Nathrangking

Poem 19

Apathy Banished

Fields aflame blot out the light of the moon newly renewed with their putrid waves of inky choking smoke. Their destruction spreads rapidly across the realm as raiders from the depths of an accursed pit eviscerate the whole of the world. They are merciless as they slay all who stand against their onslaught. Gods and goddesses pay no heed to the carnage that is baring the flesh as well as the bones of Terra and Gaia. Outrage comes from Ceres, Demeter, and the huntresses, but the other deities rest content in their halls. Alone Diana and Artemis rain their silver arrows which do little to these ravagers that only intensify the desolation. The mothers of the harvest are taken by the rage of these demons and are slaughtered as foul sacrifices. Sightless their eyes stare in accusation heavenward as their blood seeps into the ground and drives the dying earth matrons into madness. Roars reveal a hellscape released that none seem to be able or willing to return to the abyss from which it sprung.

From another realm comes a pillar of illumination that tears the whole of the cosmos asunder with a wonderful healing beam. She who emerges glows as all of the stars in the night sky and fills the world with the greatest of compositions. It strikes the monsters dumb and blinds them as they listen to notes so sublime that no mortal could ever produce them. Joy, sorrow, freedom, and imprisonment all join together to burn away the unimaginable horror that is enveloping everything in a cloak of nightmare. This shroud is dust even as the monsters that haunted this place are smitten not by the hand of a killer, but by the voice of a healer. Each one of these doomed destroyers trembles and fall away into a state of anguish that restores everything that they ended. Goddesses harmed and killed ascend and judge their peers. Cast down into the mortal realm and stripped of everything are those who cared about themselves alone. That healer and composer stands alone as the savior of gods and the music that all can hear if they just listen to the sound of creation.