lunes, 30 de marzo de 2009

Refuse and Resist | Chapter XV

Has been a long journey since I decided to retreat, when I walk away from that place with the remaining flesh beneath my claws to survive to the long winter ahead, I left that kingdom for one only reason, the new order who arrives with the self called King without a owned crown

In my quest to find another place to be what I am I meet up with someone who feeds me and takes care from me, someone how was lost like me, she was running away like me, but she follow my tracks without questions, without knowing where I go, maybe that’s why she still right by my side, waiting…just like I do

Suddenly, someone comes to me to tell me what I think I was waiting to heard; he couldn’t survive, he died on the battlefield the night before I walk, even though the Queen denies to let them go and fall sleep every night with his ashes on his arms, I still can see a few tears falling from his eyes

I feel like I’m waiting for a command, maybe to retreat or attack with the regrets and the complains of that decisions, I’m tied, contained, ruled by the restrictions while the kingdom is rebuild, pushed by the memories that remains, I still seeing the last letters of that name hanging from his lips tainted with someone else’s blood

Patient it’s not one of my better virtues, I know I can wait for anything but not for her, I must be quiet and serene, she will let them rest some day; however I survive with the few drops of life that she gives me from his lips, I drink of his soul every time that she consider appropriately

I’m back commanding the legions trough the shadows, running blind with the heart on one hand and the hope in the other, waiting for a better tomorrow, waiting for the full moon, someday the howls will be heard high and loud again, someday the gates will back to be opened, someday will conquer again the night; in the mean while I refuse and resist, but most of all…I wait.