Prophecies of the High Priest

((k Im not much of a writer but I intend to create a book of visions currently held by Silverboots in Drake'Hus. Sadly since Im not a real life prophet I invite anyone that would like to weave in some vague intentions into my writings for the future to pm me. Im doing this in a sort of Pslams fashion and will be writing more of what is contained within the tome written during my captivity in Aquilonia as I get time. With permission of OSD Ill have also hidden several parchments within their prison floorboards. Ultimatly some of these writtings will have another purpose yet revealed. I actually wrote this in a city called Khemisset yesterday...hah))

Warm skin rose and fell as his eyes caressed her
She, so soft, peace within her
Drinking, he tasted the sweet oasis of Khemisset
She embraced him, tightly
Her devotion, more than maternal.
His love, more than spiritual.
Oh my heart allow my tongue to speak
True words of devotion.
Allow my fingers to bring her pleasure
Whitetops kneeding her shores in pure adoration
Wave after wave
Blind me to all others. I am hers alone.
Allow me to serve, forever.
Taking her from me is worse than death.
Turn her burning ray from me
When her Sun rises high, shade me in her love.
And where her golden skin turns brown
Flax and eucalyptus grow lush
A trickle of pleasure turns to rush
The delta that brings life untouched
Or so I dream to dull the pain of truth
For the waters are poisoned by those that come
Polluted by the north winds that drive the monsoon
They turn her youth dry and leave nothing
They remain strong and rise
A white errection of limestone
Forged upon the back of rugged granite
The formation is poised and cut
Honed in the perverse the granite entwined with the lime
Now they desire you my love
I am ready to kill them
Ready to stop the penetration of the sacred
I am ready to weild steel and sinew
Rock and stone
To unleash the demons and the devils
Let them feel my untempered cry
For love.

Together we walked to the tomb
You were with me
We passed the burial guard unseen
Together we embraced beneath the sky of Nut
The sarcophagus was empty
Now it bore two
The fit was tight but warm
The stone cradled us only permitting the slightest thrust
Together we scaled the ice
You were with me
Past reindeer and wolf we crossed the northern frost
The smell of your hair sweet as we danced
Your smile reflected
You were with me in the abyss
The magic waters encircled us within the ancient cave
Carved by the waters of Ibis, Set in another land
There two became three
I was with you when the Star Life burst from the womb
She shown upon the land
Three became one
Am I with you now?

Horses gallop harder
They smell the musk of a storm
Burning amber
The horizon is lost as sand merges sky with land
Crops are covered with sackcloth
The undulating greenery now silenced
A floodplain dike is broken
The fertile soil recently planted, flooded
Soon the herald will arrive
The finger of God bringing the ancient
Erasing the present
She takes her child and runs
Her long, dark hair twists and dances
He is the charmer
Into the desert, no fear of death
Fleeing the safety of her covered hut
The tempest calls to her
He sings the prayer of the faithful
Lifting her upon the Great Pryamid
The resting place of the ancients now their footstool
The cyclone intensifies.
Soil and water, fire and sprit churn
Reborn and refreshed
She cries out for God
Rain falls softly, anointing them, washing them from sin
Along with the land they are now sanctified and purified
Ready to begin the work of God
Ready to unify his chosen people
Divine union.

The anticipation
A red sun rising painted white clouds with the hena of a new day
She led me to the altar
Today was the day we would join together to create something eternal
Something beautiful
She loved me. She was my master.
I followed blindly watching her hips as the sway.
She was the future.
The pain of the past melted as her arms embraced me
One final time
My smile weakened a bit as I saw her withdraw from her sheath my wedding gift
Ah, she knew I loved ancient weapons!
She knew how much they meant to me!
They were a connection to the power of our people
An true form of expressing the unification of man, nature and god
I smiled as she held the sacrificial dagger to my eyes so I could examine the finely crafted inlays
The silver work was exquisite. Was it bur bur design?
I felt such pride that my love would offer me such finery
I leaned forward to kiss her brown, purple lips
I gently rolled the moonstone and lapis ring embracing the purist of diamonds
It was there; Ready for her.
I felt weak in her arms.
She always had that effect on me.
My love was so intense that often I felt as though I couldn’t breathe
When I saw her beauty I was stunned, even overcome
I couldn’t help but close my eyes and allow my mind to see our future together
Tangerines, dancing by the eternal rivers, drawing water from the oasis for our children
Leading our people to joy and happiness
Ushering forth a new age of peace and tranquility seeded by our eternal love
I could feel her caressing my cold skin.
My hair often stood upon end to her touch
She lay me down on the soft marble mosaic
The anticipation

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The scent passed by mind and eyes as a spirit
It emblazoned love eternal

A musk embrace carried it

Jaden eyes reflect lost youth
Soft wrinkles tear with joys

Echoing the wars of her homeland
Pass now with the dancing Koi

Two heavenly spheres shine
As the northern star Eastward calls

Held and kept from any claim or harm
Arms encircle as the mightiest of Walls

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They did not stop her.

Smiles and bows greeted her every step

She entered cautiously, hesitating

Swaddled soul mate cradled closely bowing carefully yet in kind.

She felt expected for a moment and then even home.

