Long live Jonsi!
KALEIDOSCOPE (FEAT. JONSI) [SUBJECTION GLITCH REMIX] _Tiesto (5:10)
The masked Assassin remained motionless to feel the chill of the full moon, the ideal setting to provide light yet it's the perfect guise of darkness to conceal is positioned hidden blades. Watching over his pupils as each have their mark crossed to hunt down and perform a stealth assassination.
Just one last breath and a quick regard to the shadow next to him. A quick nod and it's mission engaged. He performs a graceful leap of disappearing into the darkness with pure faith. On cue, dozens of small forms are revealed from the shadow depths, appearing pale in their novice gray. He appears as a phantom advocate before them all.
With a boot firmly planted on the edge of the mosque roof, he pauses to breathe in the scenery. Feeling quite glutton, he thrusts himself forward over the wide alleyway below. His precursors of death skip right behind. Dodging similar gaps and hurdling over dark alleys, having no fear of the swallowing dark pits below. With precise coordination forming a solid flock, nothing breaks their momentum. Buildings and towers rush past them. Piercing through moonlight and leaping from shadows onto rooftop guards. Each assassin glowing a pure white, competing with the moon and mocking the speckled night lights in the black sky.
From the nearest viewpoint, golden eagle eyes scrutinize the array. Almost in slow motion. To watch as the novices are synchronized like obedient marching ants, veering corners and dodging behind the night watch. Reminding him of the days he would watch the famous Jerusalem cartographer trace his fingers across the lines of his precious maps; darting sharpened corners on aging brown paper. He smiles tenderly at his musings.
Each target is set on their predicted mark. Each assassin assigned a Templar Knight. Nothing can go wrong.
The masked Assassin sniffs the burning kindle in the air. As a signal to expand the pattern and kill in one clean leap. All the assassins close in as the edge of the last rooftop is as the balls of their feet. With all vigor and the approval of their Grandmaster in their hearts, they charge all their propulsion to the fore. Bending their limbs in midair, exerting primal velocity. Ears numbed with the last push and collected momentum. His breath echoing in his ears. The crossed tunics are just down below, inches away, vulnerable and willing...
This is the feat the novices have been waiting for.
He is the first to ground. Right onto the back of the Templar Captain. He hears the familiar pierce of his hidden blade to bone; followed by the choir of plummeting bodies and gurgled screams.
The test is over now.
He looks around as the Templar camp is now in shambles. All his novices exhale a sigh a relief and gaze in awe at their Master.
Rauf couldn't have felt more proud.
This song was found and downloaded from soundcloud and when I listened to it the scene was captured perfectly and wouldn't synch with any other sort of moment. Although in my mind it was clearer like a full moon but these hands of mine just can't keep up. Highly recommend listening to these songs but not while reading this because the base and tune DO NOT go with these drabbles and it will take your mind and body to other places...I mean dancing.
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