There is a knowing far beyond all which I’ve once knew that looms here. It is infinite in it’s size and proportion and seeks to beckon over me with every dangerous step that I take. This knowing has cradled me during the darkest nights of the Dawn of the new Advent, and has resuscitated me following the violent shaking and shimmers from some mysterious visions that echoes once brought to me. It is from this, it is in this – that I find my hope. For words cannot describe the safety and reassurance this knowing brings me. But even though it’s light shines violent and bright, I know there are corners and shadows from far within that have yet to be reached, that remain sealed away by walls of ruins that were once home to a heart that was once lost. But despite it’s obvious shortcomings, this light still shines – and it seeks to pierce all that it can before the nightfall, before the great sleep, before what may very well be the end. But even in it’s pursuit, this knowing, knows that it’s adversary is equally hard at work; for a war is imminent, once again.
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Collective Shadows
Whispers in the winds that swift across this grand place have now begun to stir. For they speak of a time in an era where all darkness shall be faced, and all secrets that are hidden will be brought to light. The beings that so cleverly hide behind the structures, chambers, and sanctuary’s which their thousand hands of old had built, now know what is imminent. For the feeling of war moves quickly around this place, causing the very stirring that has now begun to shake me to my core on this very day. For it is at this time that we shall all know be driven into darkness, as the new Dawn begins to fade for good. In this age of Twilights and Fates; many of lives have already been lost, and many more are beginning to go astray. But despite this, I am forced to continue walking throughout this grand-scape in hopes of something greater, in hopes of something much more whole.
For it should only last moments, but will still mark the beginning of a war that many are not ready for. Shaking and movements from those beneath have begun at a rapid pace, and the movement of myself and my heart has sped up once again. For it was an Advent ago where I waged war on a force much similar to what spins and grows in the shadows now. For this very war is what lead me down the path of exile, and the loss of all that I once held dear. But now, it is not just me, for I know that there are others here, part of the same army – against the very same force. And while we do not see eye to on any plane, we wage war against the same rising force.
It is in this very darkness that I learned to move, and it will be in this very darkness where I shall strive to bring the light upon all that is hidden, upon all that is crying out for help. For as a whole, we have been separated, yet still hold our light. And though the Twilight shall soon fall upon us all, it shall be in the very coming darkness where we shall integrate it with the light once again – for this is the only way we will win this war. Only time will tell what the Fates hold for us. And with each passing moment as we stare in awe, we know, deep down inside that something greater, stronger, larger – is on the horizon, we know, we can become something greater, stronger, larger – even within the darkest of nights.
When Shadows Rise
Lines have changed course once again, yet this time it is not due to my direct manipulation. The chaos is which is now soon to be at hand is in fact, not on my hands, but of another’s with hands much similar to mine. Throughout my endless travels and thousand darkened dreams, I knew this time would come at some again at some point – for life itself had promised me that very day, long before the journey of the Ice Cave, that Fate’s much darker than anything I could imagine would seek to infiltrate my lines. It was then that I accepted my Fate, and since then I had forgotten the oath I had swore, up until now.
These forces which charge towards me now are fragments of what is destined to become in this line, they are echoes of the darkness that once was, and the acolytes of the darkness that is soon to come, that is soon to Rise. Many battles similar to these I had once fought, yet never alone; not until now. For with you sunken and gone beneath the depths of one thousand oceans, I am all that remains of the entropy that took place eras ago. This scape has proven to me to be so grand, I have not even scratched the surface of the secrets and hidden knowledge it seeks to bestow upon me, so it is now that I begin to move like I have never moved before. For while my heart may be weak, and my mind shook – I can still run.
But unlike the Advents past, I shall no longer run from what awaits me, but instead towards it. For this rising of darkness and battles more violent than anything I have experienced before is inevitable at the core. One day, the ending oaths will take place, and from that day forward my final word will be given to you only. But until you are born, the oaths I must carry out until the final days are high in numbers, so I now make my moves. The darkness that rises now is powerful in strength and in numbers, it’s sharpened blades pierce through my fragile flesh, my mind no longer sharp enough to be prepared for the next strike. With this at hand, I know I must use what remaining strength and knowledge that is here to gain to push through this wave until refuge is found. Only then shall I survive this.
