Fym

Deep in the ruptured jungle Where the river dives and dies Is a simple cabin, where a lonely scholar hides And she's lost in study, on the night before a storm When an arcane letter slides in beneath the door 'Wait! Oh deliv'rer!' Too late; not a remnant in the mist So the scholar uncoils the parchment in her fist 'Dear Fym Sallow Ever closer to the truth I can lift the power That residеs inside of you' Young, but awake A destiny еver calling after her A runaway Daleian girl Cataloguing creations and hereafters There's no sense to this parchment I've read it through and through It's all too much, I've had enough I know it can't be true I lie awake in the sweat of a dream I hear her call, I'm not sure what it means The Azdinist speaks of the Den of Dawns Promises power, says I belong I belong Watch, as a silence begins to shroud the pragmatist's lair And a new sun rises, but she hasn't left her chair She's awash with wonder, yet impish in denial This 'Den of Dawns' no more than an institute of lies A delusion, sculpted by a ludic fantasist Who, despite their ardour, have failed to convince 'Dear Fym Sallow', after finding where she is In the ruptured jungle, where no-one lives I lie awake in the sweat of a dream Dwell in her spells, I'm disinclined to believe The Azdinist tells of the shattered sword Scatter the glassblade into the world I was a gath'rer of absolute truths Now I ruminate on the absurd The Azdinist speaks of the Den of Dawns Tells of the task - seek out the shards! (Here in the Cuthrealm of eternal dawn We trust in the Azdinist to bring us the one To seek out the Paluns of the Umbral sword We wait with an offering for the day you come) (Here in the Cuthrealm of eternal dawn) Here, in the Den of Dawns (We trust in the Azdinist to bring us the one) We trust her to bring us the one (To seek out the Paluns of the Umbral sword) Of the Umbral Sword (We wait with an offering for the day you come to us) On the day you come to us In the Cuthrealm of the Den of Dawns We trust in the Mistress, and she will bring us the one Who'll seek out the fragments of the Umbral sword And once they're delivered, it can be reforged as one With the sister blade of Lustre You'll siphon every piece of Umbra Sink your blade in the distortion Be not afraid, as the darkness fades Here, in the ruptured jungle I can't make up my mind I lie awake in the sweat of a dream Dwell in her spells, disinclined to believe The Azdinist speaks of the Den of Dawns Promises power, says I belong I was a gath'rer of absolute truth Now I ruminate on the absurd The Azdinist speaks of the Den of Dawns But I'll stay right here, 'til something occurs

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

There I was, living on my own With the wild jungle fox I'd adopted But since she died, I've a hollower life And I'm feeling much less productive But the message, it came And I'm in disarray Could it be? Should I leave? Can it wait for a day? I'm not brave, but to stay is a waste of a fate There's a foreign figure at my door (Knocking at the door!) Listen, Mistress, I've no interest I just like to read Just because I've done my research Doesn't mean it's meant for me Yes, I guess I'm curious but That is where this ends There is nothing you could do To get this girl to leave the nest! The Mistress frowns, looks me up and down Before grinning into a laughter 'Oh my dear Fym, you poor lonely thing I have just the companion you're after' With a flourish, the sorceress conjures the image of A Lavender Fox beside her Stood as tall as a man, with a wonderous wingspan I blink, but the illusion is gone! I'm stunned, 'Okay! I believe in your power! I can be who you need just watch!' Listen, Mistress, I was dubious But now I'm convinced Soif I'm to be your student Where do I begin? Yes, I guess I'm curious and There is much to learn By the vulpine wing, I'll travel You can have my word! We head to the base of a mountain Through a window of light The Mistress says I must climb it alone Before I'm able to fly At the top is a Warden The keeper of the blade I must practise and prove I am worthy To wield what the Mistress made

