Lords & Landscapes: Prologue

Ascensions & Departures: Reminders of Remainders

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Ascensions & Departures: Reminders of Remainders

I’ve always held true to myself over anyone else. Some may call this act as an infinite blessing, some may title it as the darkest curse. However, I have noticed with time it seems to cause conflict for both sides, for it will always stand on some middle ground. At some point after the exile, you reached out with your light, picking me back up, like you once did when I was helpless, taking tumbles and falls, time after time. Though you may have reached out your hand during these times, I know within your palms lie a force that my soul will never accept.

It seems with time, I have grown prone to erasing these thoughts of mind in order to move forward, onto a clean slate. Only now have I realized, while only a part of this may be beneficial, the rest is nothing but wounds to the soul. For I have forgotten all that I had once fought for, and all that I had once held onto. During some strange and violent storms, I let myself go, a separation of the whole, and a splitting of being. For even now, some of me remains lost, wandering and wondering within some lands of strange architect.

I have been attempting to force these connections time and time again, but even with those actions, it seems that these circuits were never meant to resonate with each other, perhaps for a meaning beyond my current comprehension, perhaps for a purpose I have yet to discover.  As I now come to realization regarding these states, I feel I can move forward like I once had, with all force and resistance, left behind.

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Ascensions & Departures: Truths

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Ascensions & Departures: Truths

What is this being that I am becoming? Shaking and shimmering in my skin of old, it has come to my attention that I had been poisoned. A strange feeling often makes it’s way across my body, engulfing all that I am. I’ve realized during these mournful Dawns, that the secrets that have been kept hidden from me, were only hidden out of sheer ignorance, and nothing more.  Though you, like a robot with a mind to lead us into the new world have fallen into a trap along with all the rest. For with this known, for legacy has been tainted, though, it’s never too late to turn it all around.

I have gathered up all that I know, and all that keeps me stronger, and have started anew in motion.  Though the strength of these rising tides, and endless waves trigger me in ways I had never thought would be possible, I continue to press forward, even though part of me continues to grow weaker after each passing hour. There is truly no escaping this new era, as now that this all has begun to settle in, my only option is to soon set out, and find more answers to the questions that I seek.

I know not much time remains as the darkness prepares to strike once again, but as I have stated before, this time, I am left with nothing to lose. For time has stolen all that had once remained of essence to my entire being, and so I see no limit to the risks and battles I seek to engage. I was once a rock, holding you in place, but now I have left that position. The vanishing has already begun to take place, and with every passing day I grow less clear to those who are unlike me.

I know there is ultimately more to these eras, and timelines I have once jumped and manipulated. Much more that I, even now, fail to comprehend, lies to be discovered beyond these beautiful mournful Dawns. For the Twilight period of this era is soon to take it’s place, and as wars commence, I know I will fight on until my last breath. For soon I will be undefeatable, for soon, I will become more powerful than I have ever imagined.

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The Days of Vanishings: The Vanishing Days

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The Days of Vanishings: The Vanishing Days

There are truly no words left to be said, but all all in all since this period had first begun much has happened. It has now become very clear to me that the foundations in which all had stood on that I had constructed has went through a gradual fading ever since the exile, up until the Dawn of this new Advent. With no foundations remaining, I was caught in a tail spin, a loss of direction, and no strength to build upon what I had set out to do in the first place. Though my memory is slowly beginning to return, I still truly believe I know how all of this will end.

He has now changed, and is no longer the same being he once was. Though some aspects remain the same, the intentions are all in all different. We have seen far past the cycles that we had once been caught in. And while some of these cycles we still hold very dearly to, it is no longer up to us to keep them around, they have begun to vanish along with the days and mornings we have come to know so well as a whole.

We know that eventually, all of this will be behind us, truly erase within time that does not exist within this realm. Time and time again, I have fought to uphold some strange and mysterious cycles, for us both, but this ceased our growth. Shadows now look to us with a hostile eye as we make our way into a new time within this new Advent, the Dawn of the Twilight era. Thought these mournings still remain new to him, still yet to truly settle in, his time is quickly running out.

