20 Oct Trials of Forgotten Towers

Dreams of Castles will never truly end, for forever those lands shall be present and the tall and towering architect will forever be engrained into my mind; those strange places forever etched into my heart. Though I know it was during those times that all had been lost and erased; but perhaps that is what makes it all ever-so significant, impossible to forget. Somewhere within those lands stand towers that arch higher than all of the others. Constructed by those who know no rest for their hands, whose minds are forever at work, and hearts forever seeking.

The comfort they had left to build such structures was of such high atrocity by those close to them – that they were casted out by their own race. For they gave all they once knew and love for a chance of opportunity for us. These beings mastered their consistency,  which the second tower displayed strongly. For it’s structure stands more sturdy that the first, a true rock, forever engrained into the earth. The consistency these beings had learned resulted to what seemed to be endless hours wasted as seen by those of the outside. But little do they know, the proper management of time is the utmost-powerful tool. As days passed, a new and final structure was needed. For wars were soon to be at hand and spies sought to infiltrate the forces, exploiting the forces and all they had planned. Before that day had come, the beings plunged into a place much darker than they could ever imagine. Many never found their way out, many remain stuck but conscious till this day. Those who made their way out were only a few of those that we know to have Risen. But they all overcame the plague of fear which the treacherous fall bestowed upon them – oh so long ago.

With fear no longer present nor existent to them – the final structure was built. This structure, unlike it’s predecessors stood the tallest, towering up into the cosmos, ingrained strongly into the, truly knowing no limits itself. During these coming days of darkness, I can hear such structures calling out to me. They are whispering in strange tones of travelers that seek to cause harm. They have shed their warnings and are now beginning to drift off to sleep once again; only to be awakened when the darkness sets in.

You nor they shall ever be forgotten. And while I believe you to now be a sleeping soul, never to truly awake to me again; I can no longer stand idle in the midst of these shadows while holding the golden lessons that were taught so strongly to me. I shall now fully make my way towards the place I had tried to make my way to before. Ignorant of what will truly become of all that I am – the devil has now shown itself in forms I had never even dreamed to exist. One of which is idleness.