Chains of the Flesh

I was out, I don\'t know how long though, hours, days, maybe even a week. All I know is when I woke up I woke up with a new outlook. I had seen something, in those dark places that few ever get to see. I remember slipping on the brains, then black, emptiness. I remember a pulsing all around me, and that\'s when they started, the visions. There were many, some of the past some of things I didn\'t know but seemed familiar some how. Some where dark, some where happy, some looked like they were taken right out of hell and shown before me. But one stands out among all others. The one vision that stuck with me when I finally clawed my way out of the inky blackness back into consciousness. I remember a throne. A throne of bone and crystal. Surrounded by the hordes, my hordes, more than I had at the moment but they all bowed to me and the throne. I could hear their chants rising up in the wind praising, glorifying me. And on that wind I also caught wiff of a fettid rancor and a great cacophony of screams, calling me like the sirens call of old. Untill I saw behind me the great flames, flames reaching up above the buildings a great city being purified by the inferno. I admonished myself at first for thinking that something so desturctive was pure. But slowly I got more comfortable with the thought. In this new world it was kill or be killed. Be master or servant, there were no equals anymore and one had to take charge. The fire spread engulfing the entire area but my hordes and I weren\'t touched by the flames. As the flames swirled closer I came too. Looking around I knew where I was and saw the familiar shape of my guardian, watching over me as always. I sat up and he came closer... but still stayed half the room away (aparently he learned I was apprehensive of them) I beckoned him closer and he obeyed. Then I heard the words but felt as if I wasn\'t saying them hearing them as if in a tunnel. \"Gather the others some plans need to be made and some things need to be addressed.\" The guardian looked surprised but went to do as I ordered. Looking back at me before he left I heard him say in the lifeless voice \"Your will be done Mother.\"


That\'s right I thought to myself. My will be done.