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Tragic's Wake
Break The Silence
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Heart crippled he walks on. Steady desert desolation spreads wide from horizon to sky in this place. Knowing his quest even if he doesn’t know why. Feeling a terrible need rising up, blotting the sun, driving him into darkness. The need swallows, consuming reason as he drives forward into this unending waste. He moves unstoppable for he traded his life for the quest. Fear and despair dry up and blow away as frozen ashes from the touch of the wraith’s hand. Joy and excitement shatter and vanish away in the wake of his determination. A determination beyond life, beyond hope, existing just for itself.
Once, in a time before the quest he knew why he started out. To find the last great hope, the heart of one beating for him as his beat for one he did not know. Now after long wandering his heart stumbling, tripping over beats, he has lost his reason. Thoughts race towards a purpose lost. There was once reason, madness rules the kingdom of his mind now. He knows only the quest without searching the motives. He wants the castle of love only to have it. The past, present, future all blur together in a mirage of reality that deceives him into his path.
Sad death sickness, he’s died for his life. Now his life is gone and his goal pointless. Yet he must keep going because one small part of his crumbling spirit knows. Knowing this blessed truth that in the goal life can be reborn into these wandering bones. Without the quest continuing becomes pointless, all becomes lost, and the shattered remains fall into dust.
