The squire pondered the trials and tribulations he has experienced throughout his journey. Those he saved..and those he was unable to. The friends he made along the way and the enemies he cut down. The times he laughed while sitting at a campfire with his companions..the times he despaired when they breathed their last. His convictions were tested and his morality was brought to question as he experienced for himself the cruelty of humanity. The boundless indulgence in the cardinal sins. The inhumane cruelty they inflict on others because of greed, lust, envy, jealousy, pride, ignorance..and yet he must continue to tread this path for he has made an oath. He will continue walking forward without looking back while helping those in need. The wind rustled gently causing his cape to ripple occasionally as he walked down the long, winding path heading to his next destination at the end of the field of flowers. This has truly been a long and arduous journey, and yet, it is just the beginning.
"Reflect in the fields, Squire; for there is much to uncover amidst the tall grasses, and in the soft, quiet earth lies the promise of a deeper... understanding...watch the grass flow in waves the wind howl and whisper, thine mind is clouded yet it is a sunny day. Let yourself reflect your surroundings Young Squire."
In ruins where the ancient shadows sleep, A lone figure strides, crimson mantle deep, Through halls of stone where silence breathes its lore, And whispers of past glories ever soar. The sky, a canvas, burns in colors bold, While scarlet fields and blooms of cobalt cold Sway in the breath of time, their petals bright, Against the pillars shorn of gods’ old light. What deeds have carved these arches to the bone? What kings did weep beneath this granite throne? And who is he that walks this path of flame, A keeper of an unremembered name? O soul, wrapped in the crimson of the fates, Do you recall the songs behind those gates? Or do your steps, relentless, seek in vain, A kingdom lost, an everlasting pain? Still falls the dust in silent, drifting flight, While embers dance in symphonies of light. Here, past and present’s tethered threads entwine, Where hope meets ruin on the edge of time.
Reflection is both key and lock. "Before I start, I must see my end. Destination known, my mind’s journey now begins. Upon my chariot, heart and soul’s fate revealed. In time, all points converge, hope’s strength resteeled. But to earn final peace at the universe’s endless refrain, We must see all in nothingness... before we start again." -- Diamond Dragons (series)
The squire pondered the trials and tribulations he has experienced throughout his journey.
Those he saved..and those he was unable to. The friends he made along the way and the enemies he cut down.
The times he laughed while sitting at a campfire with his companions..the times he despaired when they breathed their last.
His convictions were tested and his morality was brought to question as he experienced for himself the cruelty of humanity.
The boundless indulgence in the cardinal sins. The inhumane cruelty they inflict on others because of greed, lust, envy, jealousy, pride, ignorance..and yet he must continue to tread this path for he has made an oath.
He will continue walking forward without looking back while helping those in need.
The wind rustled gently causing his cape to ripple occasionally as he walked down the long, winding path heading to his next destination at the end of the field of flowers.
This has truly been a long and arduous journey, and yet, it is just the beginning.
I love the detail that in each video the squire looks more adult, in vision that it is growing
implying that he is no longer a child and that with his knowledge and training he is already prepared to face greater evils.
@@marlaska-y7l Would he become a knight soon?
"Reflect in the fields, Squire; for there is much to uncover amidst the tall grasses, and in the soft, quiet earth lies the promise of a deeper... understanding...watch the grass flow in waves the wind howl and whisper, thine mind is clouded yet it is a sunny day. Let yourself reflect your surroundings Young Squire."
In ruins where the ancient shadows sleep,
A lone figure strides, crimson mantle deep,
Through halls of stone where silence breathes its lore,
And whispers of past glories ever soar.
The sky, a canvas, burns in colors bold,
While scarlet fields and blooms of cobalt cold
Sway in the breath of time, their petals bright,
Against the pillars shorn of gods’ old light.
What deeds have carved these arches to the bone?
What kings did weep beneath this granite throne?
And who is he that walks this path of flame,
A keeper of an unremembered name?
O soul, wrapped in the crimson of the fates,
Do you recall the songs behind those gates?
Or do your steps, relentless, seek in vain,
A kingdom lost, an everlasting pain?
Still falls the dust in silent, drifting flight,
While embers dance in symphonies of light.
Here, past and present’s tethered threads entwine,
Where hope meets ruin on the edge of time.
AI poem from toolbaz
Reflection is both key and lock.
"Before I start, I must see my end.
Destination known, my mind’s journey now begins.
Upon my chariot, heart and soul’s fate revealed.
In time, all points converge, hope’s strength resteeled.
But to earn final peace at the universe’s endless refrain,
We must see all in nothingness... before we start again."
-- Diamond Dragons (series)
Finally another one's been dropped, I've been waiting for this cuh🤧
How do i get this picture, i wanna make it my wallpaper lol.
Thou art cockalot
Who tf is your squire
I have your music on in the background in my home most hours of the day and nights. It’s truly wonderful work, please never stop creating 💛
couldnt you make a melody with a more happy tune for once?