Dance of Sorrows Uncounted
Jan. 30th, 2019 08:32 pm My religion is blackest hatred
Against the world.
Not against any peoples of the world,
But against the world itself.
Let the sky turn to fire
And the seas to blood.
Let the sun and moon
Be eaten. I will laugh.
And exult, as Skol
And Hati devour them.
When Fenrir is unchained,
When Sigyn's bowl drops.
When they are freed from
The Agony the gods left them to
The giants and the Midgardsormr
Spears and fangs readied
I will laugh and run to greet them
The ones who have felt pain as I have
While the gods drank and laughed
I will sing and dance, happy at last.
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Jan. 17th, 2019 07:51 pmI have known the sound that is gollum, I have spoken the sound that is gollum, and it sounds very little like the cruel taunt that is his name. It is the last choked sob of one dying from grief; it is the cry of all those that God has failed and all of those that life has ruined.
He won't get out of my head today, poor mad Smeagol. I need more than can come of games or even swimming. He needs to speak more and louder, because no one is on his side and everyone mocks him, or worse mocks others with him. He is beneath mockery and someone needs to speak for him, and here sits a child who can scream his screams at least a little.
He won't get out of my head today, poor mad Smeagol. I need more than can come of games or even swimming. He needs to speak more and louder, because no one is on his side and everyone mocks him, or worse mocks others with him. He is beneath mockery and someone needs to speak for him, and here sits a child who can scream his screams at least a little.