|"This is a copy of a page from a very mystifying tome of prophecies.
of the fact the author was a persecuted closeted prophet and
a magic user
there are a few odd geas on the book itself to protect the knowledge
contained within its pages..."
The Prophecy Of The Forgotten....
In the days of yore, when silence reined.
The Watchmen arose entwined
protecting and guiding the masses of life
with compassionate strength and knowledge endless.
Until undying darkness enraptured our sphere
In sacrifice they turned the tide
tearing asunder the bonds they held most dear
closing the door unto themselves.
Half of their number fell, to the ripping waves of time.
Cast into exile by a malicious wrought curse
In madness those who were lost travel alone Wayfarers all
while those whom they trusted broke their vows
By clinging to One in mistaken belief of need,
they lost the truth of purpose,
hampered their knowledge,
and betrayed their oaths with the dark ones falsehoods.
In anger and rage they let go of their hearts
banishing the memories of the truth from the lore
rewriting themselves and the histories to hide the lie
Oathbreakers they have become with their willful forgetfulness
Causing untold suffering of their forgotten companions souls.
The Wayfarers, tortured souls wail in the endless night
abandoned and lost to the worldly light
set aside from their gifted unions
forgotten.... and parted
They toil along the pathways of miserable days
wandering in confusion as their abilities manifest
until madness and death claim them once more
into the dark embrace of silence of the grave
again and again they return to the roads of life
searching for what they lost throughout time
but never have they been searched for themselves
So alone they pass by, often quickly forgotten
by those who suspect the power of their true natures
Unable to remember what they search for
they continue this pathway lost and often alone
Pain filled souls filled with rents and tears
asking a single question of "Why?"
The mighty wheel of change shall alter
its fated course once more
when the One becomes Two
the veil shall weaken and fracture
Then shatter in an obsidian storm of blood and pain
heralding the final deaths of all upon this sphere
As the ravaging darkness returns once more
to tear all the gatherings of life asunder
within its grotesque blackened claws of destruction
No beings shall escape its wrath of this most ancient of foe
There is no place to run, nor anyplace to hide
for all secrets are revealed to this hideous enemy's might
that shall twists truths and secrets into lies of betrayals
spiraling emotions into fears and hatreds
sending rivers of blood among the masses
Driving the lust of bloodshed into frenzy unmeasured
to the screaming voices of the One who is Two
Overwhelmed and unprepared to face this foe
who comes from everywhere yet nowhere.
They will fail to heed the warnings strewn along the pathway
sending them headlong into its deadly maw
Death will not find them there for that is not their fate
but the suffering agony shall claw at their very souls
with its deceitful lies of false images
will rend them truly in the night but only until daylight
rises once more in the bleakest of times
Only once before was this dark creature defeated in this sphere
by those who stood watch over all within the true great circle
The Watchmen once long ago bared its pathway of conquest
sending themselves into a spiral of suffering and confusion.
A second chance shall once again reappear in two forms
the forgotten ancient Conclaves shall begin to reform
Within the new dawning in lands unknown
In a Cascade of Light, in a Dale of Darkness
the Conclave rises anew
protecting the many varied clans of this sphere
through many trials of conflicts upon their journey
If the binding the heart hold true in friendship and love
A time of rebinding the forgotten oaths
of the Heart & Mind will arrive,
healing the rifts of the once lost faiths and broken vows
upon the interlaceing bonds between their souls.
Reborn once more the Watchmen will arise, once more fully entwined
retaking their place protecting and guiding the masses of life
With a newfound purpose and understanding of themselves
as well as the dauntless tasks before them
they return to the position of protectors
while holding fast to their hearts and minds.
Rejoined the Watchmen must unite to prevail
against the incoming waves of the consuming darkness.
Only combined the forces of strength & knowledge shall be
from devouring all that they seek to protect
They must summon the Guides to aid them in this quest
The Void they must walk to the Temple of Trials
To petition for the doorway to entrap it back to its home
Together the Watchmen and Guides of spirit must travel
a most deadly of paths to find the way
What is unspoken and unseen walks among this place hidden away,
this knowledge is kept away from all prophets sight
or madness will reside within our eyes
Unable and barred from seeing there
onward we pass unseeing,
to places where what is seen can only be revealed.
With love and hope alongside on this journey
to conquer this grotesque creature who devours all light
by encompassing it within a stone of light
holding it in chains of strength and knowledge.
Shattering its ancient curse,
releasing those unknown from their bonds of imprisonment
summon the opening of the battered doorway
to the darklight that lies waiting within
Blood and mystic words
Let and intone upon the stone
release all anger, hate and fear
By casting the stone upon the sea
through the blacklight gate.
The tides have turned
Oaths are now renewed
as the remaining Oathbreakers and Wayfarers meet anew
Now no longer alone in the circle of life
The rebirth of the Watchmen has arrived once more
With the dawning of a new life and true purpose realized
which their immortal souls had searching for
in every cycle of life they have passed through on this journey
May this now bring balance to the debt
that was owed their sacrifices
In time immemorial
Exerpt from Mystaillen's Book of Ogimos