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Drais' Tale IX. The Desires of the Blood

Contributed by Lee on Thursday, 16th December 2004 @ 03:14:55 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I still see him
In my dreams
Every moment I breathe
This is like a tragic song to me
Won't go away
No, the recurring images of
A growing darkness won't go away
I will search for him
And will never cease to hunt this creature
And his loyal night creatures
Yet it seems as though he is leading me
Right into his clutches
A trap of the suffocating night

....

I was wounded by the one called Gallo
In our first battle,
I knew not my prey's weaknesses
He fought with a fierce tranquility most hunters lack
I cleverly led him to the hermit
Where our minds were subtlely fused together
I was in a trance when he found me in front of that imageless mirror
Yet when he walked behind me I could clearly see him
His defenses were exposed
I was ready to attack
At least, I thought I was ready
I will consult my night fellows on this matter

....

We feed off the desires of the blood
And they claim we are night creatures
Gallo sought the hermit in the cavernous mountains
Because he thought he would find a great teacher
You must find a new teacher for him to seek
Then he will seek you, yes, you will see
Only this time be ready to fight him from inside
Taking control of the situation
By taking control of his mind




Copyright © Lee ... [ 2004-12-16 15:14:55]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Drais' Tale IX. The Desires of the Blood (User Rating: 1 )
by WiltingSoul on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 01:35:13 AM AEST
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I really liked that, the story it told was beautiful.




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