A man walks in the great hills, he is kingun the marked for his hole body is bruised and purple. Not from fights mind you, for they are birth marks because of his all-covering mark he has all the species of magic at his grasp and with his wealth he binds once a week, or else he'd lose himself. But he's cocky, he's forgotten the second lesson of prayer and here the prophets deal out his punishment.
A-hhh the wind in my hair a fragrance in my nose and the prospect of a future alliance a-hhh happy days, I do think I might have line when I get to gealsrough. O-hhh this is a bit boggy no matter I'll just fly over, with a gust of wind I lift into the air, and calmly levitated over the bog but then I stopped in mid-air. Then they spoke
"All present?" The man was large and burly, not someone to mess with
"Ave" this they all said
"case" she is large and round with red cheeks and a face made for smiling yet she smiles not
"This man is indebted to us, he swore to follow are teachings and he forgot!" the man is thin tall and snake-like in most forms of the term
"penalty?" she is young and innocent looking except for her eyes or well, the absence of them.
"Madness of course!" he is a little man with pointy teeth and a crazed look on his face.
"Very well we shall starve him of sanity, his prison will require his use of magic and prevent his consummation of blood."
"adjourned?"
"ave"
I fell straight through the ground and into a cave and the pointy-teethed man followed. "aeeh-oooh I'm here to make you cry to death! So, this ceiling" he points upwards "will fall and crush you but with your 'great' power you can hold it up, surely for what? twelve... years yeah that'll drive mad" he turns
"Ю"
The ceiling falls, I struggle to hold the field my left arm burns from the strain of the magic and my eyes they bleed gallons and for twelve years! I'll drown by then! "o-hhh and if you pass check out my music Shvinamec out"
Pain the pain is immense after an hour or a day, days? I don't know. I start to sing, I convey my anger into words and although it doesn't help I can't be bothered to stop some I repeat some I never repeat here's one:
A/N
I own this song.
I'm bleeding out
On the floor, over these accur-sed walls.
Death flows, from my eyes.
I curse the lord the one behind it all.
Blood, gore and pain is all I kno-ow now-ow.
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
So, KILL ME,
BURN MY SOUL,
BREAK MY BONES,
AN' EAT MY HEART OUT,
And whi-le you're at it SPIT on my GRAVE why don't you,
PISS on my CORPSE why don't you,
smile at my FUNERAL
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
Streams of light
In the sky
In the earth
In my eyes
Its leaking through
The dam's burst an' my minds comin' out
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
So, KILL ME,
FLAY MY SKIN,
GOUGE MY EYES OUT,
AN FORCE EM' DOWN MY THROAT,
And whi-le you're at it SPIT on my GRAVE why don't you,
PISS on my CORPSE why don't you,
smile at my FUNERAL
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
MADNESS
Im screamin' at a wedding
And sweating in the snow
I'd rather like to die but I've lost the sanity required to make the choice.
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blood of the mind
Fantasya medievally set fantasy I've tried to no include any thing I don't own the Sarthen emperor has left to conquer the eastern land of west and the Narth shall leave to conquer it to without the emperor the Sarthen baron fight for supremacy the reachi...
