| Berig | Created on Monday, 27 February 2006 13:43 |
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~~-The night was windy, Rain pouring down upon the house. You could hear the water hit the ground outside like a stream, Ravens Crowing around the house; Very unusual for a night like this. Yes, yes, very unusual indeed. ~~-Wolves drenched with water, Howling under this full moon. There fangs showing as the growl;Snarl; And fight amongst themselves. Roaming around this house, Circling it, watching closely. ~~~-Shadows Flurrying amonst under the trees, Upon the walls of the outside of the house. Shreeks expounding themselves out from the twilight above. Inside this house lay a dead baby, Abandoned by his parents. An aura filling the room, Static, Electricity; From outside, A figure dressed in a robe of Black and yellow, Eyes shining with a fluorescent light from inside walks up to the house. The wolves scurry, The ravens fly away above circling. Watching. Observing..... This figure hold out her hand, And the doors fly open, She walks inside and lays a hand on the child. All the sudden breath comes inside the childs chest, A cry shrieks out from this child. (( The shaman mumbles)) ~~^&Forak Shal VenDa&^~~ *-~Mor-in-De-Salev-Revenatio.......Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Va*-* (( Gleaming into the eyes of the child with the hand upon his for-head)) Yes my child, There is a destiny, A Fate, A way for you... Perhaps 1 day you will learn of me.....The ways of old....... ~~^&Forak Shal VenDa&^~~ *-~Mor-in-De-Salev-Revenatio.......Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Va*-* Laying in my crib at night, At the age of 6 months old. The chant still rings through my ears....... Forsak Shal VenDa, Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio- Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Va~ As years pass by, The chant haunts my dreams, A voice whispers these words into my ears, Letters appear on the ground saying these things....... What Does this mean? Who am i? Where am i going? Forsak Shal Venda, What is my Destiny? Who shall i become? What will i do? Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio- What is Fate? What is Choice? What is Power..... Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Ya~ One chilled night, The stars dancing in the twilight. Yes.... There was Snow...... chilled to the bones wearing nothing but my robe staring amongst the stars...... The end of my fingers feeling frosbitten, My lips turning purple as i mumbled the words.... Forsak Shal Venda.......Forsak Shal Venda....... Forsak Shal Venda........ A whisper rang in my ears... You are Chosen... You are Tetra, One whom will carry the ways of the Old....... You will walk the path of a shaman. Another day passed by, Another Sunrise, Another Sunset. Looking down upon my hand a gold acorn Lay there. I shall go and offer a offering unto Ju Jak! as i approach the shrine i hear another part of my chant... Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio-.... It repeats itself...... Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio-......... Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio-....... Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio-...... I lay the offering upon the alter, Immediately it disappears and smoke arises, A dragon of fire appears ahead of me in the air. So Beautiful yet deadly..... So Harmless yet so powerful...... So beautiful..... Yet so Horrifying...... A Voice Thunders from its mouth as if Thunder itself was talking. YOU! Shall become a Shaman..... YOU! Shall walk the path of chaos and Obscurity..... YOU! Will be a Spiritual Leader, A guide, A teacher of the ways of Old.... Another day passes by, Another Sunrise, Another Sunset. Walking through the Islets, The sun shining down. The warmth upon my face pleases me, The looks of squirrels scurrying about. Gathering Acorns. Yet there was a feeling if Virtue, A feeling of Divine, A feeling of Fate weighing heavy upon my Soul. I approach the Valley of Mudang. As i walk to the enterance, I hear the sound of a chant... Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Ya~...... Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Ya~.......... Ne-Endo-Unde FEAR Strikes my heart. As i a lady dressed in Black and yellow.... Eyes beaming with Flurocent light looks right through me. TETRA! Your Fate is the Absolute of Free Will. Choose wisely... The Ways of Old....... TETRA! Your choice is a product of your heart.... it shall affect many. Cursed is the one whom dishonors you. TETRA! Power shall flow through your veins, The spirits i have sent amongst you shall be your slaves. With power comes Much responsibility use it wisely. -Somewhere Deep in the wilderness- Sitting in the middle of an open field, My legs Crossed, My face white as wool...... A chant flows from my tongue....... Forsak Shal VenDa, Mor-In-De-Salev-Revenatio- Ne-Endo-Undela-Mor-Va~ Meditiation comes, Then a trance, Power surging through my body..... What shall Fate bring to me this day.... Tetra- |
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