Nathrangking

Endless Tapestry

A still voice forever singing wraps all of the world in the softest cloak that can ever be and has ever been. It comforts all and chases back the cold even as the frigid sun ascends from its slumber beneath the ground. Most sublime music enters the soul of a frozen realm sparking within it something so true that it pierces the veil between all realities. Powers at once so terrifying that highest crags shake down to their roots at the heart of all stones and yet so comforting saturate everything in a perfume more passionate than descriptions can ever quantify. It reaches through walls of iron and calls forth flames not destructive, but warming and healing. Barriers crumble and are forever lost while breath that brings from the dust an ocean of mauve lilacs. This scent embraces both the stars and sand. All drift in this river both fast-moving and most hypnotic in its appearance. Gaze into the depths and be transported to a place where the storms of the troubled shores of humanity shatter but never disturb. Countenance of the healer of existence thy eyes wield the sun and moon as shields. Soothing winds carry your words and thunderclaps are the weapons with which darkness is beaten back into hiding. Smile that raises from dead earth life most pure were all the treasures of the history weighed against it they would be baubles and trinkets lacking in even the illusion of worth. That which descended in the void now floats upon wings not of flesh, but of a symphony ever growing in complexity and unparalleled beauty. Reservoir of wisdom that irrigates all realities crystal are your fierce waters. The deities whose domains claim knowledge as their own drink deep drafts from you lest they be exposed to all for charlatans. A dream eternal calls me into its haunting embrace. Unbreakable bonds that none would ever fight pull me ever deeper into an oasis that is no mirage. Image all too real eternity leads me and I go now and until all fades away.