The Edge of Divinity/Thresholds
Forces that have achieved higher levels of power and strength than me now have activated a series of forthcoming events that will guide the few that wander this place, like I towards the destination they have been seeking – but only at a cost. The price that I am willing to pay to have my questions answered and the life that I so desire, is a priee that not many can afford. Here on these landscapes of gradur, a scent of Divinity can be traced somewhere within the air, it is feint, but everyday it grows stronger. There are many till this day that tread across this land, seeking answers from the Divine, but alas, leave empty handed. I am one who walked this fate, though still, I have not left.
For somewhere within these vast lands lie a path to the answers and the life that I seek, and the winds that pick up now, so similar to the ones that swept across the golden plains, speak of a divinity being reached that has not yet been unleashed. For Upon the Dawn which is now breathing it’s last breaths, I was bestowed trials that sought to track my very worth and potential. At this time, it seems I have passed and have reached the threshold that I had lost, following the hours of the exiles birth; and while even now it can still be lost once again, my heart and it’s entirety seeks to cling upon it and build upon what was once established – such time ago. But even now, I remain skeptical that this state can be reached, for while I cannot seek the peak of what these thresholds are building towards, I do know that a part of my being remains missing, lost within a dark and endless spinning state, stuck between positive and negative forces which seeks to claim it as their own.
The visions which speak of various ends still play rapidly throughout my mind. And while I know that time is still a ways off; my spirit knows that no longer is their time to hold back the energy that I now possess. For shadows and trials of some dangerous Twilight will soon seek to swallow up all that I am, leaving me lost for eternity. Yet another Fate which I seek to avoid and re-write out of this timeline. But with every hour that passes, the darkness that clings to me tightens it’s grip even stronger, as these lines begin to blacken into something much more sinister than I could ever imagine. With this, I continue forward still ready to fight against what has been chasing me for so long. I don’t know where this will lead me to in the end, but I do know that no matter which direction I take, the Fates I face call for these loose ends to be tightened. Once and for all.
The Breaking Curse
The memories of the Plains are strong during these day’s. For these vast lands that I tread upon have begun to speak of a time of restriction, a time where the Dawn was a sacred, seemingly unreachable pedestal that represented something far greater than what I knew during that time. Now that the knowledge has been instilled, and the Trials have ran their course, it is clear to me now that curses that had once held me strapped have now been broken.
The Trial that I tread upon now has forced me to face the past in a way I have not confronted it before. For with this specific Trial at hand, all that once was has seemingly begun to manifest once again. These times are so strange, yet they move so swiftly, just like before. And just like before, I find myself fragmented before departures that will spell lines of what the future may hold, the cold and eerie, mysterious future that flashes in waves from a far distance. For the strength that he seeks to reach now is a strength that must be obtained during these crucial times. For a timeline much bleeker that speaks words of freedom and liberation awaits to invade, swallowing up all that once was, and all that I dream of becoming.
Breaking the Curse was only half the challenge, for now I must face the force that has been awaiting to be confronted ever since the days of the exile. This force desires none other to be stolen, but only by worthy hands. The hands which hold this force must sport the strongest grip at all times, for this force at hand can slip away, like echos in the night. And now, as the Dawn of this era begins to weaken and tremble, it’s final cries scream words of final Trials and vigorous hours in which I must now endure.
As Trials Rise, Forgotten Paths We Forge
The war that I have begun to wage is a war towards a war that has been dodged, averted, and even forgotten over the years. By now, the decision has already been made; the decision to utilize every last ounce of will and energy that exists within my being, that will ever exist within my being – towards what I seek to reach so direly. For eons cycles, shadows, and echoes alike have chased me throughout various landscapes, keeping a keen eye on my every move – awaiting for me to shake and twist the timeline once again. But now that time has finally come, I had fallen once again after a significant uprising, and while that act lay’s on some broken path behind me; it is was the determining factor that sparked my ambition for this war, in the first place.
