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Sidereal Wraith

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    What Would You Do If You Opened Your Door And Saw The Avatar Above You?

    in Forum Games

    Posted

    The force of suns had waned beyond recall.
    Chaos was re-established over all,
    Where lifeless atoms through forgetful deeps
    Fled unrelated, cold, immusical.

    Above the tumult heaven alone endured;
    Long since the bursting walls of hell had poured
    Demon and damned to peace erstwhile denied,
    Within the Abyss God's might had not immured.

    (He could but thwart it with creative mace. . . .)
    And now it rose about the heavenly Base,
    Mordant at pillars rotten through and through
    Of Matter's last, most firm abiding-place.

    Bastion and minaret began to nod,
    Till all the pile, unmindful of His rod,
    Dissolved in thunder, and the void Abyss
    Caught like a quicksand at the feet of God!

    Post Something The Above Poster Would Never Say

    in Forum Games

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    O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

    The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,

    The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

    While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;

                             But O heart! heart! heart!

                                O the bleeding drops of red,

                                   Where on the deck my Captain lies,

                                      Fallen cold and dead.

     

    O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;

    Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,

    For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,

    For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

                             Here Captain! dear father!

                                This arm beneath your head!

                                   It is some dream that on the deck,

                                     You’ve fallen cold and dead.

     

    My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

    My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,

    The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,

    From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;

                             Exult O shores, and ring O bells!

                                But I with mournful tread,

                                   Walk the deck my Captain lies,

                                      Fallen cold and dead.

     

    Ban the User Above You

    in Forum Games

    Posted · Edited by Wraith

    2 hours ago, DragonFlames said:

    Banned because

    I left alone, my mind was blank.
    I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind.

    What did I see, could I believe,
    That what I saw that night was real
    and not just fantasy.

    Just what I saw, in my old dreams,
    Were they reflections of my warped mind
    staring back at me.

    'Cause in my dreams, it's always there,
    The evil face that twists my mind and brings
    me to despair.

    The night was black, was no use holding back,
    'Cause I just had to see, was someone
    watching me.

    In the mist, dark figures move and twist,
    Was all this for real, or just some kind of hell.

    666 The number of the beast.
    Hell and fire was spawned to be released.

    Banned because:

    When on war's wounded falls the final sleep,

        How beautiful shall silence be to those

        On whom till then the sounds of carnage close

    And tramping billows of the conflict sweep!

    A camp unsentineled that host shall keep,

        Nor countersign reveal its friends and foes;

        And In that zone of death shall be repose

    More kind than love, and than the dark more deep.
     

    But now unceasing thunders tread the night,

    'Mid flamings and cessations of the light.

        And the faint sense delays ere death to hark

            The bellowing of guns against the sky,

            And, as the decimating cannon cry,

        The mangled horses screaming in the dark.

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    Banned because coffee is death. 

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