01-28-2008, 09:40 PM
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every lament is a love song.
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Location: your subconscious.
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Re: The Most Dangerous Game ~ [Tacheon Alexander Black]
Night had now fallen, the sun long set and the moon now risen. However, in the distance Kartaikian, who was now riding upon his horse, could see something unusual silhouetted against the star spangled sky. It was a tall building, a tower of sorts. Stormrider neighed, sensing somebody nearby. Kartaikian shushed him, and guided him toward the tower, as quietly as possible.
The tower was quite large, and set up on top of a hill, where it could see a lot, maybe even all, of the forest. When Kartaikian got to the base of the hill, he dismounted his horse and walked up to the colossal tower. Before he entered, he drew his sword, which glimmered a gloomy green glow. He opened the door quickly and looked around.
No one yet... He saw stairs leading up to the top of the tower. And stairs leading down...to where? Kartaikian decided to find out...
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Inhale
cold morning air
hear the Sunday bells sound
ringing, calling, singing
a lament
Exhale
warm misty breath
hear the bells have ceased their lament
but mine has only just begun
for you
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