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Razor-thin derision
Join Date: Jan 2013
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Soulstice's verse:
He thought of the clouds Where he drank away his arrogant youth In that crotchety town That would barely approve Of his trumpeting mischief With his careless, uncouth Thunderous misfits.... Songvale. A mortal might call it: a lakeside dream As Michael tore through it at break-neck speeds On his triple-crown Pegasus, the City-Cloud eminent of all race-adept steeds. With a bottle of golden elixir in one hand, the other: a magnificent vixen To be forgotten tomorrow, she'll be lost in the bottle While he wishes his liver forgives him. Later that night, representing Aegis Academy He finishes first in the race, with radiant majesty He savors it happily. He sees the next one.. his lips pop on her cheek And they retreat to the estate which his father bequeathed His father, Lord Achil. The mighty protector of Heaven's realms Slayer of horned beasts: emissaries helming Hell It's hereditary, He's next to shelter and conquer the patterns Of the six-headed hydra-riding monsters attacking. In a spherical room, trapped in blue-electric restraints Cursing the ancient magic that kept him in place While he was nearing his doom, he shivered and wept And thought of the Moment.. became filled with regret. At the Achil Estate.. Where the bubbly's shared.. champagne erupting from bottles, spurring laughter It hung in the air, you could gaze into eternal rapture While burning ashes of dead golems for a spectacular high Compelling dancing for now, forgoing the chalice of wine The palace divine, trysts barely hidden behind tall ivory pillars Drunk angels peering into the pit of false idols and sinners Has father imprisoned.. as they whistled, hooted, laugh Until one tipped over and fell, into the abyssal supermax Became coated in putrid black, teeth angled in impossible ways Eyes flaring red, but at least locked in the grave... In a fractal steel-gray prison in the Outer Dark He remembers it all, it nearly drowns his heart His captors have forgot him in this metal barge In the Forbidden Galaxy, where he's left to starve.. In the morning, cups and precious jewels littered the lawn and Ancient amulets hung from the intricate fauna Last night was awesome, he mused in hungover pride He wandered the house and found there was someone inside What's up, he inquired, an empty stare was returned But hes still drunk, the soulless iris barely disturbed Can you show me the Aegis? Eyes blank as ever Bro... of course! He took him to the sanctuary The sanctuary. Where the Blade of Immortals rested The Infinite Arc and other important weapons But none more respected than wars bane itself The intersection of battle and peace. The Aegis Bell He opened the Golden Gate like a proud parent "This thing moves mountains, makes clouds perish" He's loud, relished the moment. Another friend he impressed When suddenly he lashed out, put a welt on his chest His eyes flared red... shadows engulfed the ***kling figure The aegis was gone, and powers balance had shifted |
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