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*Sneak Peek*
A/N: I have decided to include a sneak peek section, possibly more in the future, to sort of invigorate things- and make some things known that should be found out later. All in all- this is souly for the readers, and I hope you enjoy this. The importance of what is included will be revealed later in the fic. It also includes a sneak peek at the end of the poem- whose importance will be revealed sooner or later- of the next installment. I really don't know what came over me. ^^ IMPORTANT: A note, the sneak peek is going to be in the POV of someone- no names will be revealed...mysterious. Try to figure out what's going on if you will- and see how close you were when the installment comes up.
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The Prophecy
Fire and Ice, Wind and Rain
Alo! Alo! The sun shines again
And what more- and what fair
Can the seas might ensnare?
And in what distant deeps and skies
Can harbor such the majesty?
Of hope and trust, love and fate
What in darkness' dim light be?
A Whole of Nothing
The price of sin
And long I have waited-
-To see daylight again!
All of the World
The Coming is nigh
When the ground shudders rueful
And blood fills the sky
So long down in turmoil
The Storms in rage brew
Clearing the day-frost
And burying the blue!
A Whole of Nothing
The price of sin
And long I have waited-
-To see daylight again!
To make Something of Nothing
To piece it together
A puzzle of greatness
And none of the latter!
Sing-song the lullaby
To lease fate to sleep
And give up thy own life
For the memories weep...
Take heed of the night
And sorrow in the day
The Winds sail upon us
The refracted light!
A Whole of Nothing
The price of sin
And long I have waited-
-To see daylight again!
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"You're a fool."
She laughed, brushing away some hair from her face. She was enjoying it, all of it, and I could barely contain myself to let her continue to breathe. She was denying every chance I gave her- every notion- and dismissing it, treating it like something foolish. And she was the fool.
"I'm giving you a chance- you'd be a true fool to pass it up. It's better than a living death, an endless CYCLE of remembering and forgetting, losing and loving and hating and sorrow that comes as the aftermath... of never knowing your place."
She turned to me then, frowning. "Is that a threat?"
I chuckled. "You can be so shallow, even though I know I created you better. All I need is your willingness, and it would all be settled and there would be no need for monitoring..."
"You're a madman," she stated simply.
It was my turn to laugh, hard and vigorously, holding my sides as I strained to catch my breath. Now THAT was an observation. But since when does a madman know he's mad?
"I may be 'mad' but because of my madness we are alive and breathing, and it is only a favor to repay me- and the universe, if you see what I mean by that- in doing this task, as enormous and IMPURE as it is. I find it genuinely amusing that it is at this time you call yourself HOLY, when it is you who has the blood on your hands, though visible it is not."
She was angered then, by mine calling her a liar. She was predictable, but then again it was I who made it that way in the first place. "You only think you know me."
"Of course I think I know you, because I DO know you- and you know nothing else then what I do," I responded.
She growled then, my logic twisting itself into her mind. "You're MAD. I refuse to do what you ask of me, it's IMPOSSIBLE as well as-"
"Immoral? I thought we already went over that," I chirped. She was tempted to lunge at me.
"Burn in Hell," she snarled.
I sighed, reaching for the console. "Very sorry I had to do this..."
Her eyes widened, her mouth open in protest, fear in her features- the first bit of emotion I had seen her reveal, besides anger and contempt- but I chuckled again I pressed it slowly, willingly.
And that, my friends, was the end of her free will- and the beginning of my conquest.