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Besides you

I still remember the day we met upon the battlefield, I remember being anxious, to give into the blood shed and make battle upon the enemies of our assailed fortress. It was past the first hours of morning when the horns of war finally sounded the advancement for both sides, the morning sun shining of the black plate that makes up my armor adorned in skull-like grooves, my hand on the hilt of the broad runeblade, slowly unsheathing it, taking it in both hands, the battle roar that begins to rise from the ranks behind me creeps into my own voice as we begin our march that slowly begins to turn into an all out charge.

The armies clash the throng of people smashing into each other tearing, clawing, dismembering but those are only the effects of the the soldiers up front holding the rear there are archers and mages, casting both arrows and spells from both sides.

I am caught somewhat of the middle of the battle chopping down enemies with sword and spell, but the numbers are overwhelming, there are simply to many invaders, not even the powerful corruption spells taught to every dreadknight are enough to maintain our assailants at bay soon I'll be buried by warriors so intent in killing me as I them, but in these desperate situations without any chance of survival we are also taught what to do, and so i begin to gather the energies of the dead and the dying and concentrate them on the glyphs smeared with blood of my runeblade and before i am skewered i thrust it into the ground releasing the energy in a seeping web of corruption that also begins to consume me the caster yet something is wrong the energies instead of expand in the for of dark tendrils draining life they are expanding like a dome consuming life from friend and foe and fueling itself until it unleashes finally. Light blinds me and scorches my skin, I feel the intensity of the explosion enveloping me and then nothingness just heat subsiding into cold death.

Pain, the feeling is disturbingly strong yet disturbingly reassuring, I am alive buried beneath debris from the explosion and dried up burned corpses, i begin to crawl out from underneath my ghastly tomb, my body aches I finally realize that my upper plate armor has been blown away but part of my leggings and boots remain although scorched and chipped.

As I emerge from death my eyes are pained with the gleam of dawn, but the pains does not reside as my sight adjusts, no more was there a battlefield than a barren wasteland filed with burned up corpses and bent and broken machines of war, the fortress that I tried to protect so fervently was also in ruins consumed by the terrible energies of a spell gone wrong and amidst this dead fields was a crater with a something gleaming at its center. As i approached it i begin to recognize the shape of a hilt and then of a blade concealed in this luminous hue, to my astonishment I recognized the runeblade struck to the floor. I fall to my kneels overcome by guilt of what happened, there it was my runeblade still gleaming of power yet has left no one but its own beaten owner to claim it.

As I mourn the loss of what I aspired to protect I failed to notice the footsteps coming slowly towards my crying self, until a hand finally rested upon my shoulder did I notice that I was no longer alone, slowly turned my head and there you were glistening in the slowly rising sun your eyes fixed on the horizon, and yet I felt done for, Then you said to me "Rise warrior you are beaten but not defeated" you eyes filled with purpose your face being caressed by the soft wind coursing trough the wasteland "I shall stand besides you and you besides me as we now forge our future". I slowly rose, took you into my arms and held you tightly "We shall be together and together shall we pave a new future for each other"

I Was Once a Fool

"Remember my pupil thou shall kill for me and eventually when I am finally out in the sweet embrace of death only then thou shall be the master" Lord Thade said to his kneeling pupil as he lectured him upon the power that would be bestowed upon him once he died, his pupil a brother from a life long forgotten.

Ignorantly and with a tinge of defiance he asks " But master do you know when death will open her arms for you or so you see an end coming down upon you from within" Lord Thade's cold gaze falls on his young charge, still too full of life, too full of hope and lastly too full of greed "Do not despair tha'ga your time will come. . . just. . . be patient my demise shall arrive eventually and the undead horde shall be yours to command" Lord Thade finally answered "Just remember do not be brash or you shall become a burden to our master do not be passionate for you shall be blinded, emotions like love, hatred, anger, fear, compassion have no place in this catacombs not with the energies I am willing to teach you how to tame but my most important lesson my pupil is . . . Love is the deceiver of hearts, the deceiver of fools, remember I was once a fool I only hope you manage to avoid such a path" and as he said this tha'ga noticed regret creeping on his masters gaze, regret quickly burried and replaced by its cold lifeless stare and as his master returned to talk about the energies of the fen.

The greed within Tha'ga grew.

Ciclos por Thade y Jemimo

En un abrir y cerrar de ojos empieza y se termina, ni siquiera te das cuenta de los colores de la vida y cuando solo crees ser un espectador te encuentras fluyendo a través de estos colores Quizá solo debes despertar para darte cuenta que ya acabo y todo fue un sueño que no volverás a tener. hablas de la vida y pregonas alegría como si supieras que significa realmente, la vida no es vivirla sino sentirla y aunque solo sea un sueño que se al final se esfumara, lo importante es saber que lo hiciste tuyo, que no lo dejaste solo fluir ante tus ojos como algo pasajero sigue el camino que tus pies han tomado, mira hacia atrás solo cuando estés dudoso de seguir adelante y recuerda que al ver el camino ya olvidado solo te hará pensar en lo que queda por recorrer Deja de hablar, deja de cantar, deja de ver el cielo, ni siquiera sabes que es una risa en el silencio, cierra el ciclo que el sueño sigue y debes estar durmiendo.

For You My Love

The night has fallen upon us and so we lay one next to the other, the warm embrace the calm breathing the street lights outside shining their dim light over your sleeping face it is a sign that all is right that the worries life thrusts upon us aren’t big at all that everything will be al right and so I take you in my arms and slowly give up to the peaceful slumber that has been promised.

We slumber we rest within each others grasp I fell your breath on my chest, your head gently resting on my shoulder and I pray that you remain that way calm not worrying about the details that plunder our lives, about the meddling of others In our affairs. I yearn for the two of us only for the two of us together like this for all time and forever. For you my love my dream, my hope, my desire.