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Old 26th August 2003, 20:19   #1
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Short Stories thread....

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Vagrant Story by Lee
July 30 2003

Morning turns to day, day turns into night,
Cobbled streets lit up by the moonlight,
Everyone sleeps, but the chosen one is awake,
For he has that one decision to make,
The forges of Hell burns in his conscience,
A barrier that surrounds him like a fence.
Tearing him apart at the seams,
Veins bulging at times with blood as it teems,
With either life or self-frustation,
Maybe he can't do this indignation,
Either way, he must carry out the plan,
Cause the prophecies told him he can.

Walking out his 3rd floor abode that he resided in,
Taking with him, the tools of the trade, his sins,
Victim was at the building 5 blocks west,
The city was bustling with whores like a croon's nest.
Shielding his face away from the impurities,
As he swiftly walked through the Red Light of cities.

Arriving at his desired location,
Whispering an incantation,
Ex Animo
Black smoke surrounded his face like stone,
Invisibility spells making him feel more alone,
Bypassing the security guards at the inn,
Tiptoeing past gamblers playing poker or gin,
Creaking up the stairs sensing her presence near,
Done this many times before, he once sensed fear
Within himself for this is no ordinary woman,
But a goddess of life, a pure soul to take away again.
You see it is I not He, possessd by Lilith herself,
Failure to comply results in death.....
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Vagrant Story Part II by Lee
July 30 2003

The black smoke encircling my body disappeared,
Leaving me in the open of her confined chambers,
Clothes laid on the dresser neatly pressed,
And my vain eyes saw her soft skinned beauty
Sleeping around a veil of the finest silk in bedchamber,
It pains me to remember my duties to abominate such beauty,
Is it me to willingly suffer again for taking her purity and me living?
That decision still burns like fire as it courses through my veins.
I cannot sacrifice this virgin here, I would be caught and be hanged,
But I may call the Goddess of Dark, to take me far away with her
To a more subtle place in Britain, that's all I asked.

Her eyes opened to the look of my scarred face,
But like all virgins sacrificed, she wasn't afraid,
She asked me if it was gonna be painful
Or will I send her straight to hell for her sins,
But as jobs were I couldn't say a thing,
Just finish the ritual and move on was all I could do.
I bounded her hands to the stakes on the ground
Marking the Pentagram with her body and a lot of candles,
Night was falling again, drawing away the cloak from my body,
Nothing inside me existed except the cold heartedness that I have committed,
Funny how ironic it is, a simple decision that burns, yet a cold murder to commit.
She asked me why am I paired with Lilith in the first place...
Looking in her eyes, laid a happiness unfound in all virgins
"Something I did in the past, making the deal with Lucifer"
She told I can change the past, make it all better,
I tried that before and got a hot poker up the ass
So that pretty much makes me doomed for failure either way,
Just vagrantly wandering the countryside doing tasks for the devil to stay alive,
But now as I think of it and after talking with her for an hour, who cares if I die now,
I don't want to be a part of Heaven, nor Hell, but a wanderer from place to place
Until Earth dies and I go with it.

Untying the ropes that held her down, telling her that she is free to go,
And that's when things got real ugly, of all the demonesses out there,
Lilith had to show up....

"And they send a man to do a woman's job HAH!", spitted Lilith, "I'll take care of her"
She begin casting the portal to Hell for Cathrine, I muttered a counterspell "Dimmu Borgir"
Her spell failed and she ended up going back to her place, but if you harm one of your own
You face consequences...

Sputtering black blood from my mouth as Cathrine rushed toward me,
"I won't make it now, I'm finishing my legacy, please go before the authorities arrive".
Grabbing my hidden dagger, I pierced my cold-laden heart and staggered over the cliff.

All in all, I'm not dead, nor am I alive, but just a vagrant wanderer with nothing to lose,
No more vain eyes or vanity soul within, I live forever doing good for the people,
And hope my travels make my writing better!

The End

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