'The Untold Story of the Rainmaker' is my new audio-novel EP, featuring my vocals together with poems written and narrated by Jessie Summer Hayes.
'The Harbinger' is the second out of 5 episodes.
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- STORY -
"After listening to the first recording, Oisin finds out the girl that was next to him while he was in coma left to find a cure for his illness. Following her voice, he reached a cathedral at the borders of the city, where peasants used to worship a group of gods, The Blood Wardens. Legends told they were once sealed in statues of marble, holding the world as sign of power and hope. However, many misbelievers ask themselves why a god would ask for blood - they think the Wardens' statue has been misunderstood. According to them, it should be seen as a 'multitude, or division, of ancient gods eternally condemned to hold the weight of the world, constantly in fatigue as a punishment for an evil will'.
The coma took everything away from Oisin. The colors around him seem to have faded. He is nothing but a walking machine. He follows the girl's voice as if it was his own conscience, moved by an unbearable desire to find her again.
Droplets of black blood are falling from his hand into the pool.
He offered a bit of his life to the brave gods, just like she and others did before him. However, something unusual happens.
Heavy steps of chained feet can be heard, but nothing can be seen.
Oisin cannot feel anything but a chaotic power. Something new flows in his veins with enough strenght to walk, run, react and fight anything that stands between him and his destination.
This was never mentioned in the old tales, but Oisin does not remember. No thoughts in his mind. The only reality is whatever happens in front of his eyes.
The bells are tolling. The dusty, tall cathedral gates open slowly, shaking the ground like an earthquake.
Outside, the Forest of the Black Trees awaits. It is a forbidden land, said to be constantly roamed by a bird-like shadow hidden under a mysterious white mask. Only a few people know what lies in the heart of the forest... probably for a reason.
According to the message found in the cathedral, the girl too was able to enter the forest. The third recording is probably there.
It's time to move forward."
- POEM -
Pale walls rise into shining stone spires,
their shadow rings with dark lost bells,
the cathedral guards the gates,
guards the vanished way I must take,
howling woods lie beyond the arches,
old tales of Endorphin line the branches,
perhaps the cure for all your darkenings..
Silence sings inside these doors,
their twisted stone bodies rise before,
my kneeling form:
‘Blood Wardens bless me, take me -
let my blood-crafted jewels adorn your blue settled pool,
bless me, we await thee,
blood will wake thee
or bathe my body,
wreck my bark in thy waters.’
Dusty bells are tolling,
I stand -
blood has dripped from my hand,
the heavy gates swing open like the trees beyond,
whose dark arms are welcoming me -
to bless me,
consecrate my journey.
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2 окт 2024
