The Path To Atonement
Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2017 10:07 pm
It all begin with acceptance, and yet, it is common knowledge that the first step is always the hardest to make, and here I stand, yet again crippled, unable to make that step, My darkness haunts me, It takes the image of my past self, to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I loathe you, Oh darkness of mine.
Here I am, bound in chains, and infront of me, is what seems to be a pacted man, he claims he can save me from my darkness, but can he really? and, why I'm I in chains....My body shudders as he starts weaving eldrich magic before me, oh here it is, I want to kill him, I can see why I'm chained now, my darkness asks for blood... I have a deep hatred for those pacted with fiends, but this one claims he is pacted to the fey, he said he paid the price already for his power, but does he really understand what it means to pay for the power you have? Oh, his magic is beautiful, it's sparkly and forms beautiful lines, his eyes blaze with lightning, and I'm losing consiousness, I'm I dying? But I feel no pain, I must retiliate, I must kill him...kill him....kill him.
Here I am, bound in chains, and infront of me, is my darkness, she takes the image of my past self, to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I loathe you, oh darkness of mine.
It's dark in here, and I see a white light in the distance, my darkness smiles coldly to me, then turns her back on me, I try to reach for her, but alas, I am bound in chains I can't see, my darkness speaks, to someone with blazing eyes, they speak and speak, and she drew her sword, my darkness will kill that man, as she has killed many before him, she lusts for blood, and lives for death, Ironic, as we both are still alive, or a we?
The pacted man weaves chains to bind my darkness, he is actually trying, she smiles, laughts and roars histerically as she flails, she's enjoying the challenge, she's enjoying the battle, and so is he, I just want to be with the one I love, why I'm I still here?
I see a desert in the night, my chains are gone, and so is the warlock, was he never there to begin with? A sword at my feet, I take it, my darkness is infront of me, it's just me and her, in this dark desert, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I will kill you today, oh darkness of mine.
How many days are we doing this? She fights like me, yet not one drop of blood is on me, unusual knowing how bad I am at swordplay, and so is she, we match, and thought my desire to kill her is there, and her desire to kill me is there, it is as if we're dancing, our movements flow well together, as if there was no killing intent behind them...and we dance and we dance, and the sound of colliding steel is our melody, the sparks that draw from it are our festive lights, oh we're dancing, but soon this dance will end.
It didn't end, I'm still fighting my darkness, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I feel like we've been here before, did we? It's an endless circle, I want to see the one I love...I miss her, I can't recall her face, and I can't recall her name, but I miss her.
A voice booms in the nightly desert..."Why are you fighting the one that quells your bloodlust? why do you fight the one that guides your sword? Why do you fight your strength?" Who's voice is that, it is.....familiar, but distant...My darkness makes a miss, and I disarm her, I can kill her, but my hand won't move, I do not want to kill her, I believe I can safely assume that I have lost my sanity, or perhaps this is what hell looks like, this is the punishement for the sins I have commited?...
I'm in a room, and infront of me is my darkness, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, she reminds me of who I was, and who I am, she reminds me that behind all the masks I pull infront of people, this is what I am, her bloodlust disgusts me, and yet, I know that bloodlust is my own, I loathe you, oh darkness of mine.
The warlock appears infront of us, and says "Do you still want to hurt Lay-"....His voice I can't hear, my darkness asks me to kill him, she pleads me to go with her, she doesn't let me listen to the man, Shut up, shut up shut up, let me hear the words he is saying, do I still want to hurt who?
Light shines, and memories of my present come back to me, her face, her beautiful long silky hair, her graceful body, her shiny armor, her majestic sword, her soft lips, her tender smile, it all comes back to me, she is my light, the light I've seen afar, I let myself drown in the emotion for a moment, before it fades away, I finally know who I am, and who I was, what I have done, and what I must do, who do I fight for, and who do I fight against.
I see my darkness, she takes the form of my past self to remind me of the sins I can't escape, the sins, I won't escape, the sins I will face.....
I am my darkness.
Here I am, bound in chains, and infront of me, is what seems to be a pacted man, he claims he can save me from my darkness, but can he really? and, why I'm I in chains....My body shudders as he starts weaving eldrich magic before me, oh here it is, I want to kill him, I can see why I'm chained now, my darkness asks for blood... I have a deep hatred for those pacted with fiends, but this one claims he is pacted to the fey, he said he paid the price already for his power, but does he really understand what it means to pay for the power you have? Oh, his magic is beautiful, it's sparkly and forms beautiful lines, his eyes blaze with lightning, and I'm losing consiousness, I'm I dying? But I feel no pain, I must retiliate, I must kill him...kill him....kill him.
Here I am, bound in chains, and infront of me, is my darkness, she takes the image of my past self, to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I loathe you, oh darkness of mine.
It's dark in here, and I see a white light in the distance, my darkness smiles coldly to me, then turns her back on me, I try to reach for her, but alas, I am bound in chains I can't see, my darkness speaks, to someone with blazing eyes, they speak and speak, and she drew her sword, my darkness will kill that man, as she has killed many before him, she lusts for blood, and lives for death, Ironic, as we both are still alive, or a we?
The pacted man weaves chains to bind my darkness, he is actually trying, she smiles, laughts and roars histerically as she flails, she's enjoying the challenge, she's enjoying the battle, and so is he, I just want to be with the one I love, why I'm I still here?
I see a desert in the night, my chains are gone, and so is the warlock, was he never there to begin with? A sword at my feet, I take it, my darkness is infront of me, it's just me and her, in this dark desert, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I will kill you today, oh darkness of mine.
How many days are we doing this? She fights like me, yet not one drop of blood is on me, unusual knowing how bad I am at swordplay, and so is she, we match, and thought my desire to kill her is there, and her desire to kill me is there, it is as if we're dancing, our movements flow well together, as if there was no killing intent behind them...and we dance and we dance, and the sound of colliding steel is our melody, the sparks that draw from it are our festive lights, oh we're dancing, but soon this dance will end.
It didn't end, I'm still fighting my darkness, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, I feel like we've been here before, did we? It's an endless circle, I want to see the one I love...I miss her, I can't recall her face, and I can't recall her name, but I miss her.
A voice booms in the nightly desert..."Why are you fighting the one that quells your bloodlust? why do you fight the one that guides your sword? Why do you fight your strength?" Who's voice is that, it is.....familiar, but distant...My darkness makes a miss, and I disarm her, I can kill her, but my hand won't move, I do not want to kill her, I believe I can safely assume that I have lost my sanity, or perhaps this is what hell looks like, this is the punishement for the sins I have commited?...
I'm in a room, and infront of me is my darkness, she takes the image of my past to remind me of the sins I can't escape, she reminds me of who I was, and who I am, she reminds me that behind all the masks I pull infront of people, this is what I am, her bloodlust disgusts me, and yet, I know that bloodlust is my own, I loathe you, oh darkness of mine.
The warlock appears infront of us, and says "Do you still want to hurt Lay-"....His voice I can't hear, my darkness asks me to kill him, she pleads me to go with her, she doesn't let me listen to the man, Shut up, shut up shut up, let me hear the words he is saying, do I still want to hurt who?
Light shines, and memories of my present come back to me, her face, her beautiful long silky hair, her graceful body, her shiny armor, her majestic sword, her soft lips, her tender smile, it all comes back to me, she is my light, the light I've seen afar, I let myself drown in the emotion for a moment, before it fades away, I finally know who I am, and who I was, what I have done, and what I must do, who do I fight for, and who do I fight against.
I see my darkness, she takes the form of my past self to remind me of the sins I can't escape, the sins, I won't escape, the sins I will face.....
I am my darkness.