An Angel’s Tale

Chestnut hair bedewed white with the snow's mist as her hands unfold and entrance the wintry morass An altar's silver silk adorns her as her eyes of ruby search out the heart of another Her path she walks in dark across the cobblestone pass the thickened bone gates These caverns of cold many paths grow old We travel to the fires that thrive with lustful warmth and desire A mirage left in water setting sun across the sea An icy fountain falling to its lather less I long for sleep to my knees I fall to a myriad of treasure furs Mammoth, mink, zebra skins bring solace still my veins are of ice I saunter for the ghost that haunts my every waking hour A dance through the stone cryptic megaliths Blazing pyre permit demon chattel to drift Wind amid hollowed wood melody for our stanza Thirst the pool sorcerer yearn for your wish Avaria She may ensnare the angelic mirror A ship of sail to announce two you must kindle just one Do not pale with fault mortal or your valor belongs to I A wanton slave for eternity "Who are you?" "I am one of three the temptress of passion. You shall come upon two others one of betrayal the other of flawless flame." I whisper her name across the rustic wooded deck She is near the esoteric so near I stir her spicy fragrance into the dampened night felt air a moonlit night A face then appears worn with age she is now an old woman Her seed travels with the wind a dying tree she has become She than disappears into the sea "Only a fool would clutch at an image in the tempest There is no drifting ship, nor the temptress of love and lore Goddess Avaria is not here only I am Joannuss Temptress of this my domain all that is frozen." "Yes you have stilled thy syrup that melts amid my thoughts And cast me into frost but I have prevailed I leave you now an empty flame Lost in ice and still crying my name."

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

The sun has risen within my thoughts Unveiling a cryptic sky in a distant dry Freed from the shackles of foul I ride with Avaria the mustang holy Red hooves To a far away place where many await The mustang holy Red hooves we ride where many wait This pale and misty plain adrift with plague and sorrow For a tribe drowns in tears they gather around I Why me? I have no ripple of truth for these people The slaying in past my heart bleeds Then an old man named Three Moons grasps me in hug "We once hunted amid the wooded forest for deer and elk And drank from the mighty rivers that fell from the iced spired mountains afar Feasted on mulberries, salmon, honeycomb, and buffalo meat And worshipped on the vast plains for the sun, sky and wind, to bring us good season But now I only pray for Great Spirit to come and present himself as guardian of my people And lead us away from this burial ground for the valley of death she lies beneath us." "We are just a few now the warriors of steel are many Most of our braves are trapped buried between soil and eternity A limbo without a breath A place that saunters without time The mercy of our tribe here as well as in the past is gone with you For just by chance you are not here Your true love the one you call Avaria She is Drift with the Wind my daughter." "Chief of fire and storm a watchful Angel shall lead your people To a tearless garden within the dense redwoods that rises up to the stars As of the spirits that dwell in Purgatory they are time's prisoners yes I am sorry As of you, I and Drift with the Wind we must saunter to an unholy tomb at the world's edge For queens of high birth fill the catacombs and crypts that saturate this cemetery Three Moons can you make sacrosanct this grave of longing We must cross the hallows and announce this tale Yes we must cross the hallows." "Head for this path aloft suppressed domains which bears nebulous arch enshrine all that remains Gentle wind a storm winter's depth bring forth fruits and herbs of magical breath For to taste the air of which is swept The gates shall then open in depraved somber shade and outcast this profane saddened shame." We cross the groves while winds frolic solemn Brook of the goddess that gave me life it speaks only in sadness "Trinity my wellspring I am here your son Moonrenious I brought a gift, a blessing mass for eternal rest." "Whispers from the past they speak patience has prevailed my son You were taken from me at birth now I feel you one last time Endless slumber has announced itself You're an orphan drifter nevermore." It's a celebration I was fragile in my conceptions Confusion remained all deceptions Now my origin fairs in warmth illusion The forest of tenderness it awaits me Yes it does The bask of Asushous it embraces me "Avaria the forest halls exude their secrets." "But what of my father?" "Red hooves can take him beyond the black Where your tribe the Noruh is sheltered and bathe in fruition." "Moorenious for days we have traveled We have journeyed through desert, forests, plain and ice We must rest If we do not the gods will grow angry, and demand a sacrifice be offered, one of great hunt we must rest." "We will rest and I will hunt at the snow's edge And beneath the fountain head of the forest we will take up blade and bow and make offer Jasmine, quill of porcupine, and golden shells from the deep seas of Megalon A carcass of bison game so puissant that even the gods cannot refuse its symbol of strength." "Moorenious I've never seen a forest such as this." "Nor have I." "The canopy wield bustling birds of all breed Look that one's teeth of daggers and its wings the color of a wintry sunset, purple sunset, frigid sunset, chilling sunset The water in this land runs an infant pink And the sky strikes one as greenery in springtime Blue trees reach up to stars as guardian eyes for this ethereal quarter."

