The Askance Chapter 3 Part 6c

Your faith for the greater good has cease its dawning Self-loathing in one’s destiny isn’t to be for your path’s bidding So much more must you endure, am you to fully understand Death to every a soul is a must for sacrifice to justly apprehend Compassion, pity and even love must you learn to dispel For these only belong the emotions of the weak to welcome Hell Heed the need of my words should one day your mortal heart be soften To be manipulated easily would be from the cause of these depressions Therefore, I give to you this amulet, marking your destiny Seek its true wisdom and in war will all simply be tranquility Though this battle may have separated you from Alkaiya Your fate is bound in time to meet her once more from afar Return now my Knight, into The Ancients and face your fate To truly be The Knight of the Word, lies a lifetime more to await” {From whence he awoke, the amulet then lies in his hands Where of power he sees in the amulet, might he seek to lend? Without Alkaiya’s healing ability, he struggled onto his feet Traveling through a day without aid from no one to seek Though of the amulet on his neck, it withdrew but nothing more Not of knowledge either for his near dying soul to call for Till finally, onto an ageless tree he encountered to stumble upon And into a dreamless dream he can only surrender and slumber Along} “It was several days after before I am finally to see the light What of miracles to have assisted me through those quiet nights? And a single feather there lay beside from where I awoke A finest of feather to once more assure there exist still of hope Decidedly, I am to remain a while longer upon this sacred ground To recover perhaps the lost of faith and of tranquility to be found By the waterfall is where Ei-rian found thy loathing soul A broken destiny in disguise, to finally learn of each destine role Remember well, Knight of the Word… the cause of disruption Nothing is ever the real truth beyond a mortal’s reason And as for the amulet you behold, is imbue of my spirit Should my aid be required, you are simply to will it Of lives lost and found, of souls broken within May tranquility come to you beyond The Ancient’s dream”