The Askance Chapter 4 Part 2a
To Usher In The Inevitable
It was to be moments never thought to be
Moments to only belong in dreams
Darkness too dark to come before humanities to see
Minds in paranoia is ever to seem…
I knew that dreams were my portal into the Ancients
Yet I never can accept this truth whence sleep favour
How is one to live separate lives for when time transients?
To learn an equality for the troubled mind to savour
Perhaps from some light I have accepted my fate
And from its holiness, I have remembered love
Though of probability I’m nevermore to await
To only The Goddess of Word I’m to uphold my place to serve
Consume by my own wrath, I’m to prepare
For this one dream, for this one night
Perhaps from a misguided strength, I’m to dare
To embrace my role and to venture forth as a knight
And as I settle myself down, of sleep I welcome…
Its ironic how much easier it is when acceptance is all
Where dreams is to gather as I become as one
There isn’t much of myself I’m ever so to recall
{I was in the ancient land all at once
There isn’t even a path of returning to chance
And I saw in my hand… the demonic Sword of Sins
A metal edged to aid me in every lunatic dream
Across my chest as well, was the amulet since engifted
Imbued now of the Defier as of how fate decided
Further still, I can only detached myself from everything I was
No more must I despair from those every a thing that was lost
With strength anew, I ran alongside Alkaiya The Mistress of War
Anxious to gain knowledge to the mystery of our path lain afore
Though of the Leech-King still following suit from behind
I came to realize that it isn’t the demon I’m at fear this time
It was the fear of knowing that of which evil is to triumph over good
And simply of morality, evil must never be allowed to take root
The Temple of Erl-gria still lay a distance so far and away
Are we to outrun the Leech-King and to keep the minions at bay?
It was then, I saw us on some nightly desert-like ground
With silence too astoundingly silent, without no sound
Skeletons in armour were heaped all over the bloodied sands
Shields and swords were scattered as well in this death fill land
Coming to a halt, I notice Alkaiya sensing the silence as well
And I knew, from a troubling mind is trouble to sell
I held my sword firmly, readying myself for anything!
Though equipped, I’m unskilled yet in nevertheless everything
Disorientated, I saw Alkaiya withdrawing her arrow
Whispering an enchantment after, for perhaps some protection to borrow
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