Hide your fires

[MelonBallZ]

  
   missing..?
    
No, no. I was adopted.  
   
Just because he won't do paperwork doesn't make him any less of a father. 
 
Sure, people say he's a bad guy..
    
   

  
     
..But I'm just glad to have a lot of siblings.
  
I always wanted to be a big brother.

[MelonBallZ]

I remember.. 

..Ashes falling..

..like snow.

I remember..
   

The starlight.
 
 

 
How it set the thatch alight and shattered bricks.

The world I had once known was gone in a brilliant flash..

And he enlightened me.

It was your fault this happened.




It had always struck me as strange how as time went on mother and father began to keep us in the house more often. I could see the suspicion in their eyes, the concern, the worry.

For some reason mom and dad always had more gold than anyone in the village and they started hiring guards. They would rather stay around our home than go with the peddlers!

And.. It only became worse after Armand died. Oh, Arry.. If only you could see what I can do. What we could have done together.

If they had not made that promise.. If they had not gone back on their word..

Well, no sense in focusing on ifs!
 


  
 
We got on a boat and went to this strange land where people's names were different.
  
Mom and dad told me Armand was a family name. Mine was too, but I never liked being called Vinny.
  
Well I thought for a long time on what I wanted to be called instead and it was under my nose all along!
  
  

  
 You can call me Oznan!
  

It's good to be back.

[MelonBallZ]

  
  
 

Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Osrona.
  
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies
But stranger still is
Lost Osrona.
  
Songs that the Nethradin shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Osrona
 
Song of my soul, my voice is dead;
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Osrona.

[MelonBallZ]

Father. 

 

When my hatred for you waned, I found something in you that could be loved.
 
My naïve passion misled me, and it was only when I was given the clarity of a tranquil mind that I recognized how fortunate I was.
 
For everything I've done to follow the path laid out before me, I'm a transformed man, hardly human in the eyes of many.
 
My parents, my brother, what I could have been, who I could have loved.
 
I know that I have lost these, but still I was not robbed.
 
We must all make sacrifices.
 
I used to wonder how you could stand to be so reviled until I saw how you were adored.
 
The difference between hero and villain was which side of the world we stood on.
 
The journey to harden my heart was not to make a monster.

It was to help me stand fast when I bear their fury for the truth I seek to bring to the world.

I wonder when their hatred wanes..

..Will they find something in me to love?