The light from the Sun drapes my skin in warmth, Yet the still, cold air is enough to remind me that Monsters hide in the open when they know simple Boys won't walk with ease into empty stone vaults.
Untold were the many years this earth stood witness To none but residual remorse of a vagrant lantern.
The scene above is not the same as in my memory.
I had once stolen a glance to the sky to tell myself That greater good lay atop the tower, but its shape Is nowhere found in outskirts of this human outpost.
The signs of heavenly vestige now muted in shade: Everything that was once blue has been bleached Into the sickly white complex of bereavement.
The color has faded from the grass and trees To leave behind ghostly echoes of a planet That retained relics of a rich history.
I know that I left my body behind when tired eyes First caught glimpse of the infernal glow beyond the doors. In my heart I could hear that red din urging me to turn back, But the muffled cries of tales most tall
Overrode all anxiety could intuit and beckoned Me past the border where most dare not tread.
I'm no wise man who lives by calculated risk, inaction.
I knew that these old beasts were left here abandoned They were conceded to open estates of entombment When the spark which drove their veins was no longer The catalyst needed to guide mammoth teeth into wilderness.
Those carts could not yield their cargo in barrens. These giants were taken here to suffer some long, cruel death While the rain stole their luster and ate at their flesh in waves.
They were left here to die like diseased dogs.
I can feel compromised skin beneath my fingers And this tissue speaks to me of such purposes That no living soul could hazard to ratify.
I don't know if they bolted these beams into The unkempt floor for this specific reason.
No one would toe these lines, I knew that.
Such tight circles leading nowhere but an end Back upon its body in an endless twist of fate.
Such a mentor as my shadow led me to believe That our village was all that was left of once was A miraculous field of blinding lights now silent in The wake of this dead world.
I did not step inside the bodies, as was taught. I saw such truth that day and never went back.
I knew it was still there, a haunting reminder.
I saw its sneering face between the hulking masses. I knew that somewhat human meant nothing But danger in its wicked veneer.
The demon didn't track my steps back home. It stood there in the median and stood aghast That any chosen child could fear him In the presence of irrefutable revelation.
The old creature must have known that It made no sense to track the lost back To where they all gather.
It did no good to eat oneself alive.
The old creature must have known that There was nothing waiting with open arms in
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