cryptomancer

Deep waters are the shallows, the shore of the abyss. far beneath the warmer waves, where the sand and sea oft kiss.

sorry ... missed the 't' i go fix.. the wane waxed seep thing was the intent.... as you picked... day ending, moonlight bright and full but i am so hidden in darkness that even the moonlight only manages to seep upon my face, the original vision was a shallow grave with a bright fulll moon gently seeping light through to touch the dead skin below the dirt. sorry.... lost it... nevermind... thanks for the critique, always appreciated..

It is cold here now Empty despair drenching me in its clasping hands Waking my eyes to darkness still, unseeing, I stare. Ever reaching for all I lost I stepped too far. Tonight my reach became my fall, It is cold here now, No light or warmth holds me, No candle of hope flickers in my heart, I saw the joy lost, the pain and anguish I caused, Nothing but my idiocy in reaching too far Tonight my reach became my fall. It is cold here now, I can feel the warmth seeping away, Shards of my world floating distant and drift away, My brown eyes see naught, cold orbs their hollows wrought Tears cannot balance me, I reached too far, My life ends here, I fall

Once again I become that being of shade, The deep darkness I hide so well, Seeping ever outward through this dimming shell. Lost in black like stars it shall hide, Naught can now save my light, Nothing left of me but these deepening wings of night. Sealed away again, in solitude I hide Clouds cover my heart once more, The tales of my pain and my broken walls explore. Where will my darkness find me tomorrow? Will there be any left of me? What will my love now think, what will her heart see? ……… Where did I go? It seemed so subtle, but I am shifted Stepped sideways from all, Awake, yet in a dream I am stalled. Shadowed mist and visions of lucid thought, My heart now cloud, Dark my thoughts within and out, No longer is my heart adored. Soul seeping thinly through, These gossamer latticed threads, Waking seems to me a dream, So I lie in dark instead. ……… I walk this path alone my friend, Step within its dreamless nights, Shy from the shattering dawn away, No bed shall rest my back. The day shall slowly wane my friend, The moonlight waxed and pure, Shall seep upon my bloodless face, And evermore shall I endure. ……… Dance wings upon the threads of clouds, Tread the leaves of the evergreen land, Walk the skies and fly the stars, Dance moonlight on your hand. ……… I think today I walked away, I can see my soul standing near, Soft blueish glow, Faded jeans the colour clear. No soft hues now fade my form, I step clear of the shackles of dust, My twilight is dawning now, My shadow grows, no longer lost. I carved the rune of mortal man Lengthways upon my wrist, Ingus, single line, traced in red, My world to decays to mist. ……… (Thank you to my sister for the image that inspired this one) Tears of liquid water flow, Tracing the map of fear and pain, No solace in the mortal world, Unsheltered from the falling rain Soft tears flow, again the pain, Ever melting the flesh to bone, Weeping the eyes of reddening white, Empty echoes of an endless plight. Nails cut the flesh away, Eyes fall to the palm, Darkness within wet hands seep, Red tears empty eyes now weep. ……… (edit to add a 't'.... thanks Harmony)

Like i didnt see this one comming! Second Level of Hell -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate. The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell! Here is how you matched up against all the levels: Level | Score Purgatory | Very Low Level 1 - Limbo | Very Low Level 2 | Very High Level 3 | Moderate Level 4 | High Level 5 | High Level 6 - The City of Dis | Very Low Level 7 | Very High Level 8- the Malebolge | Very High Level 9 - Cocytus | High

Enipul Mai looks up and sees Preston in the crowd. after several attempts finally manages to stand and amble swayingly over to the town bartender. "Preshton! Morning Greetithsh you well, I am please to once again see you shining smile. I should like to quote for you from the famoush Bard George and his band of destroyersh, He shaid, and i quote, "I want one burbon, one scotch and one beer", I shall add the politenesssh to that quote, and shay pleashe."

Enipul Mai wakes with a start, looking around he mutters, "My eshteemed brother Enipul Sierehw once told me, if it has pointly ears and large teethsh it ish often a wolf, but it could be could be a doberman if you just walked into the wrong houshe."

Enipul Mai wanders into the room again after a short walk through the keep, sitting quietly beside the crowd he clears his throat and loudly proclaims to no-one in particular, "the Great propheth once shaid, beware of the wolfsh in villager'sh clothing, for they ish the ones eating everyonesh charatersh." pausing with his finger pointed skyward and his mouth open Eniplu Mai draws a raspy breath and dozes off, swaying slightly.

Cryptomancer waves at Harmony, and invites her to join the table. "Harmony, Gabrielcharon, Gabrielcharon, Harmony." "Welcome to you both, and i do hope that you find some exciting inspirational times within these walls."

