Tuesday, October 12, 2004

New Work

I have new work... one of which is VERY important... one is just a little boast I did for English

English Boast

I am Matthew, Brother of Rathios...
I am Lord of Chronia, and Rival of Fate...
Son of Dynedockia, and Dreamer of Destiny...
Lover of Mana, and Master of Time...
I have slain the corruption of K'wal Na'z Theli...
A Dreaming Bard of Modern day...
I write the Chronicles of The Crimson Dreamer...
Wielder of ShiTe’Ku and the Wings of Time...
I shall sprout the seeds of Destiny...
And soon fulfill my prophecy!

And This... This may be one of the most important pieces I write... I am pretty sure that this is going to begin my book... It won't be the actual beginning of the storyline, but it is a Poem that sort of summarizes the Legend, and how it comes true in my story... well here it is!

The Prophecy

Behold the signs of Ages Past...
When Chronia unites at last...
A Hero shall rise above and lead...
And jealous brother toiled with greed...
With strength and spirit he will fight...
To try and make our future bright...
But brother's envy shall consume...
And bring a Dreamer’s Fate to doom…
A prophecy from days long passed…
Of a Man with power unsurpassed…
Who shall break the Curse of Kwa’l Na’z Theli...
And set fourth Chronia’s Prophecy…
From ancient past... a Blade Of Old…
And with this blade, a story is told...
Of hidden power buried within...
For only those devoid of sin...
A Mighty Blade the Dreamer's Built,
With a Crimson Eye, and a Silver Hilt...
Heavy to any who try to wield...
But to Chosen Few, this sword shall yield...
If the wielder's blood should spill...
The weapon's thirst for sin shall fill...
And if the bearer holds such blight...
The Blade shall present its hidden spite…
Malediction begins with just a drop…
Upon the Blade… but it won’t stop
A curse bestowed on evil’s bane…
For only their broken shells remain…
A fallen being devoid of soul…
With only one thought to keep them whole…
The last of the wielders before they attune…
Emotion, and thought, their minds will consume…
Wandering puppets, lost to the blade…
As they drift through the ages, and memories fade…
The soul shall dwell inside the sword…
Never again to be truly restored…
But all is not lost for he who shall fall…
For the Chosen one shall answer the call…
A Dreamer from another world…
Shall find his path as it unfurled…
And with the Seeds of Destiny…
Shall find this Blade, Kwa’l Na’z Theli…
With the purest of heart… and A Noble Dream...
A Fallen Hero… this boy shall redeem…
A drifting soul shall no longer mourn…
As the Crimson Dreamer shall be reborn…
Beneath the ashes, the curse shall break…
And a sleeping spirit shall awake…
Ancient power shines anew…
As The Crimson Blade… Shi’Te’Ku
With strength enhancing every trait…
And the long sought power to topple Fate…
...The brother shall go and search the stars…
And lose the name Dynedockia…
Fate shall leave behind his scars…
And begin The Legend of Chronia…


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