Dark Dreams

by Hawki

Poem: "We traveled east, over the mountains and into the vast deserts of broken lands. As the days passed, my companion told me of himself, that he had once been a great warrior...and that a dark and secret burden now weighed heavily upon him. We traveled for an eternity across that arid wasteland. How long...? I couldn't say."

Dark Dreams

The Wanderer I see at day,

But also in my dreams.

A visage of damnation,

Inside my mind I scream.

…

The night's fire provides no warmth,

A chill wind cuts to my core.

And the Wanderer just sits there,

His skin blistering and raw.

…

My limbs ache as we cross the sands,

Aranoch is harsh.

I feel Hell clawing at my soul,

And I fear I cannot last.

…

And while we have reached Lut Gholein,

I fear the night still bears ill will.

For the Wanderer still sits there,

His gaze lingering and still.

…

There's no escaping from this nightmare,

No solace in my dreams.

I close my eyes and tremble soft,

As I see hellfire's gleam.