The Quartet for the Dusk of ManThis is for those who wish to see the full version of the "poem" that I quoted a verse of in the last journal entry.
"Four Gods wait on the windowsill
Where once eight Gods did war and will
And if the Gods themselves may die
What does that say for you and I?
Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule
When two Gods wait on the windowsill
The wick of the world is burning, still
But when one God in triumph shouts
The candle of the world goes out
And when that candle, bare and white
Sheds at last its dancing light
Then we will rouse, with raiséd rod
To pierce the very house of God"
--The Quartet for the Dusk of Man
There are four gods that you *Kill* throughout the series.
I put kill in *'s because.... Let me put it this way:
three mortal men, Tycho, gabe, and you, without any holy artifacts,
Consumed By DarknessConsumed By Darkness2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That adrenaline rush, the one that takes over your entire being, I can feel it coursing through my veins. It burns in both a hurtful and pleasurable way. It's only pleasurable because I know how powerful I am at this very moment. It hurts because it feels like if I wasn't in possession of such power, I'd be on my knees screaming out for help, to make this god awful pain stop this very instant.
I have to kill Jack Noir. This is my second chance at doing this. My mother didn't deserve to die for his own personal amusement. I keep hearing Kanaya's words echo in my head. "Rose Please Don't Do This. Don't Do This Rose. If I Have To I Will Stop You Myself. I Refuse To Lose You. I Know You Are Upset, But You Can't Do This All By Yourself." That was a conversation from last week. This morning I woke up, stepped out of bed quietly without waking her up, and unfortunately when she awakens I will no longer be by her side. I just have to do this. I have to kill Jack. He took something very preciou