Anthology IV: The Tragedy of Nerak
Πρόλογος / Prologos 1382. Famished peoples, decimated armies, all in rains... Even the air... Nearly impossible to breathe! But the suffocation of Akphaezya imposed a lull period, allowing Shogun Happosai to sign a trace with the new ayzeahpkan sheikh, Nasreddin. With the spring, new aspirations sprouted... One flourished in an unlikely liaison between a human young man and an ayzeahpka girl!
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Act I: Spring (Place: The plain) Scene I: A slow vertigo... (Characters: Nimim / Sor-Dna) (Nimim: ) Akphaezya Your air rotten by blood With the flavor Of our love Is a nauseating blend! (Sor: ) See only a peaceful dove, (my dear, ) My heart beats the deepest mixing of blood... And love... (Nimim: ) All I can hear is the shame that shall Mean your name if you would ask for my hand This must end! (Sor: ) No shame but pride without the need to hide (Nimim: ) No need to hide with no one on our side? (Sor: ) They only need someone to believe in.. (Nimim: ) Khym was the guide! (Sor: ) Become my bride, I love you Nimim (Nimim: ) Could this twilight bring its taste of death To the deep night I've so often embraced.. (Sor: ) Could a new dawn touch this dead lands And hold our hope drown under a burning sand! (Both: ) A slow vertigo, just the echo of tomorrow... (Nimim: ) I fall from your arms I fall even though you hold me... ... The strongest you can I fell without you... I fall! Swear that won't happen! (Sor: ) Across my heart, the hope to dive To save you from the void is... An honor Π1 strive to avoid! (Nimim: ) The empty world of easy words Is nothing but a crown that punishes the wise... And where fools arise! (Nimim: ) Our passion will lead to apocalypse! (Sor: ) That's not what says your skin under my lips... (Nimim: ) But what could follow should wait... The Nuptiae! (Sor: ) So, you've replied? (Nimim: ) I'll be your bride, I love you Sor-dna Could this twilight bring its taste of death To the deep night I've so often embraced... (Sor: ) Could a new dawn touch this dead lands And hold our hope drown under a burning sand! (Both: )A slow vertigo, just the echo of tomorrow... (Both: ) A slow vertigo, just the echo of tomorrow... If we fall, it will be from the highest! The sun sets over the wound Healed by the duet with the moon (Sor: ) Follow me in this astral dance... (Nimim: ) But remember that this ballet means: Temperance! (they kiss & Sor-Dna leaves)
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 18, 2026
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Scene I, Act II: Summer Dad, I've chosen My own life Mom, I've chosen A pretty wife Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος Ζήτω η νεόνυμφοςΖήτω η νεόνυμφος, Γεια μας Thanks to the gods, our love is here In despite of the difference Who knows the clouds of constant fear Tell me, who does? Tell me, who does? Tell me Pray for the rain to wash ignorance Utopia Utopia Yes mom, be proud Of your son But dad, you're sad? What have I done? Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος, Γεια μας Thanks to the gods, our love is here In despite of the difference Who knows the clouds of constant fear Tell me, who does? Tell me, who does? Tell me Pray for the rain to wash ignorance Utopia Utopia I'll never accept it I'll never accept her I'll never accept it I'll never accept it I'll never accept it Smelling her destroys my honor No, smelling her destroys my honor Never, smelling her destroys my honor I said no, smelling her destroys my honor I won't accept her, smelling her destroys my honor No, I never, I said no I won't accept her I don't want it I don't want her Blind makes the veil Of honor That weaves the jail Of the other Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος Ζήτω η νεόνυμφος, Γεια μας Thanks to the gods, our love is here (Pa-pa, pa-pa, pa-pa-pa) In despite of the difference Who knows the clouds of constant fear Tell me, who does? Tell me, who does? Tell me Pray for the rain to wash ignorance Oh, whoa-whoa Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia Utopia
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 18, 2026
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Επίλογος (Epilogos) After that, the atmosphere became so oppressive that each move was a struggle not to kneel... Those who touched the ground understood Akphaezya was dying. Sick of too much wars, conflicts, riots, rebellions... On the 12th cycle of 1382, the last march was a silent and peaceful procession of Ayzeahpkas, followed by some other ethnic groups, all bereaving the loss of Nimim Ninnom, executed with no judgement by the Apologists. Just after that, H. Nafets took the baby, opened a way through time and simply step back to 1215, when all began. The omen king suggested the baby to Tyro and asked: "Would the nature divinities need a providential bud? Would they differently breed this special shrub? " Tyro grabbed the boy and retorted: "In this time of bleak mist and muddy crisis, To raise a tree of salvation, A beastly cherub rimes with mystic chrysalis A praise to free from starvation" The omen king left one face shading a tear, peered by the grin of his other one...
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025