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The concept for weaving my writings together to form an anthology initially stemmed from reading the fanciful works of others some time ago, though the notion was disregarded for some time as I fell out of practise with reading and writing altogether. However I have journeyed back to this beloved forum - albeit meagre in number and in disrepair - to present some inklings of the imagination which were formed last year.

The primary purpose of this anthology is to perhaps gather some responses concerning the numerous prose and poetry contained therein, imbuing myself with either satisfaction or defeat. Yet be warned that I fear these writings are somewhat convoluted and lacking in clarity, which obstructs the plot at times to the peril of the reader. Though this is mainly because of the experimentation that I sought to learn from when these were penned.

I implore whomever scours the words below to leave a comment expressing any deemed thoughts pertinent in sharing to assist myself in bettering these tales.

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~`Contents`~

Page One -

Forlorn Hope
Alone and Forsaken (I experimented with language - convoluted)

Page Two -

Kingdom of Old
Lamentation
Sanctuary
(A refined attempt at poetry - I suppose it could be categorised as "Free Verse"
The Winter Arising

Note - When reading "Alone and Forsaken" and "Sanctuary" realise that they both chronicle the emancipation of one's mind. I hope this adds some context.

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Forlorn Hope

“One day in the afternoon of the world, glum death will come and sit in you...” - William Saroyan

A dreary afternoon grey lingers without cause overhead, darkening the skies and leaving the ground below crisp and isolated. Sudden spurs of wind sweep the spectral landscape, stirring dampened blades of grass on vast, idle plains into a series of uncontrollable frenzies—and the desolate, snow-laden mountains afar dominate the varied curvature of the granite horizon.

A thick fragrance of emerald sward, emitted from the green below, stifles the atmosphere. And is further accentuated by the bitter scent of impeding precipitate that is to pound upon the profuse earth below. A female doe, bronze in colour, emerges arduously from afar amongst blooming scarlet flora and verdant herbage. Revealing inflamed crimson blotches, and a gritty cardinal pelt, awash with blood.

Stumbling forth incoherently over a gentle knoll, the animal shields close in her mouth an undersized calf—crippled and beaten, it hangs limp and docile under its protector’s wavering resolve. Overcome by utter exhaustion, the doe falters, cascading towards the terrain. Her feat, scarred by prolonged abuse, no longer able to endure the prevailing anguish that every step afflicts.

Droplets begin to fall from above; few at first but then sparingly. The two crumpled figures lay beside one another shrouded in despair, their bloodied fur coats glisten with precipitate and the fading breath of life scantily visible through death’s eternal embrace.

Passively, the larger frame quavers and succumbs to the inevitable abyss of silence. A shadowy mist arises out of the ether, obscuring the world. The earth condenses, and the calf lying motionless beside its counterpart is the concluding depiction of misery before the doe’s heart deteriorates and glazed eyes fasten.

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Plunging into a pitch, murky bliss a shadowy death consumes the fading entity. Its inevitable demise accepted without objection. For both bestial and content creatures of the wilderness sense no embitterment and injustice bound towards them from the cosmos. The promised land of salvation, filled with infinite beauty and abundance is never anticipated. Falsehoods that previously instilled illusive purpose and conjured hope to the feeble are never expected to be fulfilled.

Instead, what they foresee is irrelevant, for the arcane unknown cares not for mortal requests and prayer. Rather bestowing the same dissolving fate to all castes of breath, regardless of vice or benevolence. The continuation of consciousness existing only through the grace of imagination and a barren void, empty and forsaken it patiently awaits.

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Alone and Forsaken

The two forms venture onward among yellow wood and beneath retreating skies. A progressive veiling of the sun’s warmth bestows a darkened light upon the shadowed land, as elation encircling the couple, ceaselessly weaves elegantly through the atmosphere and entwines both in a visage of passion. A frivolous affliction of bliss bounds one another in eternal love, while foliage lay sprawled along a withered stone path and unobserved small birds voice song.

The woman’s golden hair lay coiled along her splendour frame. A blue silk dress resting precariously upon her delicate figure conceals a smooth, untainted surface. The endearing azure depths of her eyes unrelenting, ensnaring insatiable desire from the man whom opposite, feebly attempts to glance round and stifle delighted happiness to feign mere content. An exuberance and subtle charm evident in graceful stride accentuates an ambience of unbounded fervour and pious chastity.

The couple deviate from the travelled path and venture upon veiled earth in obscurity—an affectionate hand clasping his, evoking compassionate warmth spreading within. The unblemished white encompassing her fair touch entices him forth through vermillion flowerage and viridian verdure. An enduring fragrance of quieted existence flourishing unhindered arises from coloured earth below, conjuring an allusive glimmer of optimism. And temperate wind sweeps gently past, warmly causing blossoms to stir and leaves to sever and fall wistfully below.

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The man’s lover abruptly halts and directing herself round the benevolence of her presence is unexpectedly instilled with momentary distress—through having been awoken by revelation within futilely persisting to delay an inevitable parting. The woman holding upon his hand grasps the other and tightens solemnly. “The sorrow of reality draws nigh, bearing unfavourably upon us, my love,” stammered she, “I fear we must confront it soon, rather peril of the heart shall evidently ensue.”

