The Alpha
Posted on April 24, 2012 Leave a Comment
Lord Cat Tiamano
In the name of Chaos, I serve.
Every day I lead the Fegarians towards acts
of insanity, of random actions towards
the other realms.
Every day, I plot to turn brother against brother.
And every day I look at myself, and I feel nothing.
Chaos doesn’t stop but I wish I did.
I need to be put out of my misery,
but life isn’t that kind…
The Duality
Posted on April 24, 2012 Leave a Comment
Linkera
I am a man created by angels and demons
but not by “The Creator.”
My purpose in life was to fight insanity,
something my masters feared intensely.
But I am a human and I have the right
to choose my own path like my other
brothers and sisters have a right to.
There are two roads in front of me:
one is to my fate; the other is to my destiny.
Which one will I choose?
The Vision
Posted on April 23, 2012 Leave a Comment
Chaos
Why do I walk among the blind?
They can not see through the lies that
their Creator and Destroyer has constructed.
There is no need for rationale or rules,
they limit our true potential for
transcendence.
Our collective fate is unrestrained freedom
to act on the whims of our thoughts and emotions.
Why should order get in the way of our happiness?
I have to save my family from themselves.
They need their father to set them on the right path.
I do this because I truly love them.
I will give them the peace they deserve…
or I will put them out of their misery.
The Reality
Posted on April 23, 2012 Leave a Comment
Seraph
I rip through these pages with the Hunger.
The stories, the people, the essence.
They give me the ability to love my world.
I look around the land of Pangaea
and I see the cracks in our perfect civilization.
My people can not see the angels and demons
that tear at our society.
Already I see that the differences between us
that should be celebrated
are now the very things causing our utopia’s
downfall.
This man that I keep hearing about named Chaos,
he is aware of this as I am.
My people needs the stories to keep him
from getting into their heads…
Karen Weathers' Linian Legacy 