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A Journey To The Sky
A New Adventure
Collapsing Star
Entering Night
Life For A Living
Me
Sensing You
Stars
The Girl Next Door
Warpriest
Wonder
World
You And I
WarPriest
A journey long across the endless realms,
he is travelling… lurking… caressing…
with his maul in the hands and a smile on the
face, he is waiting for victims!
Glazing eyes, the maul raised high…
a battle cry! and then he runs… towards…
you and your followers…
-TEMPUS!-
Splashing… shocking… the blood…
all over… you.
Life… are you living? … its not all your blood…
laughter.. laughter from the one who slays all.
A sword raises in his other hand… he steps to you…
slowly… smiling… bitter and sweet…
it promises hope… and death.
what will it be…?
The sword touches your neck… cold and wet steel.
“You… are not a worthy opponent… we will meet again”
and then it cuts… through you!
just a little wound, but a greater for you honour.
The priest leaves you behind, scattered and fallen…
without the honour and self-respect you had.
Black comes before your eyes, the blood loss has been great…
you fall into a dream… dark and hurting… your torment.
You scream! Aloud and full of anger… you wake up from your own voice…
and get up… stand to hunt him, hunt the Warpriest…
and to get him done… picking up a axe you start chasing him…
tracing…hunting… with staring eyes and a new found courage.
After a few hours… you have tracked him… found his resting place…
You saw him straight in the eyes… and he moved in his full plate mail…
towards you, with a kind of satisfaction in his eyes…
“Now… you will see your god!”
With raised axe you jump forward… but he easily evades your strike…
and you feel the sword in your hip… a pain you never felt before…
but the blood lust in your mind hasn’t had enough…
you throw your axe around and clash his helmet off… and he bleeds…
“YES, now we have a fight” said he with blood running down his face…
You shouted and tried to hit him with the axe… but all you hit was his plate…
but the sudden pain in your left arm was new… and you saw the stuck sword…
it was not good at all…
The blood lust faded … and blackness laid before you…
as you close your eyes… forever…
your pitiful attempt to destroy a priest of war…
was finally … just an attempt.
Do always what you can do… not what you want to
and are unable to do so…
don’t try to jump on houses… first try to walk on your
own feet.
Monday, 04 February 2002
10:34:34 PM