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The Askance Chapter 3 Part 6a

The Age Of Misrule Life is never more as normal as it should Days to only ponder in wonder where tomorrow leads? My darkest of dream has long since left its root Where sleep is no longer an open war that bleeds It was already a year since The Ancients became The Askance is only ever so what a nightmare means Though Alkaiya, The Mistress of War I’m never to see again Yet truly missed is Ei-rian The Befallen Angel of Dreams Though of reality I embrace as my own I knew regardless I’m never the same as before With the inborn illusion I’m infused to sown How much of life can I deter from…afterall! And brought to life are but words in my this lifetime Perhaps only in words I can honestly surrender With so much of time simply forsaken behind Yet my search for tranquility remains forever an after Amongst this darken ambient I sat myself upon My glass of wine can perhaps only represent this serenity Recent became places like this I belong Hidden in darkness, hiding from reality {Seeing darkness as my own, I dreamt of words Yet no voice from beyond remains inspirational to be heard And I dared beyond, daring to venture into depths If only, to have only my unsatisfactory desires be met Darkness veiling darkness… time dissolving time Silence in pure silence… a tranquility forgotten behind Darkness began its outspread, from without then within Perhaps a soft chanting, a whisper of aria is to begin herein Voices from the soulless children were heard in recognition An enigmatic chanting I can finally acknowledge as freedom And I was at once entranced by the lyrical tunes Forgetting myself from whence I embrace reality to loom I felt lifted with a grace of discerning thoughts Of tranquility I yearn, need nevermore be fought Like stars awaiting to be focus… to be seen beautiful A mindset abandoning troubles, in riddance for the age of misrule And there, the ultimacy in my grasp, in my wake How soon before, I wonder is all to ultimately fade? Where voices rose then higher for mortal’s ears to comprehend Silence became all but deafening, when its no more I understand}

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