The bars that had once entangled me down, keeping trapped have now been lifted, due to some mysterious force. I know he no longer speaks lies, and he now only searches for the truth and nothing but it. We will settle for no less. The fadings we have begun to see today will only gradually continue as we move forward. The 5th sleep is soon to arrive and a new direction will be revealed. For in the meantime, the setouts in which have been awaiting me for so long are now ready to commence, the time has not been better, and with these locks and chains vanishing along with the days, the time has never been better.

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The Days of Vanishings: From Contracts

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The Days of Vanishings: From Contracts

The overwhelming warmth of these days have gradually begun fading and the nights have grown much colder. This is all still very new, and foreign to me, but somehow, some way, things just feel right. I know he is wandering within a strange space, suffering deep inside from all that has taken place. And while in a way, I am lost, I cannot help to wonder what a being who is as hurting as him could possibly hold that could benefit me.

The air has become breathable here, through you I can feel the wounds that you carry as you compare your scars to the ones which lie on others. Only, you remain ignorant to the fact that this is not necessary by any means for you have always flown within them, for their scars are truly not unknown to you. I know that the hours have shifted in their favor. The darker ones have now begun to make their ways out of their hidings, and are now plotting some dangerous actions while both you and I remain vulnerable.

The Twilight has always been a time of strife for you, so it seems. For now you know the inevitable wars are set to take place once again, but this time you are ready to fight, and I shall be your weapon and armor. Though while we still may remain far apart by the looks, in reality we have never been closer, and even closer we will become. You shall not die there, not yet, not now.

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The Days of Vanishings: The Rising Tide

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The Days of Vanishings: The Rising Tide

We were never truly bounded here like many have once originally thought. There is a way that I know that exceeds far beyond what my heart has spoken to me, a way that I know that processes much faster, much quicker than that of the cells within my brain. I dream of waves in deep pools that breathe life into my very soul. There has been a different way which has been apart of me since I could remember. He seems to struggle, he tends to fight, and he is growing weaker. For now the waves that encompass us all are beginning to swallow up all that we know, flashing to us all that we’ve once knew.

It is at this time that actions must be taken for once I set out to save him, a Vanishing will take place. I know truly, we both will never exist the same every again. For the heights we both know as of now will only grow larger, and the sleepless night he knows now will only grow longer. With the brightest of the Dawn now behind us, we begin to take shelter as the coming of the Twilight and it’s wars are only a trail away.

With such tides engulfing us all, I can only pray that after these storms come to an end, a brighter future lies ahead.

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The Day of Vanishings: THE CLIMB

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The Day of Vanishings: THE CLIMB

It came quicker than I had originally anticipated, and was nothing like I had ever imagined. To say my weaknesses, all of my weaknesses, were revealed at that very moment, would be an understatement. For during that moment, I saw all that I was, and all that I had been – right in front of my eyes. The exile had more of an effect on me than I had originally knew. Time and time now, the thoughts that flood my mind in another life through tightly shut eyes displayed how it has all affected me, and how it continues to do so up until this very moment. Some would say I was betrayed, some would say I was curse, I am to believe it was all of the strange timeline which I had tread thinly on, however, the back of my mind tells me it was of my own faults and weaknesses that had led to the exile.

But despite this, The Climb still stood, and the decision to continue on further towards the next set-out, or to remain unprepared and unworthy had to be made. For during that time, I knew I had been poisoned, and poisoned greatly. All this time, I had been so weak, but had not known why. My heart had fled me, my strength, my motivation, my thoughts, all of it, and I had not known why. Still yes, the poison freely flows throughout my veins and my bloodstream, infiltrated any vital organs it can attach it’s essence too. But beginning now, it is being extracted, slowly, but effectively. For over 3 years of poison has been exposed within me, this only leaves much fighting left to be done till it is completely gone.

I know time is running more thin than ever, for these beautiful new Dawns and Daybreaks are growing weaker by the day, as the strengthened forces of the twilight await their turn to shine once again. With this in mind, I know that time cannot be wasted any longer. For it was time I underestimated before, and that I shall never underestimate again. His life grows shorter by the day, heart growing weaker by the nights, in due time he will meet his end, but may that time come, I pray I will be of greater strength and higher heights to take on his legacy.

 

There was a time I was lost…But where am I now?

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