dreaming about a truthful, forgotten past

The scent of falling ash
The heat of burning skies
Flashes and flickers
Almost like death has come.
 
Cries and laments of those
Who only wished to serve
Our disappearance destroyed all we had built
And all that is remembered is only fleeting.
 
Empty feelings and desolation
Forgotten sorrow in all below
Failing to protect, to beg and pray
I close my eyes, and meet my end.
 
You spend your whole life pretending
That the inferno was only embers
Waking up in dousing, now-useless water
In flighted reminiscence of what had been.
 
What was only known as right
Could it truly have been so wrong?
Their erasure and senseless murder
Hesitant yet, to take up arms again.
 
If we dug through Senntisten
Miles of ground and ash uncovered
Would the answers be revealed
Or would they be as ephemeral as memories?
 
Empty Lord of mine, did you truly think this through?
Your Divinity, is ascendancy really worth it all?
I wish not my impertinence, but I have seen light.
Fire and fire is more fire. I will not stand with you again.

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a/n: runescape (c) jagex, my memories (c) myself