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| The Garden of Three Respects; For Mirat's sake. | |
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| Avilan of the Winds | May 28 2007, 12:42 PM Post #1 |
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~--------------------------------~ Part I: The First Respect ~-----------------------------------~ (There is a time when you've got to see the truth, And I'll tell you that this is my time, when I saw.) Just how many times do I have them Telling me off for something that I said? It was when I said of my brother, "You're so ugly, you've got even beggars giving you money for a makeover!" Ah, he shoved me out of the house we both lived in, Breaking my fun, the little dolt! His face should be smited with a bolt! Of course, I had naught to think but of the lovely maidens Walking on the winds like they were goddesses, And so I ran down the paths, past the cows and the chicken farm near, I laughed at the newcomers that always have a tear. Broke through the gates guarding the grain, For they were high and perfect from the rain. I'm so lucky I get the chance To have them all to myself They don't worry a tad about what I'm thinking, They never defied my authority neither my charm, Today, they would dance for me without harm, Bringing their grace like birds of the sky, Their beauty is something I hope never dies. Through the grain and over the hill beyond, Past the river and in the house so fond, In the garden today they waited for me To sing of days in harmony before my time was ever nigh Another language spoken, their voices so high. I strolled into the cottage that was so fine And I called the fat servant who resides in this house He's an ogre in disguise and he does not want for them, Or he faces my wrath, and that's a crimson gem. "Bring the wine and the bread, servant! Open the doors that lead me there!" He nodded like a little gnome scared of humans, Darted off, before long he returned. I grab the cup and sip the wine, Ponder over the bread and say to him, "Servant, this wine is sufficient, But I can't eat this bread. I've got no time for you! Meet me in the garden before the maidens start." There is not much better in this world Than to see the maples shine with their roses, The yews and their graceful wavy shapes, And even my prized pure white magic tree, I hear this plant was from the gods' gardens long ago... Humming the tune from my mother's lullaby back in my childhood, The sun bursts and lights up all in sight, And I swagger over to the seat that's rightfully mine, The sapphires and emeralds and rubies and diamonds Lining the sides, white leather cushion to die for, I bet someone did die for my throne, But who cares? That's not my problem. "It is my time, are you here?" I called to them, But instead to my horror, the ogre comes out With a fresh loaf of bread on a silver platter, And he stutters, the almost worthless slob, "S-Sire? Your b-bread awaits you, s-sire..." "I don't want to see your hideous face, wretch! Leave me be and put the food in my lap, Then lock yourself in the closet until the maidens With their precious pity, come to your rescue." "Y-Yes sire!" He shuffled off into the house and next were their songs, I thirst for the day that I shall find which one of the ladies Is most sufficient to my worth, Like a diamond for a golden ring, I watch them step out from the pristine leaves of the evergreens With their perfect gowns made from the finest silk Colored to beat the salmon's natural color Tailored to erode the hands of the tailor Worn in such elegance that it takes my breath away every single time. I waited in silence as they prepared, Half a minute later came the first note from the first maiden, The pure sound complimenting her flawless pale skin, Her auburn hair outshining the sun As the second singer came in with a lower note, It was missing the third, balanced note, Until she sang the note That united all three of their harmonic voices together And I marveled at it, but there was more to come... "You say you are born in perfection, But your soul is in the darkest section, And today we must save your neck, You will learn the Three Respects, Do not fear for your heart, Do not worry about your start, Come with us, come..." What's this all about? They're not supposed to be singing of this, But what-- I can't move! I feel my body floating in the air, and the first maiden With her hair floating in grace, I stare into her soft sepia eyes, that sweet pity Now directed at my own soul, I don't get it, weren't we all such good friends? The world transforms and realigns, Gold to brown and rose to gray are powerful signs! I watch the garden become a wasted life, The trees are scorched with hellfire's strife, The dirtied steel of a small bloody knife Rests upon the ground, see who thrives! There's two beings upon the ground, One is stunning though nowhere near the maidens, And the other is awfully ugly, worse than my servant On a bad day in the middle of winter, "Why am I here?! Why am I here?! Answer me!" "Be patient, we will sing your tale This is you in a life of hail Your female self is just as cruel, Thinking beauty is an essential tool, Bleeding bodies don't show lovely souls, And ravishing bodies never reveal hearts that are cold. You see, you had taken the grace Of the unpretty one who'd saved your race. Now this is where your woman dies, Watch it below as she screams her goodbyes." I tried to understand their insane words, Although I think I knew what they were meaning Seeing as my past life was living a scene now demeaning The tribes marched out in rows of seven, Their shouts of war meant she wasn't for heaven, By the gods, oh, this is so gruesome! The number of spears in her back numbered eleven. "The First Respect says only this, For you don't know anything of the