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    dots Submission Name: The Arms of Mortalitydots

    Author: Shadows Life
    Elite Ratio:    4.4 - 127/127/27
    Words: 335
    Class/Type: Deep Thought/Death
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       A dying warrior lies on the grounds of battle mortally wounded slowly dying as a holy man gives him the last rights and heeds his confessions

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    i have fallen, my blade among the ashes an omen of my fate, a silent testament of the fury of the battle that has shed my blood. The soft wind passing through the hollow trees a silent requiem to the fallen.

    I am nothing a mere trace along the sands of the shore soon to be washed away by the rising waves of oblivion, a mere morsel of dust carried by the winds of change from an age long past its glorious prime.

    I seek sanctuary... i yearn for a place where my memory can outlive the turning of the hourglass, a place where my soul can find peace as it slumbers through the ages... but there are no place of the sort. I am doomed to the earth from whence i came fromfated to become one with my blade... ah my blade faithful consort of so many a decade, your undyin thirst unquenched by the crimson blood of so many fallen at my hand, and now at long last you quench thy thirst with mine own essence.

    The rising pillar of darkness fast approaches to cast upon me its mystic void. The beating of my heart slows its pace as time itself stands still waiting for my final demise. I will not yeild to the darkness yet; my valiant stand against the reaper is not yet over... but i wage war against the ever victorious and soon my strenght is bound to wane like the burning candle near the early hours of the morn.

    my soul is burdenred with regrets, weighed down by things i should have done and words i should have uttered. But now that the dice is cast, now that my fate is sealed to this bitter end i take pity upon my weary soul and lest i die with this untold confession haunting me for an eternity i pray thee father heed the words of a dying man for with my last breath... i say....

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      Hey, this is excellent! I was dragged into the picture, and I found myself listening to him intently. Very well written, I like all the descriptive text about his life, and his hopes, and I love the end where he realises that it's his last chance and finally prays to God, I guess an awful lot of people do that, eh? Pity it was too late to confess.
    Great message, and very well done!
    Five Stars!
    | Posted on 2005-04-05 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow! And this was random thoughts? This could be a story, it is just that good. I loved the imagery and agree with Lady Macbeth advise for polishing this up some...not much. I liked the way the warrior remain brave and wanted to fight death itself. This captivated me and it made me want to see more of this tale. Great work!

    | Posted on 2006-04-20 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]
      I really like this piece, from "silent requiem to the fallen" to fate being determined by a roll of a die. Usually I would rip somoene's work apart, but I love every single word of this one, I simply cannot find one thing wrong with it aside from the occassional gramatical error. I even had to read it twice to realize it's full potential and grasp it's meaning fully.
    All that being said, very good write and an even better read. This one is going right on my favorites list.
    Keep up the excellent work.
    | Posted on 2006-04-20 00:00:00 | by Vampirism | [ Reply to This ]

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