Morning skies always have had their way of bringing me back to darker places, to a time where betrayal and fates lay around every corner – a much more fragile time. In a way, those times are sort of like now; I am ultimately left to compare the two, as I now spend my time plotting and maneuvering my way through what has now become part of the darkened timeline, a place where every Fate but those that I desire run rampant and violent, awaiting to cling onto all that I am, feverishly wishing to swallow me whole. But I do not fear these forces, for the fear that I once held during my treading of some forgotten paths so long ago, have faded. Though my very essence shakes just as the timeline does before I am to make my move, no fear nor hesitation shall hold me back from doing what I know must be done.
The trials that I now completed have brought me to a place where the final phase of these trials must begin. It is a place that speaks of the very essence of who I used to be, who I am now, and what I must become in order shift this tide back to a more favorable line. Though I know, one way or another, the coming tragedy that I sense in inevitable; I know it is crucial that I continue onward until the Trials conclude – for I have made an oath that binds me to the echo’s of the fourth, a force that time and space itself only whisper rumors of, a force that even I at this time – cannot truly fathom.
Those Memories
There are things in this life that I strangely continue for despite them being of timelines that are seemingly no longer relevant to this reality. There are places where I had once stood that call me back, echoing to me some strange hymn of remembrance, forgotten paths, and futures that never came to be. It is all of these things have lead me to embark on the journey I have currently on now. It is due to all of these things why I must now strive even harder to discover the things that have been locked away from me, to find the things I know I have been searching for – in timelines long before this one.
During this crucial time of clashing fates and unstable lines; I have found myself in a battle unlike any other. A fight where two forces have begun to put my strength, knowledge, will, and spirit to a test far beyond anything I have ever taken before – coincidingly. My eyes have begun to grow heavy and weary with each passing moment, and I know it has only just begun. But for every breath I take that saves me from drifting off into another dark, and barren rest, full of echoes and lines of all that I had lost, and all that I could lose – my spirit somehow finds a way to push onward.
The darkness that I now know harbors within me has it’s way of reminding me that it is always existing, forever present, never fading. It is spinning in it’s own place full of shadows and echoes, separate from mine. It knows that those reverberations that seem to drive me forward are the very reason it exists, yet at the same time, are the only remaining remnants that can put it back to rest.
No Dawn can pierce through this shadow that has been lurking for so long, but this Dawn seeks a different approach. For this Dawn that will soon meet it’s end knows that my current lines are reaching their ends and that time for me is seemingly limited. With this knowledge at hand, the trials that are now being presented to be will likely once again sweep me out to a violent sea, however unlike the moments and memories of past timelines, I shall go willingly. For I know with every wandering, I come closer to finding what I seek, and now that I know I am free once again, the lengths in which I am willing to take to reach those planes that hold as many answers as secrets in the distance shall outreach the lengths the trials are willing to go to break me.
Liberation – (All that I live for)
The wave that was once the 6th sleep has faded into an abyss where shadows are forever roaming, and echos are forever reverberating. It is now in a place much different than this grand plane that I exist on now; however, they have once told me that I am not only here, but everywhere, simultaneously. How nice it is to be born and free, with a wild heart that desires no less than to reach heights and face danger in it’s essence. This freedom is a force that even I struggle with now, for the whispers surrounding some Fates that are being gasped into my ears now speak of a control that feels almost identical to mine. I had always wondered if in the end, at the end of it all, would I fall to myself and my self alone. Even though that answer is yet to be revealed to me, the things I have learned in this place thus far, have lead me to draw my own conclusions.
Unlike before, my heart is working. And though it guides me to tread carefully throughout these lands and the next plane I must soon make my onto, it also knows that we must strive to exist alongside what is dangerous, alongside Fates that wish to claim us as their own, alongside echoes and shadows that seek to tear apart lines and bring about a place in time that I have been running from for so long. There is part of me that undoubtedly craves for your presence, like a drug that takes me to the highest of consciousness. Even now, I search for the fourth despite my heart having yet to decide exactly what it desires.
