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I wote this poem modeling a chosen's life, from the game Tales of Symphonia. I also intertwined a person from that game, and Litheyna is of my own creation. You may proceed in reading my beautiful poem smile
Litheyna
The heavens have opened up the Pearly Gates of gold, and descended upon us a true angel of old. And as she descended from the golden clouds, the angels sang her name, Lithenya.
The chosen, well became, as she grew and the angels watched on, as she was drawn to the fire, as a moth to the flame, and all around her they all sang, sang to rejoice, praise be her name, thy chosen, thy chosen's holy name, Lithenya So they strung her along till she reached the alter, like a sacrificial lamb, and upon the chopping block, in which we call society, they placed her head, and they turned her into an angel once more. And the spirits of past chosens before, praised the chosen's holy name, Lithenya.
And when it was all over, and the world was all saved, they carried her coffin out to her lonely grave. And as the last few grievers left, and Botta cried, they filled in her grave, and they died inside. And as she lies in that cold tomb made of stone, the wind whispers the lost chosen's name, Lithenya.
Lady Konoha · Sun Feb 18, 2007 @ 06:19pm · 1 Comments |
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