The Raven lands in the middle of the table in the middle of the room and prances about, "I am in, count me in, and as for character, I shall be the town philosopher (drunk), who's name is Enipul Mai" *assumes character* "Greetingsh all, *stumbles* My name ish the mosht venurable Enipul Mai, *bows and paused with head on knees* at your servish"

The Raven orders a coffee, and while he waits raizes a small glass of greenish liquid to Gabrielcharon's toast.. "To a friend well met, and to the meeting of many more." The Raven flutters to the seat beside the Pen's new member and in the sudden and rather shaddowed way of runemages transforms into the hooded figure of Cryptomancer. Drawing his hood as back far enough for his eyes to be clearly seen Crypt smiles at Gabrielcharon. His smile glitters soflty in his eyes and he again raizes the glass. "Could we perhaps move tables, you do remember I have a strong preference for corners"

Gabrielcharon sat quietly in the Caberet room, awaiting a drink to arrive watching the various pennites wander through the halls around her seat. Two rather avian but beady eyes watched her from the rafters. There was a scratched shuffle and the sound of talons (small ravenish ones) scraping slowly over wood as the eyes attempted to move closer. In the manner of birds the Raven swooped gently off the rafter above Gabrielcharon's table. The gentle and calm landing on the table didnt happen, the Raven in his glee at seeing his newest friend, slipped, skidded across the wooden table and solidly tacklehuged Gabrielcharon in a truely purposeful but entirely 'accidental' way. (ooc: Hello gorgeous, I was hoping you would show up, welcome to the Pen!! I look forward to reading more of your work and sharing some more fun and detailed discussions on writing and other fun topics.)

I saw you stripped bare, Slowly destroyed, emotionally beaten, Yet you stayed, knowing you once lived, But now caged by fears placed so subtly, So expertly positioned in your mind, So you wouldn't see the game, till it was too late. Ever I have seen you so open to believe the bad, You dismissed my words at times, ignored, All I spoke was true, how amazing, how beautiful, You once said you were starting to see, But my words are less than memory, not even echoing, Leaving you alone to this false reality. So tightly woven in lies you hide, trapped by words not your own, Grooming fears deep inside, forcing you to deal alone, When all you needed to do was hear, The voice I wish I had, telling you I am always there, To show you the beauty you always have, How to open your cage, and destroy this trap. ......... You should not be compared to someone like that, There is no truth to these lies, You always were better, much more besides, So to listen and obey, those hollow words said, You are not as he makes you believe, Don't let him do to you, all those things he did. How many times have you fought against, Those that tried to change you, and how you think? Why do you now listen, no hesitation, no blink? Why do you believe his lies, those words of pain? Now you hide, coiled inside, believing this misplaced shame. I pray you see, eyes opened again, Watch for this subtle trap, Watch the weaving around you, The lies behind your back, Keep making yourself remind you, There is no power that you lack. .........

Open that book again, The one I wrote in love, Scribbles of all I am, Written once, for you, Only ever for you. I have none of it here, The only copy was yours, If I had written it in blood, Its meaning would be unchanged, No deeper would the damage flow, For every word I carved from my heart, And in your hands it is now, Yet no longer grows. Open it again, Read my life to me, Let me live again, Without this despair.

oh i love the imagery in this.

As ever in the broken dreams Life’s wonder so distant seems, If touching the divinity of beauty pure, Could let this soul the world endure, Then in that time of soft embrace, Maybe I could these dreams face.

Asleep as the bird have been, Seldom is their slumber seen, But the silent glide of a night time bat, Was what saw the quiet stalking cat.

It is strange to my heart and mind, That upon this earth, in mortal life, Each time we seem most in need, We find, or meet that one, Perfection that will guide us through. In my world and listless life, I wander, as ever, With no anchor, the currents of emotions washing my soul, The simple joys touched, but never held, Such has this time been, yet never again will be seen, Save in the quiet horrors of dream.

and so the game began anew, while the crowd awaited the ordered brew, but each word seemed to fall unheard, for not many could understand linguistics in 'bird'

A small shift in time, A step sideways, Out of line, Out of harm, Out if range, Out of pain, Away, Hidden, Alone. A shift in space, Away from all, Hidden in this cell, For in this place I am me, No-one enters, None shall again leave.

I found that card again, Postcard of a fictitious man Not me, similar, dark, but not me. You laughed when you saw You smiled, eyes alight when you saw, And hugged me when you shared it. I have it now, still where I placed it, Hidden reminder of a small joy, Your welcome smile, Directed at me. The candle flame beckons, Wishing to taste, burn, consume, Why should I care, it’s not me.

If you truly wish to play, Weave a rhyme and have your say, Place a pair of couplets below, That allows the theme beyond to flow.

The pendant no longer hangs close, The one I broke and shaped so it looked like yours, Like yours it no longer has the meaning I offered. Wrapped it in dark, in a box of other trinkets, Little memories of things I want to forget, Like the dream of living, I no longer wish to have. Deeply I will hide those thoughts I have, No longer thinking them aloud for you to hear, You no longer wish it from me, my love so empty. Dreams now locked away, I need no-one again, This is how I should have stayed, years ago Before life's meaning was laid, in this shallow grave. And so ends the promises made, broken and ignored, For you no longer wish them fulfilled, the pendant falls, Just crumpled shrapnel, decorating my stone heart.

I withdraw, This world no longer mine Turning away I am cast into night, And a dreamless shadowed day. No light my caress ignites, No soft smile melts my frozen heart, So I turn, and retreat, Love lost, soul injured and weak.

I break ever more, withering in the darkness Decay my solace as I wait in vain, The twisting knives of my shame is all I hold, The pointed reminders of all I lost Each moment alone drains yet another The soft-lit motes of hope drift away. I never held hope for any but you, No deeper love have I to hold, For blest as once you let me be, Without you, there is no place as empty As this soaking darkness around me. Deeply I drift away, my hope no light can hold The loneliness of that empty hand, which once held yours. Deeper my heart will fall, for no joy could it now lift, I sink to the choking depths, the only luminance The glow of dark despair. There is no life without you, No love can yours replace Though another now is truly blest, This void has my joy displaced. I have no world, no hope, no love.