EnchantressRinging starlight above us,I'll kill it with the echo of stone.Follow my lead into the chamber aheadLest you're forgotten in nothingness,Left all alone.Come with me,My mystical enchantress,Through corridors of dark and pale.Dance through the torches,Bathed in their flame,Release your heart and wander freeWith me.Twirl to your seat, angel,Dine on the elegant mealI have left you.May the goblet touch your lips softly,Savor the taste of that sweet wine I serve you.Tremble at the feel of the plush, crimson carpetBeneath your cheek as you fall from your seat.How silky your hair is,Beneath my cold fingers,And how pastel your cheek,And lifeless your lips never again to speak.
Nightmares Part 4 - The TruthThe TruthMathias, called a voice from just down the grassy hill. Here, Ive brought bread, and water from the stream. Have some. The man plodded up next to the other, sitting down and passing a chunk of baked bread to him.Oh, thank you, the other replied, taking a bite out of the loaf, then turning his gaze back to the cerulean sky. The few clouds that drifted past were white and fluffy like cotton, leaving plenty of room for a golden sun to shine down on the verdant Earth. A gentle breeze was all that accompanied the two men, rustling through their hair and brushing past the ragged green cloak that each of them wore.Its nice to feel the sun again, hm? the man whod just sat down began, after chewing on a mouthful of bread. His hair was longer, tied back behind his neck, and a shade darker than the others.Yes, I have to agree, the blond-haired man replied, as the breeze blew a few pieces of his shorte
Nightmares Part 3 - The Night-The Night-It wasnt long before they had passed through the gates of a monstrous stone structure. The clouds seemed to revolve around the two large spires on either side of that eerie castle, and with each step they took toward it, the worse the weather grew. The wind had grown into a fierce, numbing sensation on Renths cheeks, each gust stinging even more when combined with the sharp beads of rain. By now limp strands of hair were pasted to his forehead and cheeks. Renth clutched the frayed cloak around his body. If that sudden explosion of stormy weather werent enough to ward of visitors to the castle, the lightless windows and wicked, almost consuming dark atmosphere would be. At first, he had dismissed the thought that evil could have actually taken control of his sisters body, but now that didnt seem so ridiculous. And as lightning illuminated the sky behind the clouds in crooked patterns, he found thoughts of the dark man from his dreams returning.