caretakerofthefallen's Journal

                               through the torchered eyes

                                by andrew zlenka

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsATT43Kp9w (to put u kinda in hte mood) 

    Agony is all the torchred prisoner held crying out in pain he trembled and collapsed onto the floor beathing the floor with his fists. Tears streaming down his face,  the barred doors open and two people  grab his sholders one on each and carry him to torcher him again. They set the prisoner down on a board and they tie his hands behind him. After that they bind his legs by the ancles. THe prisoner is looking down  not wanting to look at them. 'Look at the idols' A voice says. The prisoner mutters ' I am not dark, nor light i tis neutral i doth not look at false  idols or any at all' a blow to the face blurs the prisonrs face. ' we did not ask what you beleave, look now' as the voice says this one of the  guards force the prisonors face up to look at the idols.

Closing his eyes the prisoner screams as his mind feels like it is scorched and burned. Screaming loudly  he hollers ' I only live for you my loves, my(he trembles)my friends' The prisoner strats to cry as he looks at the idols but he knows none of them can hurt him or help him. With his agony he starts to chuckle and cry and after a few minuites he howled and broke the bindings holding him 'graaaaaahh' he cried as he changed not to a demon, werewolf, or even vampire but  just a man full of rage, pain, and love for those he lives for he strikes out with magic and his fists and feet and claws.

   Those who had hurt and torcherd him he tore to pieces not caring howling like a mad man. Using everything he knows druidry, necromancy, demonology, all of it. He descrates the torchers body's and cries as he does it.  When he is done he leaves the place all of it is painted  in blood and gore. Smileing soflty the torchers pain and agony goes away and he gains control again he goes to where his loved ones was before he had gotten captured.

   All the town  was burned and distroyed howling in anger  he pounded his fists into his arm then his chest. A hand softly restrained his  his pounding 'calm my love' the voice said and the torcherd man looked up tears streaming down his face, it was one of his lovers. 'shh' the lover said while stroking his hair and holding him in his arms as the prisoner was held he cried softly and saw all his lovers come out of where they were hiding along with his loyal subjects.

   His loves were both male and females many the same age or older. All his subjects kneeled to him. Soflty standing and weaping soflty the torcherd soul said 'I am back  to you through thorcher and hell of a sense but if you wish it  i will be your king again' All of those who had kneeled now nodded and said 'yes my leige' smileing softly the torcherd soul smiled 'Then lets repair our home, our kingdome,our life' Everyone cheered and the healed prisoner now a king told them and directed them for he was weak but now he was getting stronger tiard of getting pushed around and torcherd and he protected and led his land well and nobaly but he still divulged into the darkenss and light never letting either win even in death he choose to be a ghost and seen his kingdom rise and fall after it fell he rested finnaly satisfied knowing that he had helped create that little bit of peace and happieness to his people and finnaly wanting to be with them to rest.

-the end 12/02/08 10:38am