Belonging to her

I am a fool, once again the moon has deceived me, veiling my sight, allowing my heart to become undone. As always she shows me why I belong to her, an unwitting servant, a sometimes unfaithful follower yet in the end always her fool.

Rant by Thade Fenris

Moon Gazer

We are creatures of the moon, she is our mistress, she is the voice in the night wind that soothes our soul, the whisper in the sea that beckons our heart. She is our blanket when we are sad, she is our beacon when we are lost.
                                                                   

Moon Acolytes Chant  

as told by         

Thade Fenris      

In the Fortress he suffers

He was hung from his manacled wrists so he would never fall to his feet,"Why have you come?" said the prisoner, his deep voice resonated in the dungeon halls as he stared down into the endless night that were the eyes of his captor, "I have come to see of you have changed your mind" all the response he got. "You expect me to break easily or soon? you are sadly mistaken" he screams at the man in the entrance to his cell, spittle and froth coming out of his mouth as he utters the last word, "We'll see".

His captor turned back and left the cell, and as the sound of his booted feet faded from the halls outside, the nightmares came, his mind once again assailed by the voices of the people he'd sworn to protect and failed so terribly to do so, their screams of despair of disappointment accusing him for their deaths, he screamed and thrashed as much as he could in his heart breaking with every woman and child that came to him to point at his failure.

Time passed and his consciousness faded his manacled arms were lowered so he could sit against a wall but were not as much so as to allow his arms any rest, the voices had faded for now but the pain remained in his heart, in his soul. The damage that he took while he thrashed about he didn't even register he was accustomed to the pain of the body, but his hear was breaking bit by bit every time he heard his people.

Days passed or at least he thought they did, he could not be certain in this dark cell, once again he stood new scars surrounded his wrists and a bruise covered half his forehead caused after a crash with the back wall of his cell. "Why" he screamed over an over again, but the man he had seen did not return. "Do you want me under your thrall? Do you want me to beg for this torment to end?" all that came was a voice that sounded as if it were in the same room, "All we want is for you to understand that their passing was in no way your fault that you did what you could even if it ultimately failed" "We offer you a new meaning, new purpose, should you accept that this grievances are not yours to burden".

He laughed for hours on end he laughed and they waited soon after the voices came rolling back.

Travelers of the void

In life we have found several roads ahead of us, we have traveled the road of the hero, of the savior and also the road of the betrayer, and monster but as it always is no matter the road we take we must be sure that it belongs to our path, for when we take a road that strays from this path, that's when we fall into despair, into oblivion.

We have always been a travelling people, jumping through the stars, the bulk of our people never settling in one system of another, only we understand the difference that exists between a road and a path, for in the endless void, our roads  are infinite to take but we always travel on the path that belongs to our people.

This has always been so, ever since we were exiled from  the home-worlds, we have traveled many roads but always have followed one path, you must carry this in your heart if ever you choose to leave the fleet because you find that your path lies elsewhere. We will remain here ever vigilant ever the travelers of the void, looking over our children and hoping that if their path brings them back, they return ever much the wiser.

                                                                   The Void Hound to the exiled Mongoose Dog Fleet

Waiting for a violet sunset

-" Sweet, sweet Empress, I fear there is no way for me to rip you from my heart and soul."
  "The spell of you weighs heavy on me"
  "Why do you pull me towards you soo deeply so thouroughly?"
  "Will I ever be free of this longing for you?"
  "As always you remain silent not declining nor accepting"-

                                             Lord Thade to the Violet Empress at the Fortress Courtyard

Small fragment taken from a parchment log in the fortress many libraries, it is rumored that after this she looked back at him and smiled and at that moment he knew he would forever be under her thrall.

Warnings of the darkness

"Once I wrote about the coming darkness and that all should be on their guard, for now  i have remained hidden from all that would silence me for giving my warning for the coming troubles, hidden in the streets, hiding in gutters or alleyways, people heard the warnings but did not listen to the despair, I pray they may understand soon

As my, self imposed, exile in the streets continues more often do I see the agents of madness scuttle about the city infecting our people, some even notice that they have been observed but always I return to the shadows before they can see me back

My hope is that we will be able to resist their pull when they strike and at that time that my help may once again be needed."

Entry found scribbled on a piece of parchment found in a bloody cloak, it is believed to be from Lord Thade Archmage in exile

Descent

I shall once again traverse the darkest space and corridors of my mind, it has been too long since last I walked those halls yet even in my denial of them those dark corners still sent horrors to me, to torment the stability that I had become so reliant upon, it is time to reclaim the madness that belongs to me and rip it away from the shadows of my fears and my anger.

I shall delve once again in the pit that is the fortress of my regrets and stare deep into the abyss

Rain Delay

I know its been a couple of years since last i posted something, I am sorry for that but its not been due to a lack of enthusiasm to post its just that I've  been having the longest writer's block ever, I'll try an refocus my efforts to at least post a short story

Imagination

Imagination the sea of potentiality
What worlds await beyond the veil?
And as you sail trough that sea
Let me take a look at what treasures
You find along your path
At what shall you bring back within yourself