Purgatory a place where the evil gathers for punishment; a place where they are sent to feel all they did in their awakening life. One must hope the skin they tore tears deeper, the life they took replaces in their mind a million times before insanity creeps and scars their inhuman mind. Death shall be too kind to one to hold such cruelty deep within their hearts.
Mystery lies with the lies told by whispering tales of deadly tongues and hardened souls. Death creeps in slowly swallowing the air that chokes a vile of thick ooze rich inside the moral lung. It eats at the soul trying to escape the turmoil of the abyss.
Time holds no meaning to the endless days spent in the darkness under the earth. Deepness shattering the very thing that holds onto the earthly time. Damned of those whom speak against the tides of the rising seas. Time teases the aging skin to find it growing fragile and thin.
Man holds blackness where light once shined brightly. His words taint the very being the ultimate entity perfected with a single living thought. Man was to walk in the light and learn for those who hold curiosity about the very earth of darkness. In the creation, a mirror mimicked the mirror creating more than one. Three earths created in the mirror imagine of one. Three stars hold the light over all who inhabits each imagine.
Stars may shine brightly while the darkness hides in the shadows, creatures linger around the worlds fighting and co-inhabiting as one species when in fact, there are many. Many creatures thinking they are gods of the lands when in fact none holds a god-like equality except one species none realizes they exist.
Imagines lies within the ancient minds of the very creature that the heavens open to protect the creation unleashed upon the earths domain. Protectors built to carry thousands sandbags in each hand, an army of dying men upon their backs and remain gentle as a feather.
Demons rise from the ashes of fallen soldiers, blood spilled from the innocence. Death follows while tears remain fresh in the turmoil of the very soul they claim for their own. Screams left in their awakening. Trails of victims lie with eyes of hallow space.
The mind a power and useable weapon. One thought can destroy an army of soldiers and kill the very hope that lies within. The mind creates thoughts, thoughts that lie in the shadows of one’s soul. When the mind holds madness, the body shall reap the repercussions of all that crosses it. Madness is a man’s Hell. The true Hell, one he creates for himself.
No God holds the power to damn a man made in his imagine to Hell. For He himself resides within the very taunted walls. No God should ever damn himself to a place below him. Demi-Gods rule where Gods have no time to oversee. They obey the God just as man does, yet they are Gods themselves. To help keep the rulers in line, all gathered at the table and vowed an oath to allow a true creature the power of all worlds.
Legions of Angels ripple in time while man’s eyes hide the true from their clouded minds. Legions of protectors walk besides those in need and those whom ask for the righteous of the blessing. Except one: for they are the righteousness, their mind more powerful than a man’s; greater than any thought. They choose to listen to those whom call themselves Gods.
The light shall remain forever within their blood the wings shall never fray. Their mind shall forever remain theirs. Their hearts shall fly as free as their soul. The blood that runs through their veins will forever remain treasured by the Creator.
Leo looked to the sky the stars parted ways and formed a figure. He went down to one knee and bowed his head.
“I am trying; Patch remains broken. He still holds guilt where there is none. The memories began to unfold yet purgatory holds him deeply.”
A light lit up the room all three resided in, Leo took in a deep breath. “I do miss home very much. My creator feels he has wrong you and the world. I shall remain by his side as I created to do. He has given me my own freewill yet I seek none only his command.”
The light focused on Chase beside the sleeping man, Leo nodded for he understood. Chase was the key to destroy the very thing Patch damned himself for. The question is would Patch allow Chase to die or allow him to live.
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Finding Patch
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