just an empty palace"Naught but a hall in an empty palace"just an empty palace
The only light was that of the stars on that wonderful night, as we lay upon our temp orary throne. The land was so dark and the lake so smooth that it was impossible to tell the dividing line between stone and water. It appeared as I though I could step from our throne and walk along the water as if it were naught but a hall in an empty palace. Then from there on to the horizon, and finally up to walk on the path of stars, through the silent palace gardens. Until I
beloved and fair"Beloved and fair"beloved and fair
There I sit, the wind in my hair Wondering what it would be like If I were not there. So I decide to go sit by the side Of my beloved and fair. That very day I take a ride to my beloved's side When I arrive I take a deep breath of the sweet perfumed air Knowing that she will offer no answer I speak with my beloved and fair. As I sit in the silence I ponder,
I ponder where, where is she that is so fair? Wherever that fair one is I do dearly wish that I were there.
But alas, there I sit the wind in my hair.
a soldiers final dreamA Soldier's Final Dreama soldiers final dream
I lie awake, my body broken on the dry and brittle ground. I notice the icy rain silently flaming on my skin. Yet, I don't feel it, as I watch the beautiful shining shade of an angel shoot towards me across the sky.
He then reaches out for me and when we touch, the pain roars away from my body as if someone had opened
the floodgates to my soul. I then fly away to die in
peace and leave the shattered world to fight it's own damn war.
And, from afar, I watch as the memory of my life is blown away like an autu
life of a tear"Life of a tear" Bit by bit I am born as my father reads over a note. The further he reads, the more of us there are. I sense4 an overwhelmingly bitter grief deep inside him. He sits in an empty dark hallway, a hallway that is usually filled with the life and happiness of many like my father. Yet now these halls lie silent and void of life.life of a tear
Almost as if a death shroud were laid over them. I then feel an indescribable terror and sadness at the knowledge that I am falling into this dark abyss. As I fall time seems to stop and I see the rushing children a
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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