by Heronica
A.N. My first submission to I'd say "be gentle", but I really hope you guys rip it to shreds, because that's the only way I'll get better. Constructive criticism FTW.
There ARE spoilers. Don't read unless you've played through the duel with Arietta. You've been warned!
So this is from Arietta's point of view, as she contemplates her role in what she is doing, as well as her resolve to do what she is doing. Time moves forward through the piece as well. In the beginning, she is speaking to her beloved Ion, and by the end, the timefocus is just before the duel with Anise.
The poem is really more like a song. I wrote it to be a song, and might eventually compose music to it, if I'm so persuaded.
Wilderness
In dreams they'll die again tonight, They think it's peace, this prophecy Your faith, it killed my mother and Desecrated houses rot with pain Set ablaze the kings' narcissus Your faith, it killed my mother and Wings of blood are borne by angels Your faith, it killed my mother and Rape the land tonight...
Just hold my hand and let me cry.
I never asked for happiness,
Although I did not want to say goodbye.
And what is calmer than eternal sleep?
But let my future be of placid war
An island reborn from ocean deep
...Quickly-running tears, lion's funeral pyre
... ...Oh, seize the watching music's desire)
Your trust, it killed my father and
God will be destroyed like my past—
No one's crippled memories-to-be shall last.
Once spoken by the ghosts held dear,
I yield the last words to my childish ear:
"Hold me close with eyes overbright,
For virgin ocean rapes the land tonight."
The abyss of home sobs a faded hue
Forsaken souls amend the stars,
Replace loved ones I never even knew
And paint the world white; death is far from sin
The earth lets loose her vomit and
Justified like you were, I destroy kin
...Quickly-running tears, lion's funeral pyre
... ...Oh, seize the watching music's desire)
Your trust, it killed my father and
God will be destroyed like my past—
No one's crippled memories-to-be shall last.
Once spoken by the ghosts held dear,
I yield the last words to my childish ear:
"Hold me close with eyes overbright,
For virgin ocean rapes the land tonight."
Wings of gold are borne by devils
Stained glass shatters like a heart broken
You stole my crucified love awoken
Your trust, it killed my father and
God will be destroyed like my past—
No one's crippled memories-to-be shall last.
Once spoken by the ghosts held dear,
I yield the last words to my childish ear:
"Hold me close with eyes overbright,
For virgin ocean rapes the land tonight."
Death, rape this land tonight...!
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