Shadow roaming the darkness...
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This is from a book I've been working on for a long while now, thus it may not make any sense or may even be flawed, so I'll be fixing it over time.
This is from a book I've been working on for a long while now, thus it may not make any sense or may even be flawed, so I'll be fixing it over time.
Risen is the new lord's lands, a barren grave, revelations, only death incarnate.
Time itself flows muddied forming in the hearts of man a new dawning.
The world sleeps now, only the ashes remain.
Harkened the sky shall be, for the new lord's dark shall pass to the soluted sun.
In the warmth of a new age the world wakes anew, but, alas, many an age shall pass in waiting for the rise of salvation's eighteen.
The Lord's doppleganger, decended of heaven, shall wake from one slumber only to rest anew, but with him the world wakes.
Scortched earth, brimstone by day, a vicious wind be the hero's downfall. Neinmora's blessing, his name rings.
Living mist of endless vallies. A river, her mind, be now pure, but her past lay buried. She is the enigma.
A mobile inferno, no life leads where she wanders. In the paradox she'll wait for her sins weighed against her in the walls of fluid passion.
Sweetened breeze, heartless gale. Neither live nor dead, he'll wander where the angels once slept.
The artificer of lore, the artifact of divinity, together they rise from a land divided. Though they are, in body, two; one cannot live where the other dies, thus they become one. Semblance of unity forgotten.
Youth stolen, a life lived in silence, her voice is forever lost. In the Altar's shadow she rests, awaiting the sun.
Her age irrelevant, wisdom beyond measure lay within her mind. The city of duality fosters her mind yet covets her body.
**Note: this is where the narrarator finds the page too aged to read**
*This section is from the same book, but not the same prophecy as above*
Psalm of Shadow's Invokation
Avenged be my loss, quenched be my sorrow.
Death from life, power from death,
Shadow roaming the darkness, hint of death's new coming.
Hear me, feel me, come unto me.
Replace in me the weakness of my heart,
Know ye now my name!
*yet another section of the book*
Psalm of Light's Birth
Great be my loss, yet still be my heart.
Life from death, power from life,
Hero wandering the sun, envoy of life's begin,
Hear my call, sense my weakness.
Replace in me my weakness, and lend to me thy aid.
Know me now thy name.
Time itself flows muddied forming in the hearts of man a new dawning.
The world sleeps now, only the ashes remain.
Harkened the sky shall be, for the new lord's dark shall pass to the soluted sun.
In the warmth of a new age the world wakes anew, but, alas, many an age shall pass in waiting for the rise of salvation's eighteen.
The Lord's doppleganger, decended of heaven, shall wake from one slumber only to rest anew, but with him the world wakes.
Scortched earth, brimstone by day, a vicious wind be the hero's downfall. Neinmora's blessing, his name rings.
Living mist of endless vallies. A river, her mind, be now pure, but her past lay buried. She is the enigma.
A mobile inferno, no life leads where she wanders. In the paradox she'll wait for her sins weighed against her in the walls of fluid passion.
Sweetened breeze, heartless gale. Neither live nor dead, he'll wander where the angels once slept.
The artificer of lore, the artifact of divinity, together they rise from a land divided. Though they are, in body, two; one cannot live where the other dies, thus they become one. Semblance of unity forgotten.
Youth stolen, a life lived in silence, her voice is forever lost. In the Altar's shadow she rests, awaiting the sun.
Her age irrelevant, wisdom beyond measure lay within her mind. The city of duality fosters her mind yet covets her body.
**Note: this is where the narrarator finds the page too aged to read**
*This section is from the same book, but not the same prophecy as above*
Psalm of Shadow's Invokation
Avenged be my loss, quenched be my sorrow.
Death from life, power from death,
Shadow roaming the darkness, hint of death's new coming.
Hear me, feel me, come unto me.
Replace in me the weakness of my heart,
Know ye now my name!
*yet another section of the book*
Psalm of Light's Birth
Great be my loss, yet still be my heart.
Life from death, power from life,
Hero wandering the sun, envoy of life's begin,
Hear my call, sense my weakness.
Replace in me my weakness, and lend to me thy aid.
Know me now thy name.
...know ye now my name.
