Post by who on Feb 16, 2006 14:39:39 GMT -5
{Questioned}
[/color]?-Who-?
{Bore}[/b][/color]
?-Brute-?[/i][/color]
{Found}[/b][/color]
?-Alone-?[/i][/color]
{Blood}[/b][/color]
?-Shunned blood of Alegriae-?[/i][/color]
{Scarred}[/b][/color]
?-Orbs of liquid gold, grey and cream dusted peltage. Sook with air of silence, found in eternal silence. Spoken with rage of motion. Curse of darkness's shroud of mystery. Hidden by dance of demons. Slayer of dawns revived. Smote with numbered sins.-?[/i][/color]
{Vealed}[/b][/color]
Hidden by shrouds of mist in a midnight, the demon was due. Under fighting varg the whelp was bore, grave disownment was varg's reaction. A disowned whelp lay alone, taken out to the cold she did bring him. Abandonment with only hope to avoid a prophecy's destruction. Unknowing of this was the whelp.
Femmora Alegriae dubbed whelp with dubbance, but unknown this too was to it. Alone in snow it was fraught to death, almost to the Red Meadow it did float. Ice trappered in jaws of whelp its baritones were cursed to silence. Alone it did remain.
A smitten black un cream varg afound the whelp, on its way to death. It took it under for awhile, smote brujo Secret Within, as varg spoke nought through icen speak. Varg fem who bore the whelp did not return. Black'n'cream varg acted as a father, sheltering the whelp within pack.
Smote Secret Within by foster parent the whelp grew to strength, luciver dark brooded in demonic pan. Varg rose up against the master, smote the Dragga of the pack. To take lead to see how fit was the conquest, a fail came to pass. Whelp no more varg was disowned once more, Alone forever more.
Forsaken one now undubbed, striped of that too with pack, no Dragga for me, no pack for me, no company to see me through. A varg's abandonment led to this, the drastic luciver thought, left alone to die and pass, to avoid a prophecy. If she had smote me here today, I, the silent whelp would not be seeking she. And I would die if not that varg who stole me from clutch of death. But the thoughts of luciver had seeped through me, power destined in my blood. I shall seek she out, and forbid her life to stalk on further...[/i][/color]
{Sung}[/color]
I am a demon within the night,
I am the slayer of the dawn,
I am some beast, sheltered within,
I am our curse, our every sin.
You won't find me by lucivers side,
I am a messanger by your hide,
I seek you through the dark,
and when I find you,
you shall wish you did the deed yourself,
or do you have a heart.
Ah, no, for mothers do not act like so,
not disown their whelp to the meadow,
not throw me to the demons.
Your future is me, and only I can show you death,
for now the place is switched,
it is you who shall go to the meadow,
not me...
Mother Alegriae...
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