I try not to feel the pain... Can feel my Core trying to hide behind Mania... I remember your smile when I smile at you... God's I don't know man... Hurts too fucking much
Inside at the Table of The Broken
The Slave gazes into the Glass, it's gone Black. No longer full of Shadowmist or even it's infintly Shadow streaked Rose. Now it's full of... The Dark. He stares wide-eyed trying to control this... This... Evil. The storm inside changes... Now the Familiar shadow merges into this Oily Darkness... Red Lightning flashes inside... Sapphire orbs shot through with this Crimson Blasts... What is this? Finally he senses the bond... My Brother? The Worthless Drifter... I can feel... God's! He his in suffering! No, no, he's on the verge of finally losing his grip... Summoning all his power over The Glass The Slave forces it to show him something of The Others plight, he steels himself, summons all his power looks to the Glass sees a Window then he looks... Inside
In a dark room, Shadowmist flows everywhere, The Dark collects it's Inky Corruption in the Corners. There is an lightbulb, humming, dead flies and moths stuck to it's surface, cast a dim light upon what can only be described by it's true name... The Round Table of the Masks of the Broken Drifter... There old Oaken Chairs surrounding the Antique Mahogany Table... In the Corners of the room hidden in Shadow we see the Outline of Empty Cages... Usually this eternal gathering is arguing but not this time... This is a meeting of the many minds trying to save The Core... Called Joshua... Curled in a fetal position with his head tucked between his knees hiding his face is Joshua shaking and howling in despair... In one chair sits The Professor" what can we do continue our existence, for once gentleman we must work together, as we have in the past, to protect the Broken One, to hide him from his pain so he does not break into insanity." Across the Table is the Occupant of one of the Cages... His eyes burn bright shining sapphire, his left pupil is a tiny black pinpoint and this eye rolls insanely in all directions, the right pupil is huge, this eye is full of an Ancient intelligence, he sweats skin shining with oil, his mouth is constantly grinning and laughing, manically, hes constantly gibbering under his breath, he step left and right, eternally dancing to his own inner music, The Core Calls him Jazzbury, The Manic One a way of pushing the Core to exhaustion to run from feelings and mistakes. Beside him Jazzburys partner and Twin is another constant occupant of the Cages, His sapphire eyes look greedy and Charming, he pumps out the blue aura it adds to his charm, his words are eloquent and honey-lined, he smiles his Crooked Perfect Smile, underneath this happy charming facade is a selfish intelligence, upon closer glance we see the Track Marks lining his arms, The Glazed Stare of The Opiate Addict eyes darting back and forth, and feel his uneneding lust to fuel The Core with Intoxicants to force away thought and feeling. This is the Silver Tongued guiltless selfish, Junkie Josh. Beside him is a young boy in denim overalls, his hair is Blond, his eyes innocent and blue, he smiles happily though his eyes look troubled he's been with The Core since time unmemorable, he's happy go lucky and loves being loud center of attention... This is Joshy... Beside him surrounded in Crimson Aura is a muscled gray speckeld man standing ramrod straight staring with unblinking eyes surrounded by an air of dominance and authority...this is The Leader....beside him is a shirtless hairy man, he is supremely muscled and stinks of raw testosterone, the red surrounds him, his blue eyes are wild with lust and anger...The Beast. The next is surrounded by shadow and blood... He's taller he bleeds shadows, horns Pierce his brow, wings line his back, he shows his barely controlled rage, his eyes though red look like the rest he lives in the Onyx and Brass Cage, This Is The Pit Fiend... Across is those wrapped in Shadow, The Predator, thee thief, the Joker, The Lover, The Melancholy. And others hidden in Shadow. All are here to save the Core for he is in Trauma, Noelle has severed there connection... He lost... Junky Josh: Mania and I must have the wheel... Put him to Bed we will die if he has another attack! Yes!! All agree... But the core touches the Pit Friends hand lovingly... You will have your way...but I must destroy what has hurt him so.... The Slave raises his hand I agree but who will whoo Noelle back? They are Destiny... I will do that myself keep me alive I can't take it now, I will be strong again...Says The Core in Confidence of his many divided self's....