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

My feet slip through fern mist and nettle As I rise the isolate spire Textures are found and forgotten My mind a menag'rie of zeal and abnormal desire There is a breeze albeit directionless It signals no change in time nor change in temperature My thighs grow weak the incline is merciless The test that awaits me doubtlessly far more arduous Do I have the mettle? Thе sword-keeper waits at the summit Herе's where my Azdinic journey begins (Here's where I show myself worthy to him) I may be afraid but I'll learn The trees and the steepness diminish And I'm at the top There in the clearing stands an acolyte (He beckons me and) I follow on into a clastic shrine Harsh and reluctant (My instructor ever doubting me) But still I persist until my Azdin shines I cast the fire Suffer the strain regain my might The more I acquire The less of a doubt in my master's eyes On the precipice Posture the wind and sway the light Birth of a sorceress Azdinist And when the blood spills from my mouth And I think of home I know I'm due to focus up Hone my body and test myself Anchor like there's no way out Tenfold my regeneration As I reach the plethora of power My teacher crosses the shrine 'Here behind this door resides the promised sword It's yours so take it if you can' When all my strength fell redundant my memory offered the key So I hurl one last whip of fire as I recall the lock Esoteric as it seems I've read about these things I watch as the lock yields (And the door begins to shift) Revealing some smothered light-source in a blackened sheath (Suitably Lustrous) 'See the blade is named becomingly This blade is yours and only yours to wield' I cast the fire (Suffer the strain regain my might) The more I acquire The less of a doubt in my master's eyes On the precipice Posture the wind and sway the light Birth of a sorceress Azdinist I swallow back nerves and bile in my mouth It's time to make my way down My feet slip through fern mist and nettle Say goodbye as I glide from crest to the core The paluns I seek each swathed in umbral distortion The first lies beneath a bloom of flowers opulent 'There is a breeze that only a petal could learn from' This dreary riddle was his final verse before I left My quest is to start at the chasm 'Fox Lavender waits at the edge to take me across' I arrive but the creature is absent The winds of the void enfevered The bloom past the chasm so fertile yet so far away

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

SKY SAILING The Lavender Fox descends, and scampers beside me A pouch of petals fastened under its throat And I understand The wind’s riddle resolved, our flightpath revealed As passenger, I hurl a handful And we greet the air! At the whim of the wind Lashing and pulling Maneuevring, eye on our shepherd, our petals of pink Hoping they’re helping and Trust me, new friend My heart rests on your wings now Wе left the nest with a chasm bеneath Still I trust you, new friend In our first elevation For a moment, our course holds steady And then we’re High again We’re sky sailing Winding in turbulence Found in friendship BEYOND THE BLOOM In awe, we land before the fragrant veil Our first steps treading technicolour So far beyond the pale Though I could cast a fire T’would be a pity to destroy When we’ve no shortage of time What lies here, beyond Umbra’s bloom? Though I could burn away I would much rather preserve this Such pleasant distortion I sheathe my blade We push into the bouquet Stumble into Rapturous blackness Since we play the fool of the flowers This prison beyond them is nothing But death-grey decay All that we touch turns to soot And we trample on Yes! We must wander on! The murk of the gravewood It vastly encumbers my senses And yet, I feel sure of a presence that mirrors our stride The Lavender Fox, it whips around As if to accuse a wilting shrub But there is nothing there Naught but the shade Lustre illuminates As soon as I brandish, it is gleaming I am led by the blade Deep in the false night Tendrils of ghost-wood start clinging Every step forward, the bracken resisting our stride I feel it crawling my shin, cut it back - it coils again Why must you persecute Wraith of the glade? Do we approach the core? Or do we die here in the strangle As the plantlife contorts? The smother continues, but still I slice against its grasp I strain ‘til my eyes sting - ahead I see the source! Just a little more! This web will not be my grave! Just as we reach the core I turn to see the Lavender Fox Poor thing, ensnared by its wing… How much will be severed By this blade if I…?! My one-winged companion Abandons, in gruesome mistrust And I’m left alone with my deed With eyes too inflamed to be fuddled by glamour I sink my friend-stained blade into the palun And it sings, as it siphons The bloom above begins to die WILT Petal on fox-blood, my new sheath As all around me Colour rains, the sun prevails Yet harm is all I care to deal and dwell on If I had thought that it would end this way That every bloom was due its wilt I would have scorched the opulence No flower should be worth more than a wing How could I have known I lie alone, entombed In what remains of something beautiful This shedding, never ending Keep me buried Help obscure my crime And as the essence of the palun Sinks from forest to the blade I sense its burden, feel its venomous Reminder of the choices that I’ve made

