Dance with my demons Stroll through my darkness Become engulfed in my flames It’s never boring With a girl like me If you love me I love you harder Not a competition By any means I just want to show you What being loved by me Really means I’ll embrace all your shadows If you can look me in the eye And tell me you meant it When you said You’d never put my heart out on the line I’ve been taken for granted I’ve been dragged through the flames I need someone Who says what they really mean I don’t take it lightly When you say you love me Especially if I say always So tell me Will you dance this dance With me

Fighting demons takes a lot. Fighting demons hurts a lot. Fighting demons takes bravery. Fighting demons takes experience.

Never go alone, in the dark of the realms. Never hide about, for demons can smell. Never make a noise, for the demons can hear.

Demons. Demons. Demons.

They live under a rule of one. And that’s the one and only….

Never make grudges with a demon. For they have the greed to kill. Maybe you, maybe your friend.

Be aware, be cruel. Never sleep, never stop. Always think, always move.

And absolutely, absotutely, NEVER die. That makes the demons come. Demons run. Demons demolish.

Going crazy. Going nuts. Never stop. Never weep. Never make noise. Never….. NEVER…. NEVER!!!

the one and only me… The one and only…. Demons live… Under a rule…

N-never stop… Always move… This is crazy… Stop… Walk…

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Fighting your daemons Slay the darkness with spirit Do not be afraid Tessa🦋

One thousand years. It’s a long time. Too fucking long. I shouldn’t be here now, I should be long at rest in the ground, but no I’m still here, fighting other people’s petty, dirty wars. Finally when the remaining soldiers and I finally think it’s over a bastard eagle blocks out the sky bearing more death and destruction. It all started when two small kingdoms thrones were usurped by two scheming wankers calling themselves the last of the mages showed up, decided to go to war and constantly tried to one up each other. One raised an army of the dead, the other cursed us, his so called subjects to fight for him until the war was won, however long that would be. One thousand bloody years and counting. It went on and on and now we’re faced with unnaturally large and deformed fucking creatures, this one an iron beaked monstrosity of an eagle. And that’s where I am now, leading a small phalanx of troops ahead of the main body of our army, the advance team. Our mission to reveal any weaknesses of our newest enemy. We’re expected to die today and, truthfully, thank fuck for that. Sword raised high above my head I lead the charge. Screaming a cry as loud as I can “for death!”.

Silervius the Prime stood with his mere 100 men at the highest point of the Black Forest, all eyes skyward, watching, waiting. Glilinell the Consul, Silervius’ lifelong friend, wrapped his cloak tighter about him and sighed. “I... I do have faith, Silervius, but are you sure about this? What we’re doing here tonight; it’s unheard of.” Silervius turned his head ever so slightly, his eyes never leaving the sky. “That is why it is sure to work, Glilinell. All the greatest wars have provided an evolution to strategy. This is necessary, no matter the outcome.” Silervius looked his friend in the eye now, “Do you see?” Glilinell did not reply, but returned to the watch and thought back on what brought them to this point.

Ten years previous was the first time Silervius and Glilinell had heard of ‘Chaklu’, a giant crow-like bird that had been terrorising the new villages popping up all over Keemraska, and it was seen heading straight towards them; the new warrior village of Gilrady. Silervius, only the Prime’s second at this point, gathered the men and set a defensive perimeter. Rezzick the Prime bounded out of the front gates with Glilinell the Consul close behind and met with Silervius the Prime-Regent and their other 500 warriors. “Look to the skies, men! I want this bird for our feast!” Rezzick bellowed, and the men roared back. Almost as if in reply, the mighty Chaklu was heard screeching in the distance, towards the Black Forest. Again the bird shrieked, rising high and then begun ploughing towards the village.

The mighty Chaklu descended upon the village of Gilrady like a chaotic tornado yet the warriors fought on, and on, until almost none remained. They hacked and slashed for hours but the bird would not give up, not even after Rezzick stabbed and blinded the bird in one eye the moment before he was gobbled up. Eventually, when only 200 men remained, the bird gave up its fight and retired to the Black Forest. For years the warriors of Gilrady followed and fought the mighty Chaklu, but they could never beat the beast. Finally, the new Prime, Silervius, vowed that a different strategy was needed, and Glilinell had an idea.

“Stop! This is wrong, Silervius!” Borrel insisted. “You desired the Primeship, Borrel, but you did not win it. I drew first blood, remember? Now, return to your watch. If the bait worked, Chaklu will be here soon.” Borrel tried to calm the fire in his blood, but he knew this wasn’t the way of the warrior.

Chaklu didn’t give them much time to prepare. The beast rose above them out of nowhere and locked eyes with Silervius and Glilinell as long time enemies. “Now!” Silervius shouted, and 100 men lifted Chaklu’s giant baby in to the air. “Is this what you’ve been looking for?” He smiled.

“No!” Borrel yowled. He nocked an arrow faster than anyone could stop him and let loose at the giant baby bird.