The man’s eyes unintentionally fall below in knowing what she speaks—a prolonged and woeful fading of memory, burdened alongside lonesome hardship and anguish that must forever be endured. “I have pondered the question,” replied he, “and instead have a solution that shall consecrate our love for all time and eternity. The untarnished seclusion of our realm shall ever be hidden from external plight and passive mortal decay of an inevitable closure approaching nigh.”

The woman glances apprehensively aside, knowing naught of what intentions dwell and fearful of the consequences unknown. The fragmented shard of faint hope shared among the internal desperation of their resolves, entailing a longing to elude despair and remain devoted to one another is pressed against impending demise.

“An inclination to preserve our fragile plain of existence and continue together unimpeded shall render us denounced,” said she, “—and sensing our woes shall prove compounded by the prolonged and ignominious death that shall inevitably befall us: I fear we must mournfully resign ourselves in merely savouring the moments that are endowed.

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“The evasion of impertinence may elude eventuating perpetuities undesirable upon the notion of reuniting once more, if a reluctant relinquishing toward faith justifies clemency inexplicably bestowed. The vanquishing of delicate hopes bequeathing a unifying once more during a spectrum of existence beyond this realm must naught be permissible.”

A wavering of conviction begins to fester within him upon hearing her unwilling words of imploration, pertaining instead to reluctantly resign to an elusive unknown and disregard pernicious intentions of defiance to remain alongside one another. A saddening of disposition arises and casts melancholy hesitation upon his temperament, as the weighing realisation emerges that held expectation remains without substance—and once parted, they shall be eternally separated despite connotations permeating possible extension of presence.

The man attempts to shroud his despair and conjure an appearance of quieted assurance, while a debilitating inflammation arises within and penetrating despair cast upon both eyes and heart betrays him to her. A perceivable motionless gradually intertwined among them induces a burden of emotional contemplation comprised solely of repressed lamentation.

The enduring of subsequent moments prolonged by disinclined acceptance towards demise, progressively succumbs to movement as the man initiates conversation with a strained voice, mournfully expressed upon his countenance: “You grow fearful of uncertainty, my love—it has sullied your spirits, terribly agonising my own. Let us dwell naught and continue to wander onwards, disregarding the notion of time. The approaching nigh of the promised, dissolving conclusion and forced departure shan’t prevail in binding our love apart.”

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The woman’s carefully restrained resolve supressing desire allowing a forming of visible tears upon her saddened features is afflicted. “I know nought of what must eventuate,” said she placing her hand reassuringly upon the man and suffering through mere words. “I shall await your return, however, with bated breath, such I hath since the beginning. The bodily form lingers and diminishes, whereas essence of the mind doth revolt against decay.”

This articulation of affection truly touched the man’s heart, and a profound combination of emotive delight and despair settles upon him. A compulsion unexpectedly overwhelms him, concerning instead in yielding naught and conversely to embrace the beloved woman opposite whom he cherishes and escape sufferance of troubled woe.

The man musters an outward expression of unwavering resolve, pressing delicately against the warmth of her frame and further toward the benevolence of cardinal lips deeply and passionately, without haste. A mournful hand caressing the woman’s cheek, gradually relinquishes possession and smiling reservedly she blushes as singular tears simultaneously cascade from the contours of her features.

The woman unexpectedly embraces the man, confiding her quavering frame among him and desperately intent upon remaining both together. The man reciprocates this intimacy, carefully taking possession of her hand and holding it close to him—hearteningly attempting to quell uncertainties and hesitations awaiting among advancing occurrence.

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The man and woman venture silenced, hands intertwined and distractingly admiring the varied colouration of earth sprawled below and ancient wood swaying amid gentle wind. The woman places herself warmly against his side and upon breaching the forest and residing atop a precipice which water cascades—forming an expanse of river flowing below—they together gaze outward toward the unwelcomingly bleak outline of the wooded horizon afar.

“The woman to whom I presently behold—beloved and cherished—is merely an illusion. An unconscious futility evoked through a deteriorating mind, desperately attempting to acquaint with delighted passion and thereby proclaim pleasure and contentment—while the bodily form is conversely rendered incapably feeble and subjected hardship unendurable during actuality.

“As I presently stand upon the threshold of succumbing and vanishing, plunged forth toward pain and suffering to experience the bodily form’s absolute remaining moments, disinclination dwells within toward conceiving further folly and entertaining false hope in remaining blissfully ignorant of material sufferance.

“The manifestations elaborately portrayed in surpassing appearance and bountiful beauty shall remain, while splendour of elated emotion shan’t impart distasteful and sullied reminiscence approaching fascinating spectacle awaiting concluding embrace. These recollections and movements originating within seclusion have unintentionally seeped and fallen among unobscured presence—rendering myself incapable of discerning boundaries and unable toward dispelling desire.”

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The woman suddenly senses receding warmth dissipating beyond the ether and a disquieting ambience of desolation descending upon the land, misted above the unceasing waters continuing forward without emotion. And instead of glancing round toward her lover eternally departed and desperately endeavouring to behold fading moments of accustomed elation, she remains motionless.

The woman quietly stares forth with a seeming momentary indifference, yet her appearance betrays an internal desperation and despondent tears begin to congregate—passionately capable of befalling mournful form. And feeling surrounding temperature dwindling against pallor, she hears faintly an utterance, drifting unperceptively in the wind:

“Life proceeding death,
nor frosted death beyond life—
Twas merely a dream”

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