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

How many years have I done this alone now? How many wonders have I swindled or bled from their home While I'm so far removed from my own There is no way to know If I cared, and I don’t Yonder fountain, and field of red lightning No enchantment ornate as my own Tread over sea, sent to seek, steal and leave Everything withering in wake of my wave Wind in my stride Carries a cloud Crimson as my eyes It's not that I don't feel alive I just feel untouched by the passing of time All that I know is This way to behavе Bother and burden Won’t stop me thеse days Nothing compares to The weight of the blade It glistens like a cascade Gasps like a lung Well maybe I sold myself cheap Or should I be grateful for the journey that was thrust upon me? It depends where it leads, where it ends On the state of my sorcery The way that it's spent Ever since Ultor, the mountain, my teacher I've had a fire who yearns for release And since the bloom, I have reason to assume All shall wilt, never wait for those weak to the blaze Destiny calls Wailing like winter Both broken, and sharp So harden your heart Though old, still a fool Pray light be my guide All that I know is This way to behave Empathy severed By the hand of endeavour With no way to measure The weight of the blade It listens in the darkness It tastes as a tongue The Mistress, she waits in the den of dawns I dare not return, but the blade weighs so much …well, maybe I could… Oh to be bound by the weight of the blade So hard to see past the weight of the blade For every light stolen adds weight to the blade One-hundred years of my life to the weight of the blade All that I know is This way to behave Empathy severed By the hand of endeavour With no way to measure The weight of the blade It listens in the long night It whistles a song like a Bird, much too heavy to fly away We've wedded the ground and accepted our fate Rather than dwell on the things we've lost We deal in destruction to the wonders of the world

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

Pilgrim to pilgrim He gave his advice 'Head North-East, to the frost-web of winter’ Well, now I've arrived here Bracing the blizzard Finding the maze What a curious structure I'll set it ablaze This tumultuous sound in my head It ceases my carnage, it shrieks and it begs As I venture this prism of ice I am forced to extinguish my fire Something in the glacier calls Speaks without a sound to me What has been begotten here? Umbra, what have you done? (Speak to mе With sorcery) I focus my Azdin, search for the call and Wait, wait, I wait Until, at last I can hеar the spectres of the ice! ’Let us be, beast of fire Meek, we are defenceless We are light within the ice Living but with no way out Must you melt that which holds our life?' Prisoner to prisoner I understand All of you, guide me through the kingdom And I'll stay my hand (Beast of fire) Show me the way and we can shine together (Beast of fire) Spawn of light Lead me to your frozen heart (Beast of fire) Listen to me Trust my mercy, lest you'll burn Guide me through the kingdom We reach winter's blinding kernel Palun in my gaze Pallid dawning in my mind I promised to spare them, but if I remove the source Then, without light, they will die How do I spare you? I'll replace that which I take I can afford to be kind So shine

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

Why, Fym, why ever did you hurt me? Some friend, she left me in the darkness Back and forth, I pad across the den of dawns Dragging with me, my one wing Just like me, it's seen better days Just like me, it had purpose in a pair I'm useless to a pack That panders to my woe They offer tasks to keep me entertained When I sigh, they look away Oh I wish I had a wing I wouldn't ever give the other up though It's all I have left now I'm Nothing but a lavender you pickеd before it could bloom Still, herе in my home I adjust to being alone But I feel like I'm wasting away Heal me, can anybody hear me? Waiting for somebody to see me I hear a commotion in the square God, it's been a while It's her, it's Fym She's finally returned She took my wing and gave me flight She left me there to die Now she approaches I snarl but she persists Don't touch me You've done enough already why don't you just leave me to my pain Now You come, perhaps, to end the job In a way I want you to, I hope it doesn't take long She raises her hand And brings it down to my back I wince but It's painless My vestigial limb disappears Fym: 'It's okay, my friend It's all better You need no wings You're balanced again It's okay, my friend You're all better You need no wings You're balanced again' She gave me flight I can fly again! I don't need wings I'm sky sailing Hapsyo By Rjuod Suj Sovabo Galoj Lo Mico Lo Ijo Mo Badj

