Amity

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Sever,

We watch in dismay,

Sever,

As malice, begins to spread.

Where one is absent two rebuild, in one a sword, in one a sheild.

Those under the veil of time hold, the key to peace.

The path of those before, the path to truth.

The Masters of a melody, to soothe the hydra.

The tides of time, renew not wither, and as you stand before this cavern, do not despair, let go of the life you hold, it will not compare.

The world, can only dream of there perception, once obtained we watch them fall. 

For we awaken lost, our sparks extinguished pure, our very core washed clean, and as the dust settles. A vision, a clarity, a life that must be endured.

Sever.

Awaken

Consciousness returns, senses are heightened and images pure, as if a filter has been removed from my eyes. A glimpse of the catalyst or merely a dream, returns to my mind. The world is vivid and the cold air assaults my lungs, wading deeper and deeper into the transformation. Colors, smells, feelings, my very train of thought altered, re-routed, resulting in breathtaking new tiers of thought which outnumber anything I have ever experienced.

Yet, the echoing hands of the clock begin to sear and burn, swaying back and forth while I wait for, for that of which I do not know. That which was forgotten and replaced.

My life, my dreams, my perceptions.

Will never be the same again.