Sgrios Mass Hosted by Krios 2008-09-18
Krios: Tonight’s mass will be like no other I have given.
Krios: Sgrios has a strong connection with death.
Krios: Decay leads to death, destruction leads to death.
Krios: However, He is not death.
Krios: Even so, many of us worship death, and speak of it often.
Krios: You will see us sometimes in public displaying our
Krios: devotion by mass suicide. *smiles*
Krios: To me it is all about life.
Krios: Death will happen eventually, and at it’s own pace, and
Krios: I worship it to remember what I have to live for.
Krios: So getting to the point…
Krios: Shortly after my return I was informed that one of my
Krios: initiates had their spark untimely snuffed out.
Krios: In death we normally say “Ia”. In this case I did not.
Krios: I was quite saddened.
Krios: I’ve dealt with this through Deoch. I am happy he gave
Krios: me some creative will to work with.
Krios: Before I read this work, I will ask for one minute of
Krios: silence.
Krios: For death.
Krios: For life.
Krios: For everything else that matters.
Krios: *bows head, and clasps his hands*
Malphas: *lowers head*
Fausty: *bows head*
Trogdorr: -bows head and puts hands together on stomach-
Galaxtic: *bows head, closes eyes*
Krios: *lifes his head and rumages in his pack*
Krios: *unfurls a parchment and clears his throat*
Krios: The follow is a poem I wrote. I hope it is enjoyed.
Krios: *smiles*
Krios: Waiting for a hint of sunrise from this frigid window pane
Krios: But nights pass on, day by sunless day, blurring all the
Krios: same
Krios: Perched on the edge of this erected stone mammoth
Krios: Peering down the bitter walls of moments soured
Krios:
Krios: The valley below, so discolored and cold
Krios: Harbor the truths of my secrets folded in rows
Krios: Lifeless hills vomiting careless into the horizon far
Krios: A wasteland, a sanctuary below the hostile stars
Krios: Such angry gems that linger starring
Krios: so boaSilence!l there, judging and teasing
Krios: Those contemptuous diamonds of horrid mirth
Krios: Unreachable heights from this desolate earth
Krios:
Krios: It started with song, such a sad sad innocent melody
Krios: The notes wriggled into ears so beautifully
Krios: Like small worms burrowing, but so slow, so sweetly
Krios: With no mind, I accepted them discretely
Krios:
Krios: Don’t tell your mother, don’t tell your closest friend
Krios: Such a sorrowful song, that you must see its end
Krios: So tragic, so lonely, what pain, what deceit
Krios: Hold on to these memories so tightly to keep
Krios:
Krios: Listen to that sweet lament how it seduces, how it calls
Krios: How it brings you down, how it takes you down
Krios: How it makes you fall, how it makes you feel
Krios: Don’t tell anyone that it makes you real
Krios:
Krios: Sing sweet sorrow, seducing rapture
Krios: Such a sad sad story lonely and scarred
Krios: Sweetly ripping heart strings as it tears
Krios: Cleaning the soul until its bared
Krios:
Krios: It touched me so I could only gaze
Krios: Paralyzed, trapped within its twilight maze
Krios: I inhaled the infinite, and the song became mine
Krios: I dared not bite down the words or let eyes stray
Krios: Krios: Its silky surface I soothed with care
Krios: Cracks I felt under th ehard obsidian glare
Krios: Imperfect, but precious I was left in awe
Krios: Lungs grew heavy and my heart began to fall
Krios:
Krios: I tried smoothing the broken song
Krios: But the notes blistered, cutting paled lips
Krios: Splinters sank deep, craving blood red
Krios: As melancholy madness began to spread
Krios:
Krios: The notes grew mad, and the tower grew
Krios: The walls surrounded, with their deathly hue
Krios: From teh ground I shot, the bruised sky above
Krios: Far from everything that I called love
Krios: *rolls up the parchment*
Pantalaimon: *applauds*
Boann: *takes a deep breath in somber reflection*
Hayate: *wipes a tear off of his face*
Krios:
Krios: ((
Krios: I want to remind everyone that the Sgrian temple and the
Krios: beliefs that are expressed by our characters is fictional.
Krios: We have a love for the dark and mysterious.
Krios: If -you- ever need help. Talk to a friend. Life is always
Krios: worth living.))
Krios: Now we will end this with closing prayer.
Pantalaimon: *puts a hand on his back*
Pantalaimon: And if YOU need a friend, we’re here for you.
Krios: *smiles* Danku~
Quelrine: *swallows and wipes her hands on her dress*
Krios: *bows head, closes eyes*
Elphame: *bows her head*
Malphas: *bows head*
Trogdorr: -bows head and thinks-
Boann: *bows and closes eyes*
Galaxtic: *bows head, closes eyes*
Hayate: *closes eyes*
Krios: Deoch the beginning and Sgrios the end
Krios: A straight line twisted and askew
Krios: The ink dries and flakes away
Krios: Absorbed by the abyss, forgotten
Krios: Oh decay, how I love thee
Krios: Tediously working as we wake and as we sleep
Krios: Whispering sweet nothings in our gentle embrace
Krios: Unbias and steady, so graceful and cold
Krios: To this I kneel and humbly give thanks to our lord
Krios: Ia Sgrios~
Trogdorr: La.
Malphas: Ia
Galaxtic: Ia
Boann: Blessed be those who live the truth with a spark in their
Boann: heart.
Elphame: Ia.
Boann: Ia Uggae.
Trogdorr: -raises head and thinks-