Remember me for centuries ( Gargoyles )

part 1

With every inhale i could smell the cold , mud and the complete frigid nature of sin and so it pained .

  It peeved my soul what little I had ! What humanity I concealed in secret , how it hurt that deep extant it stand on my pumping oval of blood and muscle .  that called it self thy heart.

As my fingers release   the last of him. He fall to the black and white tiles of christen , were hundreds of his own lay . in my sin .
marvelled I was to see , foes in crimson but this wouldn't leat  , that gutted me and lay my intestines sepalled on the dust .

  Peeved I marched over the carcasses  and in my blatant wrath I rapped the ancient magical device into shambles disrupting  the bonding sacrament that lead four sides of the black oil and ash   Covent .

  What was made to be a tomb I rooted off to made a topless grove . with this my foes shall fear my very   existence for the  power this grave conceal was old and  magnificent  .

  but such power is  protected ,  capturing my mind .  pulling me deep in a trance I could not brake for my hunger to see gargoyles fall could be the same that end my long life .

  With such display of raw power my chest burnt with anxiety.

   Shuffling threw my  garments I  grasped hold of the medallion around mi neck that bared mystical and ancient ruins sacred to the twilights masses and the vast society of the Covent of  bones and those beyond . in the strength of the greatly powerful temptation   i cooled the magic with a little of his own .
Repeating words of distant times  , foreign to the oldest living  beings locked in their own graves of this castle walls . that reached out at me with withered lams . they warned in hisses

  But such power  it made my  mind toil ,  sacred objects  bound to bring madness worked not the less the , but with thought that it was there  in that tomb marked my celestial man  . but  I  was not to take it !  ... It was not mine as yet . anger and determination strived .

For the mental battle was weight I have felt no greater pain .

The celestial light if the moons peeved down and with it magic that light the tomb of angelic magic so came the gargoyles  of  sa'tom  .

  Smile I did for I have harnessed the power to defeat my enemy and destiny  brings them to me .
Sweet samba .

    Before I could end the sa'tom Menace. he yellowed a deafening call stopping my heart but a little .

    The pain took captive my being as I knew I had retrieved it . it was as painful  as than as my body ached  to leave my foes at his weak .
   
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( this story will now be written in third party )

     In the brightest of celestial light this face turned to white stone and the ruins beneath his skin rose and formed his glooming Wings .
  like a bolt of light he ascent to the skies blinding the descending gargoyles    .

     Landing  to marble periyan eyes looked to the heavens as the stole way gargoyle  disappeared.

    anger such as this he had not felt ,   lost and anguish was the poison poured to his cup . the walls suddenly gleamed with  light for the the engraved ruins of the walls . and one by one the magic spread , sending the fallen ones to the last of their ascend .

    Tires froze at Periyan's eyes . many have fall .

   The sudden quiver of the earth signaled periyan to his mission . with slow and steady motion he walked up the oval tomb stone graffiti  with ancient ruins of the unknown .

With each step is cape pulled behind , stepping to the tomb placement his cheeks hold back a shout as half his face turned to stone .

   " periyan ...? " another called to him " what of the Qur'ikic . " the man cautiously followed  behind but upon site he too grew dumb
 
" if his is true " he could not keep silent
" than all is lost and darkness shall consume us all.  "