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

The sun has risen within my thoughts Unveiling a cryptic sky in a distant dry Freed from the shackles of foul I ride with Avaria the mustang holy Red hooves To a far away place where many await The mustang holy Red hooves we ride where many wait This pale and misty plain adrift with plague and sorrow For a tribe drowns in tears they gather around I Why me? I have no ripple of truth for these people The slaying in past my heart bleeds Then an old man named Three Moons grasps me in hug "We once hunted amid the wooded forest for deer and elk And drank from the mighty rivers that fell from the iced spired mountains afar Feasted on mulberries, salmon, honeycomb, and buffalo meat And worshipped on the vast plains for the sun, sky and wind, to bring us good season But now I only pray for Great Spirit to come and present himself as guardian of my people And lead us away from this burial ground for the valley of death she lies beneath us." "We are just a few now the warriors of steel are many Most of our braves are trapped buried between soil and eternity A limbo without a breath A place that saunters without time The mercy of our tribe here as well as in the past is gone with you For just by chance you are not here Your true love the one you call Avaria She is Drift with the Wind my daughter." "Chief of fire and storm a watchful Angel shall lead your people To a tearless garden within the dense redwoods that rises up to the stars As of the spirits that dwell in Purgatory they are time's prisoners yes I am sorry As of you, I and Drift with the Wind we must saunter to an unholy tomb at the world's edge For queens of high birth fill the catacombs and crypts that saturate this cemetery Three Moons can you make sacrosanct this grave of longing We must cross the hallows and announce this tale Yes we must cross the hallows." "Head for this path aloft suppressed domains which bears nebulous arch enshrine all that remains Gentle wind a storm winter's depth bring forth fruits and herbs of magical breath For to taste the air of which is swept The gates shall then open in depraved somber shade and outcast this profane saddened shame." We cross the groves while winds frolic solemn Brook of the goddess that gave me life it speaks only in sadness "Trinity my wellspring I am here your son Moonrenious I brought a gift, a blessing mass for eternal rest." "Whispers from the past they speak patience has prevailed my son You were taken from me at birth now I feel you one last time Endless slumber has announced itself You're an orphan drifter nevermore." It's a celebration I was fragile in my conceptions Confusion remained all deceptions Now my origin fairs in warmth illusion The forest of tenderness it awaits me Yes it does The bask of Asushous it embraces me "Avaria the forest halls exude their secrets." "But what of my father?" "Red hooves can take him beyond the black Where your tribe the Noruh is sheltered and bathe in fruition." "Moorenious for days we have traveled We have journeyed through desert, forests, plain and ice We must rest If we do not the gods will grow angry, and demand a sacrifice be offered, one of great hunt we must rest." "We will rest and I will hunt at the snow's edge And beneath the fountain head of the forest we will take up blade and bow and make offer Jasmine, quill of porcupine, and golden shells from the deep seas of Megalon A carcass of bison game so puissant that even the gods cannot refuse its symbol of strength." "Moorenious I've never seen a forest such as this." "Nor have I." "The canopy wield bustling birds of all breed Look that one's teeth of daggers and its wings the color of a wintry sunset, purple sunset, frigid sunset, chilling sunset The water in this land runs an infant pink And the sky strikes one as greenery in springtime Blue trees reach up to stars as guardian eyes for this ethereal quarter."

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026

From deep slumber I awoke to sense unknowing A fairest orchid of summer she's calling me from my rest I arose to the pain, blinded by light so unreal She's there--Brittany Goddess of Light, won't you answer my cries? Reality's focus eludes me so I chose to live Live in my fantasy's realm Witch chants and crystal I call your name This my final hour before I am laid to rest To my side came light of divinity For shadows of fear engulf my last hours of life To drink the conscience and consume thy mind Black priests of hell will scorch my very soul I pray for your shield to protect my soul I cry for you A lonely heart fantasies never thought this was real I've meddled with magic for far too long darkness beckons me now Are you a true light or a legend of Longings Past? Solitude is my only refuge this night As howling winds outside scream out my fate A burning candle of hope a script that is etched in clay To wrap in pure silk please take my soul to peace Shine on those you're upon steed of fire Brittany Let children shall know the words that I read are better left unsaid For games they shall play will be ruled by innocence Let them not open the book of black withered with age For goddess of hope exists only within thy mind This my last Somme my cry from the depths of despair One last tear I will shed before I am laid to rest I've opened the gateway to madness dark specters are calling my name Goddess of dream you have forsaken me in my hour of need

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026