The 5th Sleep

My weakest point was when the spinning blades kept me at bay. I had saw it all at that point, and while it did not bring forces of echoes like I had originally expected too, odd forms and shapes sprung their way across doorways which pointed me in even odder directions. I am at fault here, for all of it, and now that I know this, it will be even harder for me to make my way across echoed seas when the time comes.

I once held a wisdom that shook the foundation of this land as a whole. But now that wisdom has sprung into a world of it’s own, swallowing me whole. This places in which I travel onto are of some covered and misplaced secrets. For the forces that reside in these places truly know of no mercy, they do not speak of fear, for they do not see it like we do.

The time will come again, once the hand strikes the top of the hour, and we slowly move our way into cold and empty room; filled with so many echoes we don’t even remember, blades spinning in space where Universes collide and shakings occur. It will all happen again, and for this, I am certain. But as for now, as I speak, the pull has begun to lift and our weakening has begun to peak.

I realize that the moment I set foot onwards, there will truly be no going back. For the shifts that have happened behind my head once again, did so is such quietly fashion, I had not even realized that strange time had begun to take place once again. Time and time again I had been trying to re-grasp what I had lost. Little did I know, it was inevitable in order to move forward. And so as these arcs, turns, holes, seas cry out from some eerie distances – I know that greater Landscapes lie ahead.

It came in a burst, trapping me in its grasp. Though this time, I was more prepared than I have been in the past, it still quickly swept over me like a tidal wave; it was inevitable, and I knew it was from the very beginning. The only thing I could do after these happenings were to watch and listen. For the signals I’ve gathered had been answers to a few of my questions that have been ever risings as the years have gone by.

It has showed on to me now, some of the things in which keep me bound to earth, a sort of winding pull, which once during some darker days captivated in a room shrouded in darkness, with colds sweats dripping down the brow, that pull had let go, and so had I, it was at that very moment I lit flares that will soon lead to the fires that will ignite the lights within the shadows I peer from now.

I see him grow weaker at an oh so rapid pace, but it seems not even death itself could stop him now. For soon he will find what will lift his soul and keep him at bay for a bit longer. As I’ve dreamed of Oceans and Seas in which you are now lost in, and I don’t know how I’ll ever get to that place, but where he’s headed, I know, is the first step. But as I watch from above, far from the shadows below, a force much more mysterious, much more unknown beckons me onto a age of new, and so now the pull grows stronger..

The beginning was just like any other episode, like any other time, during any other age; it crept in slowly like a the winter cold, like a thief in the night. Myself as well as my whereabouts had been misplaced, frozen in a way, yet more of lost within the shadows I have grown so comforted in. But as I now know, I am no longer the only one who resides here within these darker corners of the walls.

I know they are of some great danger to us all, yet I will not hesitate to fight once the time comes. For an age of war is soon to be at hand, and I know that only the bravest of the souls will endure the coming wave. Yes, I am still shaken by these echos that screech and shriek ever so loudly within my head, violently placing me in odd cycles drifting down cold, and lonely lakes and rivers. But still somehow, even within the depths of it all, I have managed to overcome it all, thankfully, once again.

What lies ahead is ultimately detrimental of us all. For I now lie here, strength diminishing greatly, with tired eyes, and see flickers of some odd futures. But that is not what I am here to discuss today, for before the coming age sets foot into this paradigm, I must inform you of what has taken place before that moment arrives..

Since descending into the shadows, I have had a difficult time re-finding my head. A long, treacherous journey down it has been. For awhile, I had firmly believed that I were to be lost in these figmented lines once again. It seems though, that I have found gravity once again, and with that, I begin to tread back upwards, only to surpass the Risings that have currently taken place.

But despite my endeavours, it has all begun to fall upon me once again, oh how it comes to quickly and silently, sneaking up on me like death itself, swallowing me whole. I have long since fallen into the state once again. It speaks words of distant and strange, yet familiar faces, and feelings of some old and ancient times. Something of warm newness every time. I know that soon, once the sun seeks to rise once again, I will begin to grow weaker. But since the arrival of the New Advent, my strength, my energy, is all ever flowing when I am now under the influence. It refuses to be shaken, it refuses to be moved, for it knows of the coming of the second Twilight era and the darkness it shall bring along with it.

This place has finally begun to crumble, and while my heart is deeply saddened by it’s obliteration, I know that somewhere it time, it will breathe new life, and that I will return. But as for me now, my heart still looks elsewhere for the resting place that I so desire here. Though I know I am still quite far off from that rest, especially with the shadows now at hand. I know the other things in which I seek are now, much more important than ever.