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

On that night The Mistress comes Barters the price Of my return 'You have done so very well So far on your quest Put that role aside for now We are under threat An apprentice to the Gods Majgyn is his name Rise up through his trusted ranks Warn us of his ways' So I became the king (of light) A life not mine (In my disguise) I watch so many die! Morl-Majgyn With me at his right hand Scourging cities Slaying mystics All the while I keep him blind to the dawn Roij In serpent surrender My name is forfeit But forgivеn never If the dragon starts to suspеct The lives I've taken will all go to waste That's why I remain the King (of light) And dull my mind Enact his crime But still the guilt feels like it should be mine! (Light) The days just disappear A continent in fear Is there a kinder way To satiate his reign? What if I fake my further crime? With illusion I can lie What if I'm taking back my life I'm taking back my life! Sorry, Majgyn No more dying! I thought, with a smile All were cheated by a glamour At least for a while But Majgyn, he grew dubious The cracks began to show To his lair I'm summoned I think he knows 'You have done so very well I thought up til now You have disappointed me You have forced my hand' Then his malice entered me Envenomates my soul 'No longer can you disobey The Apprentice God!' I will stay the King (Of light) A life not mine (He need not doubt) There's no way out There is no way out! Morl-Majgyn!

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

Now I suffered as a mother would Considered things nobody should The day came, with so much pain But to my relief, we were just the same We were just the same One fake to share my face Still my fate and take my place In unison, we operate It's the only way So there's two of me now Just in case I didn't quite explain it With my doppel I can be in two places I divided by design Now in two minds She buys me time Doppelganger Unshackle me forever Oh Sallow Double The sister that I mothered You take the weight But as consequence She's bound to sin While I'm free to dance (After all, I'm still to do the many wicked things my lord, the serpent Wants me to) Though I am you, and I fashioned you, I pity you (Drink up the venom from the chalice, so to delegate and liberate, it's Me and you) It's you and me Oh what a devious plan! Cus there's two of us now Let's be clear, I'm still the one in pain here But damn it doppel, you are my salvation! (redemption) So stay in touch Doppelganger Unshackle me forever You know it Sallow Double You hoist me from the rubble Doppelganger I love her Though two, you are the one

Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 18, 2026

When geyser erupts By the star-pools I stir To see a crimson-eyed girl Through the mist Yes, I know her to be Fym And she comes, just like the bird Sent by the wyrms (Seeking prophecy) See past the end, won’t understand Still she must ask ’Where have your bat eyes been, friend Peer in the black no longer’ Oh, how I wish I could ‘Seer - still a self-exiled demon Redemption awaits you And child, without you I won’t leave Redtail, tell me what you see!’ Every time I shut my eyes, I fall into a dream So terrible, unable to wake I see the end, the start again, the writhing wheel The blackened coils of a snake It binds me! The geyser spills, my trance it breaks I drift away, it starts again (I should be left alone) I am no friend to you (I am no friend to you) You are no use to me (You are no use to me) I am no use to anyone anymore (I am no use to you) I have to be left alone! With tears in my eyes… Once beast on a hill Now a pitiful portent I am What have I done? What have I become? Though I implore that you leave me to the mercy of my dream Stay beside me for a while, tell me of yours travels ’til I travel to sleep