soul. No matter the look, no matter the face, You shan't harm the lives of the true living race." ~--------------------------------~ Part II: The Second Respect ~-----------------------------------~ "What? But if that was true, Why am I not dead right now? The apparent transgressions I've committed Would obviously amount to death!" I watched the second maiden float forward, Her blonde hair was the only difference Between her and her sisters, And she had the lowest voice of them all But it still could captivate me in ways unspoken... "It is only by luck that you've managed to survive, Now you must learn the slightly deeper vibes..." Was that all she had to say? It wouldn't matter, for the death burned away, Hot screaming and fresh blood out of the day, Replaced by another burning feeling, I felt the horses' hooves upon my chest, Like coals burned only but a second ago Falling through me and making me cry out in pain It left me without my sight and a noticeable stain. The dust and sands made up the newest scene, On the city's streets the bricks were uneven And the houses slightly shabby, but a warm feeling It flew unto my heart like of the doves That loved to hover around the maidens, What was this strange feeling? Did I have hate for the scene with its slightly pink skies, Or was it something else that was trying to kill me? "Watch the windows of the two-story houses, Maybe it's another one of your past's louses." Through the slight screen of dust I saw A young girl, with innocence in her brown face, She looked out from the window to find The boy she had always found so kind. He was walking along the brick streets, I admired his crimson cape and his royal blue trousers, And I noticed he looked up to find the girl Gazing at him lovingly, and I couldn't believe The words that spurted forth from me, "Aw, how sweet, like Romeo and Juliet!" And the boy ran his fingers through his average hair, Grinned at the girl for one short second, and then moved on To whatever he had in store for the dawn... "See, you have more grace Than before in the days of space, Where you were truely mad, Now watch this scene that is quite sad..." The clockwork turned and the sun was hyper, Running up and down the skies repeatedly Like the speed of the bite of a viper, Until it came to rest that the full moon baiting, Dawned now in the air which showed her waiting. He shouted to the window where she listened so eagerly, "I tell you that you're lovely! Do I give regret to these statements of mine?" And then she sighed with love for what seemed To be me in a past life on this planet, I must have been quite stunning to make a girl Nearly faint at the very sight of my face unfurled! "You'll never let me go, will you, my love? Show me a sign, that I may keep it close to my heart!" And then the young man, did I see this right? He laughed a smite, smiled at her, and then walked off In a huff so swift I imagined his schedule was tight. Just as he disappeared past the street's end, The girl watched the night stars twinkle and shine, Was she thinking marriage came next in line? "Are you done yet?" I cried out to the maidens, Surely there was more than this! The First Respect had a brutal death to find, Is this all I had to know of my own kind?? "Patience is a virtue that you do not have, The end is near and you must try not to laugh." So again the sun ran around the horizon, Until it came to another sunset, the same as the first, What could there be now, just mundane events? As always, she waited at the height of the house, "I must ask a favor of you before you go! Won't you stay with me so I don't feel low?" Coming from him, he swooped up her door, Then I saw them both in the rose of the room, One minute they were kissing in my sight at the edge of the window, The next I saw him push her away 'til she nearly fell out. "The Second Respect dictates this! Bringing slaps to the heart Is not to be combined with slaps to the face." ~-------------------------------~ Part III: The Third Respect *----------------------------------* It seems that what I've done in the past Doesn't seem to amount to all that's lovely, Something's wrong, something's not right... But now the final maiden comes forward with Black hair both bright and dark at the same time A marvelous, yet scary combination of luster! She waved her hand in front of me, and we all Became waves that compressed and compressed 'Til we were flatter than a see-through dress, I can't manage to breathe! ...Can't... Can't... Move... Before... We snap... Like mere... twigs... We... Come back... To... The garden? It was her, and only her, that black maiden... Chills, the chills of the north, they ran down my spine Foreboding a dark deed in the near future.. In black gowns she was clothed, with winds Making it wavy in the eerieness of the moment, Was I going to die here, was I going to be tortured? My thoughts, they were silenced! By the shout and decree of her lovely voice turned gray. "See the violet skies that you've made? Watch your world recieve what it should be paid! Stand back, one who was born of light! You can't survive the darkest fight..." My garden, oh, my precious garden! The skies spat lightning upon the trees and stomped thunder So loud that it shattered the house into bits, Howling winds trying to scream out the plants from their roots, While my ears were sentenced to the fury of nature Turned black and destined for me and me alone! It shattered, they split apart all at once! The earth's blood spewed high as my land crumbled to dust The light from it being corrupted by the very air, Darkness, indeed... I could feel the hellfire crawl upon my heart Like an assassin's blade shot up my chest My mouth was gone and my heart was a-flame, While the hot blood engulfed it all, It can't be happening, I cannot die! It is only a dream, this