Heavens
exile has sent me fourth, banished! Cast out from admits the stars to wander the
gravel beds of the earth in black. He whom seared my saffron wings had crossed me
from sainthood to a mortal breathing sinner. As darkness breathes out, telling the
twelve hour to midnight.
There I
found myself alone in the desolate shadows, as venomous
storms of wind, and thunder turned this earth to ash; where blood shed out of lakes
of fire from the watery eyes of the moons eclipse. I have never seen more evil
than the pain’s and torments that hell can hold in this cursed land.
The very sight
of it can only more exhibit the paintings of my Fears that brush my face. I
would soon rather see what dreams await me in the cold bed of death then look
upon the savage glamour of this decayed rural prison. but since time has pause with
no clock to bring count to my existence;
with
immortality as my former I shall count the days and sullied nights till my
untimely demise. I take those faults and crimes upon that brought me to this middle
realm of judicious punishment,
when I once lost my good path and those righteous angels were my
judge.
But as I
seek my travels I greet a dark castle standing, among the valley baring a maze
of towing greens that shaped my heart with fear. There a statue structured in fleshy
bone and blood, was built upon the graves of brave men who once dared to pass
through natures wandering evil.
I look upon
this statue of darkness for which decades it has stood, guarding a bloody stone
path leading to a summit of a cliff as high as heaven, presenting a ridge,
unsteady of wood and rope. With reason unexplained
it set my travels forth with harm undone upon this perilous night.
And last in
breath my soul turns to deaths grim face to stare-down his deep black eyes to
push forward that bridge which none had ever crossed alive nor returned, and
there I faced my fear no more the heart, and calm in breath.
I bare that
crossing and much behold my life’s account over a devouring abyss, and escaped
that bridges fatal wounds and made my way to the other side. There I approached
a forest green, dark, haunting, with silence over long.