I shall be a teacher of high school Agriculture!
All shall praise me and do my work! Mwahahahahaha!
Hopeless Soul Cast away in a prison in the guise of an asylum. A noble knight silently battled half-remembered thoughts. The descent into madness occurs rapidly when one is dead.Hopeless Soul by Harzlek
The knight began to weep at the thought of a family that may have been his, forced to fend for themselves. A grotesque rat nervously scurried across the floor, anxious the dead man would set upon it. The knight looked at it, revulsion showing through his mask of sorrow. his hand wandered up to hang from a ragged hole in the chest plate, over a hole where his heart should have been.
He was woken by a scraping sound. He knew not how long he slept, it could have been an hour, or a month. One loses track of time in a dark cell. It took his dusty mind a few minutes to recognize the sound coming from the high ceiling. Full realization hit him as a sharp spear of wintry light struck his face.
The dismal face of a soldier who has seen too much stared down at him. The knight recogn
Traas KeasA day indistinguishable to others,Traas Keas by Harzlek
the queen summoned her loyal knight,
she spake these words.
"Dost though have an observance,
of the state of the holiness's affairs?
Which I do mean to say that,
dost thou observe any detriments in thy king?"
Traas looked upon his queen,
confusion and worry crossed his features.
"My lady, my position, such as it is,
is lowly and allows me not to critique mine superiors.
Why, pray tell, dost thou ask this of me?!
If I were to respond, treasonous I would be!"
The queen, who was at all times faultless,
pressed once more with her question.
Traas reacted with inordinate displeasure,
Alas! One must not dismiss the request of their deity.
Traas responded, as if handling a royal treasure.
"His royal highness, the king of kings, the god of gods,
cannot be refuted. though, were one to view his holiness as but a simple ruler,
one would observe a great many detriments."
The queen pondered his words.
If a royal servant could see the corruption seeping from the sea
Traas FauxA story to happen in the future,Traas Faux by Harzlek
A time when the human race is aged.
The date is unknown,
Consensus is not present.
Gone is war, not including strife.
Civilization has stagnated
The foreign kings and queens are aged
with the high king most of all.
The royalty appeared long ago
to reassemble a race shattered.
These people were alien to humanity,
though, now the reason for taking control
has been lost by them,
their memories slowly faded.
With a power unnatural,
humans were subdued
by beings immortal.
A great monarchy has evolved
into faux godliness.
The hero of the empire,
which we shall call the "realm" for the use of this story,
was a knight served for twenty generations
who served his queen with utmost devotion and excellence.
His skills were as varied as they were exceptional.
And, whenever he was called upon,
he served with such commitment
that his own mortality had hung in the balance many times.
This was for a reason that he would rather face death himself
rather than the shame o
Explanation.My life has been hard, though, most have had it worse. While some may call it luck, I like to think of it as prudence. I survived the end of days. Not, just barely. I actually emerged from the the debris of civilization better off than before.Although I do not wield as much power as in my former life, I am more satisfied with my current position. I work with a decent man. He may not seem so great on the outside; in fact, he is a cold and ruthless bastard that will use any situation, and I mean any, to better his own position.Explanation. by Harzlek
Overlooking all of that; after you chisel through the tough exterior, you find a deeply sympathetic man that has been forced to distance himself from a miserable reality, or risk losing that special quality. That rare trait that sets him above and beyond the now all-to-common scum that walk the world today.
But, this story did not begin with him, it began with me. Me, the lonely politician that became a governor due to family pressure and lack of any distinct dire