Chapter 6.9 : 5 minutes ...

5 minutes it took for my mind to wake up,
the constant ringing of the alarm clock.
4 mintues it took for my legs to step up,
the routine that I have always done.
3 minutes it took my eyes to open,
the glaring lights and pictures taken.
2 minutes it took for my hands to function,
the grabbing and typing of the early news.
1 minute it took for my senses to awaken,
the basics to differ right from wrong.

5 mintues it took for me to feel,
the gentle sunlight upon my skin.
4 minutes it took for me to inhale,
the morning air that lingers in the gale.
3 minutes it took for me to freeze,
the cool air brushing pass my skin.
2 minutes it took for me to see,
the dark clouds had risen from the sea.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the rain that was told had turn to ice.

5 mintues it took for me to smile,
the sight of you is worth my while.
4 minutes it took for me to see,
the conclusion that we are dressed alike.
3 minutes it took for me to speak,
the unusual conversations that we seek.
2 minutes it took for me to notice,
the aura that you send difts me from this.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the repetition of my daily life.

Chapter 6.8 : In the end ...

Distant we are from each other like the Poles of the Earth.
Our voices seem to fade and vanish in the cold gale.
Guided to never meet our fates are seal.
Confusion and doubt our emotions creep.

Hear not my speech and scream.
Feel not my pain and woe.

See no evil the days have seep.
Warmth and joy we cannot feel.
Fake and illusional is this scene.
Hoping that someone will answer our plea.
The fear that we cannot take this.
Should we stand or should we flee.

Chapter 6.7 : They are coming ...

The flags of the fallen lingered in the cold winds.
The stench of blood in the air is thick.
The ground trembles from an unknown power.
The stars are veiled by a cloud, a dark cloud.
The horizon is nothing but a misty terror.

The trusty sheild is now cleft and broken.
The reluctant blade is now stained with thick and pungent.
The weakened body wounded and damaged.
The will slowly faded away.
The mind slowly drifted astray.

The sky was lit by flashes of fear.
The air grew foul and fetid.
The horizon lifts a cloud of dust and sand.
The ground shakes, drums, drums in the deep.

They are coming ...

Chapter 6.6 : Dark clouds ...

An oath we made long ago straightens our path and vision. A compass in a stormy sea. The light in our darkness. The source of strength in an endless war. The balance between right and wrong. The destiny which we once forsaw. The faith in which we entrusted with. The memories which were tied to them. The will which we bonded with ... it has left us standing on an edge of a knife ... ...

Despite the darkness ahead, we kept pushing through because we promised to. Despite the rough Earth ahead, we endured them because we promised to. Despite the deep dark sea ahead, we thrusted through them because we promised to. Despite the repulsive weather, we tolerated them because we promised to. Despite the merciless beatings, we beared them because we promised to. Despite the endless insults, we withstood them because we promised to. Despite the infinite humiliation, we underwent them because we promised to.

Now we've left to stand on thin ice. The offences were long lost. The defences were tested for too long. The spirit is waning. The moral is failing. The will is withering. The courage is now gone.

How now do we stand up again and keep our word. Should we stand and fight or flee the other way?

This storm is getting darker and deeper then usual ... ...