Monday, July 21, 2014

Sharp embers

How many days and how many nights have we waited? Harsh and cold winter knights. Their silver swords can never tell us the stories we want to hear. Memories fade slowly, as dragons burn the world away. We are forever as slaves to fate.

When you listen to the sound of something important disappearing from your life forever, do you see the black window there and hear the thunder outside. The boy, he screams and he will fall. Tell me, what is life worth when everything else has gone?

I prayed to the gods, the cruel gods. Hear us, take us away to a secret place, where the sharp embers of this world cannot touch us. They laughed, we hope, desire and wait. It is all a game to you. Have we paid the price for all our sins, or is there still something left!
 

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