The Firedrake blazed across a bloody sky, Alight, within Her, Setting Her small, sure feet, Upon Her Journey.
Day upon days, she walked, Driven by the small Gods, The kiss of Ceridwen, Burning Her brow.
Arianrhod lit her path, The Wheel , spinning her tale, The Ancient Ones , kept watch, Over the chosen.
She climbed, she scaled, relentless in her seeking. Bloodening hands and feet. Exausted, haunted.
At last, The Mountain top, She lay , for just a moment, gathering energy from the Mother.
Then...
She stood in her place of power, At the very center of the stars. Stepped out ,on to the precipice Took up the Lantern , and held it aloft by Dark Star
Copied from the Poets Workshop My own Copywritten work.
Enjoy Ari
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The curve is mightier than the sword ...
"He's twitching, because , mah axe is embedded in his nervious system " ! LOTR
Another one, written for my Alter Ego That is alive and well, and living in Dereth..
Miso's Song
To Clan Kidimaru , who bravely answered, The Call of Asheron
Misora, Beautiful Sky. Kidimaru, Slayer. Darling of the Clan, free and un challenged. Highest council of a waning Monarchy . She walks alone, through Dereth, The forests and mountains aware of her presence. Softly, silent, deadly as the naked steel in her hand.
Her sword, a Katana, from the finest Mote Ingots. A gift from The Monarch, shrouded in spells, merciless. Her truest companion,The Queen Slayer,ever at her side . Forged by the captive Golem of Crater, No other could equal it's killing splendor. Olthoi fall before it's crimson stained regal beauty.
From Aerfalles dark quest,to the Empyrean Grotto, Her name and her deeds are known. Hailing from Cragstone, crossing the Land , From Stonehold to Lin, a shield for those in need. Linvak Tukal to Ayan Baqur , no place was too far, Where ever she was needed, she went.
A Sacred Servant of the Monarchy, Sealed by the Code of Honor, and her promise. She still walks today, in the mists of Baishi Mountain Bound to her mission, burning with the brightest inner flame. To protect the Land , and it's people, to shine her light on The way of the Warrior, the path of peace. by Dark Star
Taken from the Poets Workshop My own copy written work,
Yes they do take you to another land. Forceful. Is this a land of myth or one that exists in your creative mind? In a dark alley, I think I want you by my side.
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Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner
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I agree with those who have posted before me. These do pull one into the past. the call of the ancients, calling to be rememberd. I really like your poem for Arianrhod. It took me a moment to place some of it, as I normally think of her story involving Lugh, and how he got his name. Nice work
And Miso is a RPC from a MMORPG.. So Dereth IS a mythical place, and a real one At the sametime.. All of the "lingo" was taken from objects, and Places in the game..
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