Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Austin of Glass Empire




After the stench of sad water in the Shallowmist 
The heat of summer is welcoming in the border
 Strong wind and hill of sands
 The soul terrain of dried hope
 I’m in the middle of my journey at Ankhseram 
The dessert dried my throat 
 The eternal thirst of finite matters
 The sign that I’m almost there

 I, Annorax the hermit of Wildemere
 I already talked to the great universe
 Everything will be according to the plan
 There is no reason for me to lose my hope 
 I wait in the silk road of Avangard 
 Until the caravan of Sabsalom will arrive 
 The straight path was created 
 When there is no safe place to cross the border


Annorax:
 Austin, son of Sabsalom 
 The new lord of the great caravan
 Your forefathers are friends of mine 
 Would you take me to the oasis of good will? 

Austin:
 The pleasure is mine Great Annorax 
Young hermit of Wildimere
 scholar of Academe of truth and wisdom 
What brings you here? 

Annorax: 
The stars takea leap of disposition
 Beware to the snares of a common deity 
 Darkness, blood ,and famine is coming 
 I need to warn the 4 kingdoms of Lamuria 

Austin: 
If you are wise hermit, 
Why a wise man is walking in the wilderness 
If you can turn the words to magic
 I know what are you capable of , hermit.

 Annorax: 
What a silly tongue you have 
What will you learn in life? 
If you can't give value to the glass case rather than the gold 
By the way, we just arrive

 Austin:
 Yes, hermit ,you are right
 I brought you to the oasis of goodwill 
The palace of Sultan Azul 
 So long old man till we meet again.








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