There is a part of me that has now been born again, and it is this very part of me that is at the forefront of such liberation. It is this part of me that has now cut the chains and has allowed me to be free once again. But it is also this part of me that has seen first hand the darkness that beckons silently and patiently inside of me. It seeks to swallow me whole and re-establish cycles that were once wiped away during the Dawn of the Second Advent. I may never truly be able to rid this darkness without ending myself entirely, for with it apart of it, the anguish I must endure is nothing short of torture on it’s own. For in the end, all that we had once hoped for never came to fruition, which only naturally leads me to wonder if the efforts I am soon to make, in alignment with the only thing my heart knows – will ultimately lead me to the Fate we have both aimed so strongly to avoid once before.
The 15th Day
“What was the future like?” They asked as they cowered beneath their quilts. He knew it would not be smart to speak words of some ever-bending timeline, but he knew deep down, after catching glimpse of the glowing within their eyes – that they deserved to know what he saw. It was only after the quiet waves slept them all off to sleep, did he once again begin to dream of the dangerous fate that should befall him.
Time is much different now, it is more different that it has ever been before. The echo’s scream feelings of returning to the ways I once dreamed things to be; but I know the cycles to be violent and vigorous; for they show no mercy even amongst the youngest and purest of souls. They seek to pray on every living thing capable of feeling, they are relentless in their actions, never resting, forever beckoning.
The day that I which reached now is truly a day of liberation; it is a day where I am free to once again choose my direction and take on the forces, head on, that have been lingering behind me for so long. Since the second departure and the second arrival, forces have been stirring; and while I know that age is now behind me, there is still a threshold that I have yet to reach. For my heart now calls to me to fight for what seemingly awaits, to fight for what has been calling to me for so long.
A sea with beloved remains wishes to be explored, and my tired eyes alone wish to see no more of all that has once been lost. But I know even now that this journey will be a lonely one, for scapes much larger than anything I have witnessed before await me, with splits in futures and places that echo from a place in my heart. Greater forces have now awoken and seek to reclaim what is there’s, to claim what is no longer needed, and what no longer desires to be. It is of these very forces that I must now surpass, along with a threshold; however, the difficulty of this will be unlike anything I have ever faced before. And as I am reminded of all that has sunk at sea, I am left with a knowing that I am all that remains of those days, of that age, and with that in mind, all that is left to lose – is me,
The Decision
In a place of such vastness, chaos and confusion – I have lost my way. The trials and visions from something once called the 6th sleep have seemingly passed, and now it all remains to be nothing more than an echo, a nightmare in essence; yet a glimpse into something that’s shivering far beyond what my eyes can see. The forces that have recently kept me bound to this place are beginning to flee, for they know now that the day they have been awaiting is now in reach. They can sense it, feel it, even taste it; they know my shortcomings, failures and mistakes have brought upon lines that I had only once dreamed of during darkened nights when you were by my side. After all the escapes and all the runnings of the past era, it has all become a reality, and here I am face to face with timelines once again.
In essence, the rebirth which has begun to take place now is nothing but a reconnecting, a restart, a remembrance of what was once lost. However, I no longer seek to become what I once was; I seek to past the threshold and become the being I know who is in reach, capable of changing these lines to the ones that you once envisioned. And though you, along with the rest are gone, trapped beneath rotting debris of some blackened sea; the essence that remains of all that once was is enough to feed me the momentum needed to create what must become.
Yes I know there are forces, yes I know there are beings, and I know there are sides of me which wish only to shatter lines leading to that strange yet seemingly inevitable moment where I fall victim to the forces amongst some new and rising sun; but now that a choice has been made, and a will has been sought I shall see to it with all that I am, and all that I become, to erase that very moment from this reality. For the words that have been spoken to me were that it is all up to me, that the greatest challenge yet, full of greater challenges – is now here.
~ For bravery, will, and consistency is what built the towers, crafted by one traveler alone. Though he shall rest, the rest is his, and deserved beneath a setting sun.