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The battle is
The battle is fast approaching.
Then again, so are we.
Closing in, possibly enchroaching,
Soon the two shall be three.
submitted by A majestic beast
(April 8, 2019 - 4:14 pm)
(April 8, 2019 - 4:14 pm)
Savin...
Stop,
Savin...
I said stop!
You can't run Savin...
The reflection stares down the real
For he is the one who can feel
His hands are fists
His will is missed
as the glass shatters
and reveals that it does not matter
the corruption has already begun.
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I wish to help
I wish to guide
I wish to trust
I wish for my soul to be mine
These wishes will not come true,
without help from you.
Friend of silver,
friend of life.
We shall rise,
as the wise
the silver
and the sky.
(April 8, 2019 - 8:49 pm)
(April 10, 2019 - 2:14 pm)
The tower looms.
We are near.
We will fight
For what is dear.
Blackness of shadow,
I challenge you!
You hold my friend's
Life so new.
But not for long,
I can assure.
For dark will die
Before the Pure.
(April 10, 2019 - 2:30 pm)
(April 10, 2019 - 2:34 pm)
~Right-left, right-left
marching to the boistrous beat
Of music
hold fast, steady now
let out the war-cry bitter-sweet
Of song
the beautiful things they tried to take from us
the colorful things they shrouded in shadow
the meaningful things they left to collect dust
are what we will fight them with now
Us three alone, but as if an army behind us
for three are plenty to erase dark nothingness
for we are something and we have light~
(April 11, 2019 - 10:07 am)
~A figure approaches
It crumples to the ground
My companions rush forward
"Take me back," she pleads
A familiar tone
But cracked and weak
Ashen faced and soiled clothes
Another crumples beside
Another familiar figure rasps
"Where are they?" comes a booming cry
It is cold
"They've escaped!" shouted another, deep
By now the first hostage has come to her feet
Silver disbelievingly squeaks
"Kiwi?"~
(April 29, 2019 - 4:43 pm)
The blue amulet shimmers
bringing back glimmers
of song.
Conflicted the guard stands
should he fight? Flee?
The Silver turns
eyes wide as she sees.
The guard makes his choice
not to fight or flee
but to let go.
To be free.
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Light forms around the Captain as he lifts the amulet over his head
The silver beast yeilds a step,
seeing the traitor,
the killer,
the king.
But he is not who he seems,
no he is not who he seems.
His eyes drift to the amulet, resting in his palm then,
he holds his hand twords the Jay silently,
reverently,
aware.
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