A rhyme in process ~ in process of being completed.

[God ~blogs admin ~]

Make no mistake, I'm not exactly the best at writing. But when you've been up till six in the morning; it's hard to argue with the thought of writing down all those daft and baffling streaming visions and ideas. Like the title suggests, this is a work in process so it'll like change now and then. 

The frozen footed path is littered with leaves, a trail often slipped upon by smugglers and cold hearted thieves. But on the stormy night, upon the ghastly sky; rides one lone rider who seems to be asking why?

For he hadn't a wish to be here, among the darkness at the blackest of the night's shine; but onward he spurred his beast, onward past the many ghoulish pines. A creek and and twist from trees, a howl from natures starker beasts; upon his fleshy soul he wagered; they'd find hearty feasts.

So quick and quicker he flew, o'er the leaf littered ground; away from the groaning trees, away from the hellish sound. As he flew through the night, upon his trusty steed; he caught the sight of leering eyes, through which the darkness they came to bleed. He dared not name the beasts, he dared not too think; he dared only to gallop away, even o'er the worlds brink.

A strike of lightening, a cackle of thunder; a shriek from the heavens and he was flung asunder. As he fell from his beast, its heart it did give way; then upon the bloodied leafs, it sank and forever more did lay. Fear is like a plunging knife, striking vain, heart and mind; fear is like gaping void, consuming all of eternities kind. For what else had claimed the beast, thus sending its master flailing on the ground; other than that of fear, against such fear its heart could no longer pound.

But now as he lay stunned, silent and shocked, the master truly alone became; the fruit was right for the taking, and now his life was free to claim. He tore himself from the blackness, he forced his limbs to move; he staggered to attention, his worth of life he now had to prove.

The wind swooped and swung, dancing between the trees; but to any mortally deaf man, it gave plenty just cause to freeze. The wind of the forest is a siren, beckoning only the bold; for it can be as gentle as a midsummers night, and as terrifying as murderers bloody mould. For one who held dominion over beast, one who would be natures king; was nothing more than a crushable mouse, among the forest's creeping wing.

It was then that the beasts did move, along the narrow plain; seeping closer and nearer, pushing the king who once was so proud and vain. He who would spur the beast, he that would cruelly cry; he who would damn this hellish nature, found he may have come to die.

A howl descended from the blackness, a gift from some foul soul; it tasked the master with a choice, how would he chose to pay the toll? Would he beg a god for mercy, would he cling dearly to his life; or would he pitifully cry, and slit his own throat with his own aged then rusted knife? Close and closer still they drew, the bleeding eyes forever looming, the fear it pierced right through his soul; the darkness was stark and glooming.

Have mercy he witlessly cried, begging with the unmasked threat; to take pity on his worthless soul, he sorely did wail and pitifully fret. But unbeknownst to the fool, the void that filled his tormentors souls; he did not see the hatred, that could fill the deepest and blackest holes.

Whispering voices joined the throng, mocking and laughing at a man so far gone. Here at last he fell to his bloodied knees, begging and wailing; screaming stop and please. Please allow him this one finite chance; please allow him to witness not a single horror filled glance. His eyes were wide open but all he saw was black, as if he had been captured and flung into a villains sack.

But in an instant, all was clear; nothing sounded to his left or right, he was no longer plagued by the deadly fear. His sweat covered body allowed a sigh of relief, as his soul and spirit lifted, as like by a gust of wind; feeling very much like a flying leaf. He savoured his breath and he savour his sight, but as he began walking; something crept out from the right. By the forests edge, he glimpsed something that filled his soul with dread; a bloodied and swollen corpse, to which he sure must be dead.

Cursing the gods and cursing the world, he crept and limped towards it; arguing within himself, as his sanity again began to become unfurled. 

[Abreo]

Make no mistake, I'm not exactly the best at writing.

 

Damn straight.

But on the stormy night, upon the ghastly sky; rides one lone rider who seems to be asking why?

 

Is he asking why this sucks so bad... because it does. 

fear is like gaping void, consuming all of eternities kind.

 

Phrasing!

A howl descended from the blackness, a gift from some foul soul

 

Racist!

For one who held dominion over beast, one who would be natures king; was nothing more than a crushable mouse, among the forest's creeping wing. 

 

This was nothing more than a racist sucking suck thing. That sucked. You suck. Learn to write. Oh my god. Really dude. You suck. I hope you die with butt-fire in your dark-hole. 

At what point am I going to get banned? Where's the line!?

[God ~blogs admin ~]

Damn straight

 

Preach brother!

 

Is he asking why this sucks so bad... because it does. 

 

Down with the sucking! 

 

Phrasing!

Set to stun!

Racist!

It's clearly not racist if you hate everyone, it's inclusion!

This was nothing more than a racist sucking suck thing. That sucked. You suck. Learn to write. Oh my god. Really dude. You suck. I hope you die with butt-fire in your dark-hole. 

At what point am I going to get banned? Where's the line!?

 

If you're looking for a ban, you're giving the wrong admin hassle. I near choked my whole way through that, laughing. Well played, yank. Well played. 

[Abreo]

Set to stun!

If you're looking for a ban, you're giving the wrong admin hassle. I near choked my whole way through that, laughing. Well played, yank. Well played. 

 

I'll make you angry yet!

[God ~blogs admin ~]

Okay, now that choked me. Awesome show xD

I'll make you angry yet!

 

Thank you, come again!