"What does one call He has lost all?
Not a man, never a boy, a moot for despair.
A Wanderer, a Destroyer,
A Missionary only to Corpses.
This thing, lost in the burning Light,
Lead down his path by two bright stars,
Draped against a canopy of Shadow,
Residing only in memory.
Given much,
Keeping none,
Hands stained forever black,
Cursed, hated, lost.
Consort of Beasts,
Too far gone from the Holy,
Befriended only of those that have Fallen.
A torturous existance?
Aye, but silenced it can never be,
Entralled to the Ninefold paths.
Pray, Dance on, child of woe,
Lord to dark nothingness,
Prisoner of rending light,
Forever lost in your Dark Demise."
- Rakashi Shyrelasaer
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Rakashi's Chronicles
Mere typings-downs that I decide to make public, I guess. I doubt it will be anything beyond stuff about my rp stuff, but, hey, you never know...!
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