since we theft! Alkaiya and I, began our ways without spoken a word Perhaps she senses my need to feel in place Should my dream I relate for her be heard? Or is this battle I’m to be the only one to face? She looks to be calmed and determine Guiding the way forward in careless breath Yet behind the thinnest of veil is deceiving Might one be in acceptance already to welcome death? Already, it appears to be a while The enchantment was wearing away since evoke Seen near as thought far, this endless mile The longest of silence till finally she spoke… “I was in anguish for the longest of time The darkest of dream to never have lights to shine It was a battle’s cause, which separated our paths The fiercest of many battles fought for twilight to even outlast For you see, as one we need never fear what lies afore Yet as individuals, our strength will be weaken henceforth We were blinded and misguided by the DarkLord’s spell Of shadows in darkness in an unseen veil whence befell Further and further we drifted unknowingly apart And into the face of defeat I soon realise, upon my lost in ark Forced into hopelessness, I ran into what seem like a chamber And turning to make my last stand, I saw the minions daring nay to enter Mayhaps this be of holy ground I’ve come to stumble upon Indeed this be the place I’m to seek refuge further beyond Striding in darkness into the heart of the chamber within I felt lurking spirits alike those of broken dreams And aimlessly I wandered, till finally I came to a candlelit room Where placed at the center, was an ageless undisturbed tomb Where dust weaver from a simple touch, I felt a stricken grief Then into slumber I fell where a nameless spirit I receive

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