

The Tale of WilliamPROLOGUEThe Tale of William
The sun shone over the cliff like a beacon of happiness that was forever too far away. Caged, I looked out between the cold metal, past the trees and into the far reaches of the ocean. "What are you doing up?" my sister mumbled groggily. "Living." I added mater-of-factly for I had had enough of the sleep of death. I had lived long enough to know that this was an illusion. I alone of my family could see the bars of the cage around our city
Silence followed in the hours to come but I knew it wouldn't last. Nothing I ever wanted lasted for long. I was strong once, I was brave once, and I was s


ChasmLife stood still.Chasm
The rain stopped where it fell.
Drops of sweat poured out.
Fire welled up and waited, ready to spring
I stand ready to fight or flee. A foe the likes of no other faces me; looks at me with knowledge in his eye. He knows what I will do.
I fling myself in a dark flash across the ever shortening chasm between us.
I'm met half way; and I die?
Then I live a life I never imagined and am incapable of truly appreciating.


To my LoveYour eyes are far deeper than an endless darknessTo my Love
Your hair the color of the deepest night
You are fairer than the most brilliant flower
Outshining the stars, making their power seem trite
Your voice is the sound of flowing water, with depth and breadth I cannot fathom
Ive tried before to tell you, but words always fail me,
They leave out the depth of emotion
And flee like phantoms out into the night
The scale that could measure your beauty has not and cannot be made
Your smile has held many men captive
And y


The Fate of a WarriorIn a place without time, without rhythm or rhyme There, one will wait. Growing tired of standing still Hoping soon to fulfill Looking, even straining toward fate.The Fate of a Warrior
He has an axe to grind He possesses the kind That sounds as though it sings. Its glory has attracted the eye of kings Set with gems, the best ever mined. In the darkness walking toward him is one who will change all that he knows A flaming sword at his side, eyes that penetrate to the bone, Hands as swift as lightning; voice as solid as stone.
The darkness thins; light begins to
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