is not my goodbye! It must be as I say!!! White fire seeped into my eyes, Their burns unlike any spell a mage could cast! If I had a mouth to scream or a heart to yearn, I'd shatter the masses with the pain of the burns! She came upon me close, only a foot from my sight, Her eyes, like iron rods shooting through whatever Was left of me, melted flesh upon melted ground Is there any way that I'm still alive? To feel her presence and see her spears See through me like I was a terrible scammer, Oh, those hazel irises, they called out to me In so many ways that I could not possibly say In all the words that could ever exist! "It is not done, soul of the night! When you dwell in this life, you bring much fright! Now it all must come full circle like you said, Hope is as far as a lost traveler and his bed..." Don't tell me this is only the beginning! If I still live to wish away the hurt, Surely this is enough to cure my vanity! But I felt nothing and then what I saw Was all of my past'* crew of human beings That had known me for being such a bitter man And they stood on the line in the white Of the sky, white being the background The white infecting all that was there, Nothing but white and they who had known me... So many that stood upon the line, As if they were going to be judged in the final day When Saradomin would deal to them what each deserved Would I be judged by so many people? Has my reckoning day come eariler than I'd ever expected? All in unison, they walked towards me, By now I'd just seen my body, my clothes from before, I was back, but now they came to show Whatever they had to do, whatever was destiny's will-- "And it is you who we have feared-- You who have shattered our hearts time and time again! How the gods have not punished you to the hottest flame Is beyond reason and logic itself!" Their voices, they spoke all the truth! Pain, the pain of a million hearts, It was mine to bear in the longest moment of eternity... I recalled the memory of Mother-- The day I cursed her down to Zamorak Called her what I cannot write down here The nights of all the women that will always hate Locked doors, lies, and all the men in the world Brother's jealousy and his innocence lost, Father's disappointment when I overtook his fortune, All the nameless that stood to judge And their pain was mine, everyone had a way Of returning what I had sown, seeds that burrowed Themselves deep in my heart, torn it apart Twisted so rotten, that it made me a favorite To live in darkness forever... Their wonderance spiked me high into the white ceiling, I shouted as I flew higher and higher, Voices, voices, voices, So many accusing voices, so many painful truths, I cannot scream loudly enough... All the water in the world was a mere drop Compared to the tears that I shed in the white Breaking dawn, bringing me into the slightest Ray of light that finally awakened my heart, So then I stopped so quick and she faced me again, I shared all her tears, I finally saw what was wrong! But their pain was unbearable, and I just had to ask of her, "Release me, fair maiden, You have broken my heart in so many ways Indescribable to our human minds But I plead, I beg, I implore of you, Please let me free once more, Let the light find a new home in my heart! I can never release all of the burning sorrow, That I have set upon myself in this pitiful life Until you break the seal set upon this heart, Set me free to the world of light!" And their voices crested ever higher, They wanted to destroy me and all that I had, But with a simple wave of her hand, Just as I felt myself breaking apart into nothing They stopped as powerfully as they had started, The white light was beautiful, and she flew in to kiss me, Her lips more tender than silk, She got so close that she became air and blended within, We were two airy souls in heaven... And indeed I will always remember those sacred moments Sometimes, I wish I was there once more To have a taste of heaven again, And that's what I have always thought of Whene'er a dark thorn be in my side, Still, I remember what had happened next: The white light would've blinded any mortal's eyes But I was immortal for a moment in time And it came to be that the light dimmed To show the garden, still pristine and lovely As it had been left, and she seperated from my body, She came to be with her sisters once more, They nodded to each other and then to me, Finally, they sang to me a final hymn... "You are now one of the redeemed, You are now no longer what you seem Tell all that you have harmed in your dark days That you are completely new, your rage at bay Forgiveness and generosity are your new best friends And add to the celebration some of Saradomin's grace But if they do not believe you, do not say a word, Wink at them once, bow to them twice, Wave to the non-believers thrice Just show them you're someone else And that's all they'll ever need to know, The rest always works itself out..." As if I'd known the rest of the song, It was my destiny to join them now, So I responded, my voice lovely and full of light... "Salvation is sweeter than the best fruits of the land, I cannot thank you enough for what you've done to me, Broken my heart of stone, and given me one anew, Lighter than a feather and warmer than a stew, So shall your words be fulfilled And so shall my life never be the same from what it once was." Of course, what happens next is of little importance, Unless you count hugging the humble servant that I set free Telling him he had so much potential, Giving him 10,000 golden coins to start a new life And setting off on a golden journey, My journey that has continued to this very day, I know I'm not perfect, and that I never will be, That is, for dreams unknown may always come true. ~ The End ~ |
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