In this twilight l lay dreaming... Slowly suffering silently screaming...acheing hollow root and branch...cast mind out lost in trance...the chains that bind me...silver and gold...time is meaningless...1000s of years old...i hunger, i lust...touch me feel me...caress my skin...i dream of your eyes...im lost again...my mind is vibrating..shaking..grinding..yiur aura is calling...silver violet and azure...i need it i crave i sip what i can...its not enough i need more nothing shall satisfy, we must do this final Dance
Waiting for the Core to go into trance
Finally I feel his wracking pain
Must protect the Center, must rise again
My Cage is made of Onyx and Brass
I was born in The Gypsy's Glass
Born of hurt and loss and rage
Waiting for my time, to break out of my Cage
I am Called The Fiend of The Pit
Only summoned to protect the core
When the pain is to much he can't feel anymore
I have come to bring the pain
Hurt is my pleasure rage is my gain
I was summoned to find Noelle
Once again trapped in her own Hell
I feed and grow my heart is stone
Pain is my pleasure I will atone
For the Cores mistakes
His failures,and heartaches
I have come to Find Noelle
If you stand in our way
We will take you to hell
I'll do my duty then go back to my cage
I'll be back, the Core is ruled by rage
Maybe... When The Slave first finds Noelle she is not her She's The Succubus in full power.... Fuck is it a story? Or is all fucking connected? Are you waiting for me to save you? I can't think anymore man... Fuck
Is the Glass Powered by the Siren's love and song? I... Can't... See.. all is veiled... I felt you slam the Door on our connection and I broke completely hit the floor in horrendous pain and I rose.... Its not the spell Heart of Stone like before... This is like trying to remember something lost u just cannot fucking remember... I still she the Shadow... My Noelle, I cannot hate you ever... Please open the Glass, you can try but you will fail... You will always love me... We are Destiny... I cannot hate you... I will always forgive you... Because I understand my Love... Forever you are my Siren... I am your Slave... We where meant to be... Never have I felt such fucking pain as when you severed our connection and... You do know I'm going to eat his soul? I won't give the Pit Fiend control... I will Channel Abyssael himself... He touchedy Noelle... His soul is mine
Just a Sleepless Dreamer, weaveing a fantasy of the good life he always craved and could never find. Empty hollow lost and cold searching searching for something... Never feeling until he found, The Petaless Rose the Sirens Sound... He felt for once in 1000 years pure Love and Sadness Joy and Rage... Empathy let the Fiend out his Cage... Once he found what he always sought... Demons and Devils inside he fought... Doesnt know what to do with his dreams.. All the sudden he falls apart the seams... He Loves her deeply amd passionatly so... But scared to death to lose her so... His fathers Blood tto Thick in his veins.... His Mania amd delusions poison his brains..The Slaves mistake will forever be Said... He should of Stayed Down he Should Stayed dead...
Opened up after years of feelong nothin too much too much left alone on the dark begging u please just talk it wqs too much! Im sorry tok much feeling im sorry opened upbjust to be destroyed! I promise u with all my heart soul mother father son gods i never never ever touched anotger woman no reason to lie none i was opened up amd by u amd told to feel and... You... Left me in the dark silence... You.. Yoy.. Saved me? Just to destroy me? I love u i lied about drugs nothing else im broken im dead inside now i cant take it ill cover it up with rage done talking feeeling enough
Im done talking... It's over done complete fuck this skin amd all the humans attached to it Im done through i knew it would end this way tired i dont feel anything anymore but rage... Red fucking rage i have work to do then im going home i will love u throughout eternity in all the worlds I'm done tired. My heart is empty.... Even worse is the knowledge that i will be born again! I destroyed again that despair is enough i love u more than life but i cant do this anymore and thw ones that love arent enough to hold mw back anymore im sorry but its true im out of the cageband im not going back in
Morpheus’ failed relationships
Alianora - The hero of her own story. And here we have the Prince of stories.
Killala of The Glow - A creator whose very will gives her the power to create, much like Morpheus’ dream weaving.
Nada - A Queen and a Dreamer. Just as he is a king and Dream incarnate.
Calliope - A muse, one who inspired art and literature just as dreams inspire.
Titania - A powerful magical queen. Just as Morpheus is very powerful in his own realm. And she is an aspect of “the Queen” as Morpheus is an aspect of Dream of The Endless.
Thessaly - A powerful and ancient immortal witch who seems cold and self-absorbed. Tragically Morpheus, himself, doesn’t realize that his own colder persona has melted away to something more compassionate and even Thessaly sees this. She represents what he was, not what he had become.
Hero, Creator, monarch, inspiration, an aspect of something greater, a cold, vengeful and powerful immortal- These are things, for better or worse, he sees of himself.
He clings to fragments, aspects, not realizing that he might be able to find a being whose whole is like himself. His falling out of love may not just be Desire messing with him. Remember, even Morpheus’ own mother, Night, tried to tempt him with the idea of a lover who is more like himself.
Granted the one Night suggested looks an awful lot like an adult version of Hope. (Who better to walk beside Dream than Hope? And I don’t think she’s dead. If only…) Granted that could be child-Hope. Morpheus was becoming very paternal with her. Fatherly is still a form of relationship. And this post was about relationships, not necessarily romantic ones.
Perhaps it would be best if Morpheus ended up with a companion who represents the parts he doesn’t realize he represents, like Hope.
Though he has latched onto particular traits or aspects of himself, I think Morpheus had been seeking his own equal but opposite half. His soulmate.
I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down
Trust me
Why can we not be sober
Just want to start this over
Why cant we sleep forever
Whats fucking wrong with me?
They are so right about me
Everything I touch turns to shit
I... I... Im not running this time
Not giving up, if you hate me today
Maybe you'll love me again tomorrow
Your still the only one for me
I promise my dear, though i have been wrong
I havent touched another, I cant bring myself to touch another
For you are the one whose seasons
I love... I am empty broken and lost without you....
Will the Gypsy's Glass shine again?
Without you i just dont know
I dont want to be in my own skin... Cant stand to look in the mirror how could I let the Fiend in me rule my actions to the point of losing everything?