When the war of the beasts brings about the worlds end, the Goddess descends from the sky. Wings of light and dark spread afar. She guides us to bliss her gift everlasting
ACT I
Infinate mystry is the gift of the goddess. we seek it thus and take it to the sky. Ripples form on the waters surface. The wondering soul knows no rest.
ACT II
There is no hate,only joy, for you are beloved by the Goddess. Hero of the Dawn, Healer of worlds. Dreams of marrow hath shattered soul. Pride is lost. Wings stripped away the end is neigh.
ACT III
My friend,do you fly away now? To a world that harbors you and I? All that awaits you is somber marrow,no matter where there the winds may blow. My friend your desire is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess. Even if marrow is barren of promises, nothing shall foretell my return.
ACT IV
My friends the fates are cruel. There are no dreams,no honor remains. The arrow has left the goddess bow. My soul corrupted by vengence,hath endured eternal tourment to find the end of my journey in my own salvation and your eternal slumber.Legend shall speak of sacrifice at worlds end. The wind sails over the waters surface quietly but surly.
ACT V
Even if marrow is barren of promises nothing shall foretell my return. To become dew that quences the land, to spare the sands, the seas and the skies. I offer a silent sacrifce.
Sat Jul 16, 2011 10:27 pm
