Thursday, January 29, 2009

Undead Interlude

Rather than continue GLaDOS's Lament (And end any illusion of suspense or tension) I have a poem. This is quite unlike my other works, simply in its inspiration. On a dark night, in the stale midsummer, I awoke from a dreamless sleep. Directed by a will that was not my own, I lurched to my table and grabbed paper and a pencil. As I watched in groggy horror, my hand moved across the page, writing out a few short lines. It was, at the time, to dark to view what I had wrought, and I had no chance to light a torch, for I fell back into my dreamless sleep, and did not rise until morning. The incident was dismissed as a dream, until I saw the paper. Upon it were the following words: 'O! Rise ye fiend of rotting flesh and bone be fueled by malice.' I reached out with a trembling hand, and grasped the paper, tensed as if it was going to pull me from reality into a nightmarish realm. When I failed to perish, I knew I was to complete this work, and begin my descent into the shadows. Here is what it became.

Ode to the Undead
or
Realm of the Damned

By Reogan
With the aid of
A Possessing Spirit

O! Rise ye fiend of rotting flesh
and bone!
Be fueled by malice.
Obey me now, and build for me
a Nec-
romancers palace.

As Emperor of all I survey
and that
which I do not,
I order you, my cursed slaves,
to fill
the Land with rot.

And when, perchance, some fools resist
no mercy
shall you show,
Rather into the darkest depths
of Death
their souls you'll throw.

For when, at last, the World is dead
and war
and fighting cease,
And every sign of life is gone
the Land
will have its peace.

12 comments:

Guiness 5000 said...
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Reogan said...

I wish you the luck I believe you deserve.

Met said...

Impressive poem, but I'm afraid this blog could start to crack under the strain of so many unstable individuals.

Guiness 5000 said...

... Reo, that could mean anything...

Met said...

So what it means is open to interpetation by you.

Reogan said...

Unstable? You're obviously confused.

I am clearly mad, but I show no signs of deviating from my current course. Quite stable.

You, Met, have a cold, crystalline logic that pierces through the machinations of others. Also stable.

Meta Knight irregularly comments with maddeningly long intervals between. Semi-unstable.

Micro slaughters the English language with every attempt at coherent communication. However, he shows few signs of improvement, and is therefore static and stable.

Guiness... we'll just leave it at unstable, shall we?



And Guiness, that isn't so vague as to mean anything. It either implies that I hope for your failure, or your success. There's no middle ground.

Met said...

It's the Guiness that I'm largely referring too. However I'd like to point out that both you and I have a certain unpredictable nature that can also cause conflicts. This occasionally rises and creates the inherent instability I am referring to.

Reogan said...

See? Logic. You may be right, but I got that part.

Met said...

Yeah, nice, thanks.

Reogan said...

You are welcome.

Met said...

"However I'd like to point out that both you and I have a certain unpredictable nature that can also cause conflicts. This occasionally rises and creates the inherent instability I am referring to."

Wow, and yet I don't prevent it...
I'm surprised I caught this fact when I did. I wish I would've acted with this knowledge back then...

Reogan said...

Hindsight tends to be remarkably clear.