Post by Deleted on May 23, 2018 20:14:37 GMT
No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
I ask the Earth, have not the mountains felt?
I ask yon Heaven, the all-beholding Sun,
Has it not seen? The Sea, in storm or calm,
Heaven's ever-changing Shadow, spread below,
Have its deaf waves not heard my agony?
Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever!
The pain of loss is but fleeting, however the Poetic punisher, the Jack of knave, The Prince of Pranks.
All these things mean nothing when looks at the world without the mask, unseen and unknown, smiling through teeth that itch at the unfairness of it all, the handsome boy, a very strange enchanted boy.
I ask the Earth, have not the mountains felt?
I ask yon Heaven, the all-beholding Sun,
Has it not seen? The Sea, in storm or calm,
Heaven's ever-changing Shadow, spread below,
Have its deaf waves not heard my agony?
Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever!
The pain of loss is but fleeting, however the Poetic punisher, the Jack of knave, The Prince of Pranks.
All these things mean nothing when looks at the world without the mask, unseen and unknown, smiling through teeth that itch at the unfairness of it all, the handsome boy, a very strange enchanted boy.
Brown eyes stared at a face that wasn’t welcome to the world, familiar lines and black hair.
The end game was in sight with Cross, one way or another he would be ready.
He looked down at shaky hands and clenched his fist it’s bother looking over at the knife and then up at the mirror as he started to shave , the touch of the processed iron burning at his flesh as he removed the growing hairs.
A vision of the Hedge, thorns and vines pulling at him, ripping, tearing screams, endless screams the shout of guards the call of hounds the wyld hunt.
He stopped shaving as he grabbed the mask and dropped the blade, heading out into the darkness of the parking lot as he laid eyes on his pursuer.
It was beautiful and cruel beyond measure , weeping even as it stalked left and right and the mask was slowly popped back over his face it spoke with a voice that hit a pitch only some could hear.
I’m sorry, they made me find you.
Redcap nodded sadly even as he casually shrugged and spoke to the figure.
“I knew you’d come, but it’s alright, you may see me …but where is your sight?”
It was a simple spell, but quite unbreakable as the figure suddenly seized at its eyes as they turned to black and it fell over lashing out silvery threads in the air, The Redcap turned easily to one side and raised a hand hop himself up into the blind spot of a passing Truck stood on a step as the darkness hid him and the speed of modern man carried him away.
He hated having to spring such a trap, but the Sidhe would chase him to the ends of the earth.
But, their cheifest of hunting hounds was now blind and weeping in a Nevada Parking Lot.
Not a bad night’s work really.
We are the darkness, but we’re leaving
We are the gods that are deceiving
We are the painters of blind-faith
We are the children of your rivals
Holding guns while reading Bibles
Go ahead and seal your fate
Straight out the gate
There is no IWF production truck, no This time we’re within the confines of the Sam Boyd Stadium, looking down at the field that will host Nigh of the Immortals and the preparation going on the camera turning to view the mask of the redcap and the lights below reflected off that metallic mystery, that voice oozing out quite even as he’s barley lit by stadium lights.
We are the gods that are deceiving
We are the painters of blind-faith
We are the children of your rivals
Holding guns while reading Bibles
Go ahead and seal your fate
Straight out the gate
There is no IWF production truck, no This time we’re within the confines of the Sam Boyd Stadium, looking down at the field that will host Nigh of the Immortals and the preparation going on the camera turning to view the mask of the redcap and the lights below reflected off that metallic mystery, that voice oozing out quite even as he’s barley lit by stadium lights.
“Sweet Prometheus, who calls me by the Rook.”
He cocks his head to one side and chuckles.
“I still trouble all the trees with cries, That know, and cannot put away, The yearning to the soul that flies, From day to night, from night to day. You thnk you are ready, you think you are prepared, Xavier cross the deck has 52 cards and two jokers and you seek to be the one.”
Pregnant pause as he looks back down to the glimmering lights again.
“The one to claim the age of gods to bring the fire, but to that we must first settle the debt of honour, many have asked what I seek to achieve, why challenge you? Who seem so noble? You say the world is not ready to accept me? You say the IWF is not ready to see me?”
A pause an another chuckle head shaking.
“Sweet Prometheus, you speak the words of gods, yet claim to act against them. I am already accepted, I am already ready, all that remains is to show you just how far I’ve actually come. I don’t dislike you Prometheus, I don’t wish you ill will, all I am …Is you I am your sins reborn and given might I am your mirror, I am everything you wish you were, I am the youth that Time stole away!”
He stands and forms a mock crucifixion pose.
Pregnant pause as he looks back down to the glimmering lights again.
“The one to claim the age of gods to bring the fire, but to that we must first settle the debt of honour, many have asked what I seek to achieve, why challenge you? Who seem so noble? You say the world is not ready to accept me? You say the IWF is not ready to see me?”
A pause an another chuckle head shaking.
“Sweet Prometheus, you speak the words of gods, yet claim to act against them. I am already accepted, I am already ready, all that remains is to show you just how far I’ve actually come. I don’t dislike you Prometheus, I don’t wish you ill will, all I am …Is you I am your sins reborn and given might I am your mirror, I am everything you wish you were, I am the youth that Time stole away!”
He stands and forms a mock crucifixion pose.
“I am the one that hangs from the cross, I am the one that heads a council, You don’t like me Prometehus because you see yourself, and I have already beaten your greatest mistakes, our battle is not one of ideology, it is not one of Experience versus youth this is simply put a matter of respect.”
A smirk.
“Because despite your lies Prometheus, you are still a selfish man. Respecting only one and I will teach you the meaning of respect, Prometheus, and once you have learned your lesson? When your liver has been plucked the once and your sins are there stood above you for all to see. When you have finally learned to let go?”
The head raises to fix on the camera as the arms drop suddenly.
“Then the geas is broken, Promethus, and you will be ready, to face not only gods but your own failing s undeterred and you will Prometheus, will you face your destiny Prometheus? Or will you wither and fade?”
Redcap seems to lung forwards into the light and hands grab the camera again.
“Come dance and sway with the Jack of Knaves down the silver path Prometheus and you will find your night Immortal. Defeat will be your final lesson and then, then you will be ready to face the fury of Olympus for I will have freed you by carving free your sins with a Snicker snack!.”
The Redcap pushes of the camera and playfully staggers back standing atop the bleachers with arms held wide.
“Merry Meet and merry part and Merry meet again Prometheus may our meeting mean much to all. But Most of all to me!”
And then after dramatic pause Redcap seems to fall backwards of the bleachers… but when the camera looks to follow:
Nothing is there.
Well howdy there pardner.