Transmission #2b (No Fear)

Prologue to a Novel

In the time before our great fall, legends truly lived. The world was not a forgiving one; every being on Iloveth struggled to survive, and that left none to watch over the weak. This gave rise to the cruel predators of the world, subverting the defenseless and mistreating them for their own perverted inclinations. This is a story of a select few, who fought for us all; even when we didn’t merit defenders. Their bodies have long dried up and been reclaimed by the land, but we keep their memory alive. By fighting for what they stood for and honoring them, we channel their splendor and in the face of destruction and absolute end, they give us hope.

In the time of long-calm,

The darkness, once forgotten, was sought

In the aid of hubris and strength.

Not knowing what sacrifices would recompense.

In the hope that with allegiance, secrets would be bought

And hearts desired won.

In time, cries colored the night

And death descended to feast on final breaths.

Children of Das'il dressed in fear and pain

Begging for any to end darkness' reign.

Many answered desperate pleas’, many would attest,

Though the evil's they replaced were remembered as less.

Their suffering unchanged;

Das'il's own borne now faced with new lords,

Turned away from saviors once dreamt

And garbed in iron and with bloodied fists clenched

And put power in words

and lay waste to chains

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I was afraid of the world.

Surely its size would swallow me whole

Although I know that one day it will

Such is all peoples’ fate

But I was so afraid

I might be big, but it is much bigger

I can be harsh, but it is much harsher

It doesn’t realize this

And it will never realize me.

I was afraid of the world

I thought me soft, but have found it much softer

Not unlike a shoulder to lean on

You need to only reach for it

And so I set out to rest my weary head

I traveled down roads known to many

Into trails traveled by few

I must confess I had my doubts

Is all this really worth your solace

Is this really worth the effort

My lungs burn, my body trembles, and I am tired.

I was afraid of the world

Sometimes I even want to quit

Even when the end is at hand.

I know you wouldn’t care

You can’t care because to you I am nothing.

To me you are everything.

I was afraid of the world.

There is no me without you and I suppose that is what pushes me.

I need to find who I am

And I always do.

Somewhere in between suffering another mountain

Feeling your breeze embrace my cheek

Or falling into deep slumber after a day of hard travel

I can lay my head upon the shoulder you have given

And see that the world is a beautiful place

And I am no longer afraid to die.