The mother took a small peice of garden and nursed unsure.

First a blanket then warm rice

a pillow, incense and a flower delicate steadied lotus with bamboo

it lay in front of her now where she huddled

This courtyard would become her home each day soft wooden pillar was placed around her till nine pines arose like an aligned forest.

A carefully woven grass mat now covered the slate and granite stones that once a served this gathering place. Some yielded to grass.

A ceramic tiled roof began to form above her as the moon and sun chased each other romantically.

Carved singles depicting a heavenly mother with child now beckoned down from above her head. Branches with pine hung from the eves mingled with incense and prayer leaves. Silks softened her pillows.

Soon the child began to join in the prayers that called out with drum and triangle the nights coming. In a perfect harmony the small body called out an om of its own design.

The chanting encircled them in an infinite vortex of vibrations and the endless seemed to hasten. The beat of the drums now as her heart. The rhythm guiding her own life blood now. Once in unison, then but a single beat, a tone, then the child.

Perfect harmony as the tone continued and faded with the single resonance of the golden bell.

She longed for him as she glanced at the setting sun. Her emerald knight now distantly seen down the path of the sacrificial mother.

The rhythm of the suns rays yielded to the sensual dark revealing now but shadowed truths of desire as she rested.

Chanting adorned her and the chime of the small bell faded with the murmur of her little precious.

A soft drum.

Again..

Then silence

The solace of youth almost impossible for her to recover. Her childs eyes so calm.

This would house their spirits orange and red. Cradled with love and followed by the eye of heaven, curious.

His world now theirs to shape with divine power as desired.

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The open gates were now adorned

White lotus, marigold

Bright on the horizon

A planet fortold

Crack breaks the silence

Milk the drought

Nightingales flee the song

Flying now the southern route

Pagoda shadows stare silently

Upon the flowing milk

Granite edges fill quietly

Absorbed by orange silk

Candles beckon the dusk

The bells now cast

beside the broken husk

Her child breathing steadfast

A sweet spiced smoke

Circling chanting

Vibrations yoke

A tantra encanting

The strange and distant flute

a strings celestial company

Cascading notes rain and root

A wind flows between and ebbs away

Resonating prayers unite

The da dum da of the heart drum

From shadow sight

Staring long into the voids hum

Eyes black with reddened aura

A finger stretched

An ancient prahna

Mothers arms clentched

Stilled by the temples syncopation

Shudders echoing his cane approach

The Sadhu's infinite determination

The mother feared purpose beyond reproach

Eyes tearing with anger

Body paralyzed with inevitable sacrifice

Index finger poised and pressed to thumb

Mirrored precisely and joined at the palm.

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mouth recessed and pursed
red eyes intense piercing and mane matted and knotted

brown skin cracked and dusty from a long journey
three white lnes painted upon his forehead
a string of facteded rudhras felly from neck to belly


the brhamaputra flows back to the vessel of life

the vessel imbibes the sacred waters

karmic thirst quenched and life refreshed

cosmic purpose hence

each chord a rebirth

eternal melodies waiting to be sung

His holiness delivered

must now be prepared

nam namu tam batayay
namasa bityeh chapita tayeh
nama heh namu chuchay
nama satanam rajini bitiyay
tuskayam nama namu

Red powders shower the babies feet

orange silks cover him as the cadence

of drums and silk fall around

the hastening chanting

the sadhus eyes never leave the mothers

now the censors flammed with a new oil

sandlewood and ood

dreams of Oswain smile....the strong smile of Aureleus....a warming embrace from mother Kemena.

visions of dance rise and fell from vision

peace filled her as the divine bear sat guardian over her rest

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Every pull of the rope burnt

Each clentching marked the sudden passage of time

A bloody heart begged and throbbed

Clotting and erupting in primal scream

Until this blood ran weak and sleep came

Soon a hardened scab broken and scratched

Nail and tooth tore skin from bone

Tremors and aching

Breast bursting and oozing with dirt and milk

The undrunk suffering

The temple wept with every shriek of the name

OSWAIN!!!

Echoing through the mountains until tears reflected

what her voice could not

Venom came to love anger

A lustful partnership united against the freuquent assaults of sorrow

Every passing monk a herald of the past

They had betrayed her!

Mother became tiger...then lion...then monkey

Blood and tear raged with every blow and yet furiousity could not harm them

Each blow became a lesson

Each day a technique

However the bear was not a form they knew

Her hair grew long and rose

Eyes burnt red as the Saddhu roar hoarse from the nights

Fury carried her as she left

The master stood still allowing her nails to sink deep

He sighed as her teeth cletched his windpipe and held

A perfect blossom arose amidst the peony flowers

The temple monks began the prayers of passing as their masters soul paid attonment embraced in the arms of the mother

Blood filled crevices of stone whre milk once flowed

Their chanting complete the monks gathered their weapons and traveling sacks to fall in behind the mother now moving for the gates

Her raged steps south now to a pitched run as her army gathered behind

The mountains with speed of a monsoon running to the great mountain

The Sadhu never slept

Every fall of his cane tapped the known route

As the tortoise he moved without water controlled ...unrelenting

Eyes burnt bright with purpose