Wilderness
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,
Just hold my hand and let me cry.
I never asked for happiness,
Although I did not want to say goodbye.

They think it's peace, this prophecy
And what is calmer than eternal sleep?
But let my future be of placid war
An island reborn from ocean deep

(Winter roses burn, raging tempest fire
...Quickly-running tears, lion's funeral pyre
... ...Oh, seize the watching music's desire)

Your faith, it killed my mother and
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."

Desecrated houses rot with pain
The abyss of home sobs a faded hue
Forsaken souls amend the stars,
Replace loved ones I never even knew

Set ablaze the kings' narcissus
And paint the world white; death is far from sin
The earth lets loose her vomit and
Justified like you were, I destroy kin

(Winter roses burn, raging tempest fire
...Quickly-running tears, lion's funeral pyre
... ...Oh, seize the watching music's desire)

Your faith, it killed my mother and
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 blood are borne by angels
Wings of gold are borne by devils
Stained glass shatters like a heart broken
You stole my crucified love awoken

Your faith, it killed my mother and
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."

Rape the land tonight...
Death, rape this land tonight...!


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