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

Here, in the final abyss Beneath my wicked wind I'm so much stronger Than when last I was here I have returned to seek A darker shard within I have no equal, so I have no fear And the rupture, it beckons This garden of the gods And the rupture, it beckons How darkness calls! Bleak architecture Woven in the walls Never seen it before But I've seen it before U A UN E AA ORA ORA You were chained hеre Your seed was sown before thе shards were thrown Profane ones Your work is at last propagated Rejuvenated by Umbra's song So leaving the shallow I sweep through a wreathe of nameless mammals Into Python The second chamber of the pit What awaits me there Fangs descend down on me I pull them out because I know I won't bleed I'll tear the demon's Flesh with the blade Bring death like a fire The fell shriek of the spawn is my choir Though I've gotten old, I feel lighter Their blood-stains make Lustre brighter SZER A UREWA EWE A AREYA SEN UREWA U In the next chamber I catch sight of A mural depiction The Shield and the Chimera Both unconventional Both may yet make their appearance What will I find here? What kind of shield and Will it help me, do I need it? What dwells down here What kind of demon is This abyssal incarnation It waits in the dark and It begs for my fire A howl deep in this trench messiah Once the shield portrayed is acquired I'll seek the child (seahorse, sealion) Though I've gotten old, I feel lighter Their blood-stains make Lustre brighter! Still, on they come On they come I'm stepping stones Treading relics now recalled A shame to stain the lost Expressions of the cult Nalu, I can hear you In the art and in the walls Nalu, I have found you Who'd have known you were so close Though I learned your name I admit I hardly know you at all On I tread, along your riverbeds Light my way, silver vein! Hidden, crawling Breathing, defacing Blast unleashed, and walls unmade Shield in sight, and not much time! Jump the rubble, snatch my prize Dodge the rain of Stone coming down All coming down! I hit the dead end But for two small tunnels It's this or I'll be smothered Two stones Tossed in right and left I focus my Azdin Listen for their landings One stone sizzles into magma So deep within the walls The left one seems to land But how can I be sure? My time - it ebbs away To the beat of the barrage Nought else to do but take one breath, and shut my eyes And… jump! This slope, it narrows as it goes And so, I let the shield go I have to lose my form And with it, I spend too much power I turn to liquid, funnel down Drip down, and reform Deep in Nalu's womb Blue encrusts these walls Like dead coral Like a corpse Yonder, Umbra calls Past the coral maw Stripped of all but sword From the void above, my foe at last comes forth Babe of the trench, you cannot know what made you Slither, seahorse snout, your flattened wings, they betray you My sense obscured I draw my sword Forget that I am not immortal Your eyes of black Your coral blasts Your godform is born so primal What's your weakness? Encrusted by the after-strikes You slowly ensured your demise So blade in hand, I take my chance And slit you from spine to the snout And though I Slay you, I find myself so spent I might as well have slain myself Still I have one more light to snuff Shining just ahead Though I've not the strength to reach it Set behind a glassy veil With I, too weak to sink the sword, to leech it I throw myself against the final seal My shattered body now a wreck I pass the verge With one last lunge I still have one more siphon left in me! We scream, as it drinks! The trench, in death, is now alive! I stumble back Buckle to my knees And shut my eyes and wait to die Inside of me, I feel it snap inside of me My enchantments, and my double All relinquished from me So Majgyn, he'd kill me anyway So fitting that the many-legged creatures swarm all over me Help me decompose, if that's what's best for me Yet through the myriad feet, I sense lavender now falling down on me Don't save me now, I'm begging you please You fool, just take the blade, abandon me

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026

Awaken The faces that surround me offer smiles They gesture to the table at my side Oh Umbra, as intended, now devised Oh saber The one to wield you has not yet been stirred A Walker to be broken from his curse My Mistress moving on, she's spent my worth And yet they fondly pour themselves down onto me Congratulate me, these fools Can they not see? My power failed, and to thе serpent we arе revealed An acolyte corrects me in my fear 'Your double, she remains, what do you mean?' I tremble as I force myself to speak I cannot see her, nor control her She is free I'm so tired But still alive Moonrise The paths intertwine At moonrise

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 11, 2026