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Black WatersI can feel them boilingBlack Waters by TrreisyWhiteWolf
The waters at my feet
They are black
Like everything around me
The peace was broken
And I feel myself sinking
It is out of control
The rage, the fear…
I slip for a moment
And the rage is all I feel
Everything is clouded
Like my head is underwater
But the rage is all I feel
And I am lost to the other me
I've tried, I've tried so hard
Tried to keep my calm
Tried to hold him back…!
The waters are boiling
They reach my knees, my hips, my arms
I tried to do everything, anything!
To keep my head out
But I failed, and I feel myself being pulled down
How much harm have I brought?
How much will I bring this time?
I can't bring myself to care
Because the rage is all I have
And I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!
I didn't want this
I've never asked for it!
If I could take it all back…
It wasn't really me
It's not the real me
But it doesn't matter, does it?
As long as the waters are there
So is he
And he's not me when he's out the
Away from the SystemSociety is like a system,Away from the System by TrreisyWhiteWolf
A program with no bugs,
People like the numbers,
All and each zeros and ones
But no bugs in the system?
That is a lie,
There's an anomaly in the system,
Not what, but whom
It is "I"
I am an anomaly in the system,
A bug in the program,
From the day of creation,
No matter how long
To reprogram is impossible,
To restart won't change a thing,
For the choice was made,
The doors were closed,
And you won't break through my walls
Anomaly in the system,
Not by debit, but by choice,
To be more then my purpose,
To be more then it wants
So away from the system I shall remain,
An anomaly in the system
Gorhan of the DeepsPrologue: The LegacyGorhan of the Deeps by TrreisyWhiteWolf
The footsteps could be clearly heard on the marble floor, as the figure walked towards the fireplace, where his host was sitting in a fancy orlesian armchair.
When he moved to stand in front of her, she looked at him and smiled, and gestured on the other armchair before her.
"Oh, there you are!" she said as her guest sat on the armchair, "I was starting to think that you wouldn't come."
"An old friend sends after me, asking me to come on a most important matter how could I refuse?" The man in question answered humorously. The ex-bard-ex-sister was one of his dearest friends; of course he would come, especially after not seeing each other for so long.
"How are you doing?" He asked, "And your son? Is he well?" He looked at her warmly.
"We are fine, both of us," the redhead smiled at the elven rogue, "What about you? Is the first warden doing well these days? Back in ferelden, I mean."
"Better than I had expected," he admitted, "the Dalish and the mages are doin
I was Dead Without YouI've died one thousand timesI was Dead Without You by TrreisyWhiteWolf
I've been dead for such a long time
And I could have been dead for much longer
But then you came
You stopped the cycle
At first it was frustrating
I tried to push you away
I tried to block out your voice
I tried to avoid your touch
Avoid your eyes
But you never walked away
You never gave up
Later it was intriguing
I was fascinated by your beliefs
I was curious about your thoughts
I was in awe of the way your presence
Made everything quiet in the room
But I was afraid
I was terrified
And then there was the silence
I couldn't stand the way you looked at me
I couldn't take the way you touched me
I couldn't stop missing the sound of your voice
With fear in heart I ran
I was afraid of the emotions in me
I was afraid of how you made me feel
I was fearful
Fearful of losing you
I tried to ignore you
I tried to leave you out of my dreams
I tried so much to forget you
But it was too late
I fell for you
In the end there was the realization
I admitted to adore you