Ghilalash and The Beast

[Dragonspyre]

ATAKA AYE

 

Ghilalash stood before the open womb of Zoar, so be

But little of ruination and devastation to be begat of It

In the Time to come. Ghilalash saw spake void chars

 

Usurped from Man shall be the joy, for naught saw here

It be Daemon who lappeth the Water of Life from us. O,

Failed be our aegis of rock and caked earth, service not

 

Ghilalash felt the coiled airs clout his throat, night rob

Our voice and his, as he choked on the miasma rains

From the Beast unholy sacrilege who had rot the land

 

Ghilalash Alone, begat of wishes and wounds in war, go

To take final his arms, to go away from the desolate era

And O, Ghilalash, go to be nothing. Ghilalash, go to die!

 

Ghilalash, Ghilalash! Hath he climbed the crag not, he

Would not see! He was alone in the shadow, no things

Can be lost in men who persevere in hopeless storms!

 

So, spear and sword laced upon his greaves, and bronze

Fortitude upon the tacked and leathered flesh, binding so

By shackled chains, empty rattle echoes to be but cruel!

 

Uponst this Crag of Zion, peak on shattered world, say

Ghilalash his roar, against the violent and vile beast be

Called by men Utima, and by daemons Bii'shavath, O!

 

Belt forth: "O, Daemon who bast and rapeth the skies so

And he who defiles the Lands! So fear thee, I not, I roar a

Challenge, that if I not die, the Earth barely after survive!"

 

"Bii'shavath, Thy hand is cold and ruthless, and thy axe

A daemonic razor, but in me lies will and life. For so I've

Not even a reason to live, All is taken, so I die in glory!"

 

"Bii'shavath, Biishavath, I fear no death! If I am taken, I am

But with my fathers and their fathers in the beyond. But so

Know that as long as I live, Hell's vileness so take me not!"

 

Acrost this gorge of the Valley, cannon roar reached Him

And Bii'shavath Belted in voracious fury his boast, sent a

Sky in rot before, but nigh eviscerating the walls of Earth

 

He said, "Who be thee? That thee say to being higher a

Power and size that thy fate is not in certainty? I so did

To Terra the violence of Me, I razed all of men but thee!"

 

"I come in vicious power, nothing stands before me! O

I relict the sand of their waters, and draweth field gray

And I've paled all powers, thee want end mine hours?"

 

"I am the tempest of the Dragon, I come to vanquish O

And thou art so vain and vile, that thee, the one of luck

Now try to finish my life, but I shall send thee to knife!"

 

Bii'shavath screamed and siren fell to claw at heaven a

Message of defiance and death, "O, thee, Ghilalash so

Shall die! I am Utima, and by my hand all life shall die!"

 

AKATA AYE, UITIL CHAXL

 

AKATA DOYUE

 

How man could defy a beast like told be unthinkable!

For, O thee, Reader, thou art not the eye of Ghilalash

And so must I tell you the horrible daemon Utima be!

 

Stand he a massive demon, his haunches million ton be

Each, and he stand like the Centauri, a league in length

And half one in height. He stood vicious and proud well!

 

Strappeth upon his body a mountain, rocks and stone!

They be this, a breastplate, and his armlets made of a

Thousand boulders as if gems, lined in a band of steel

 

Each greave the hide of ten thousand animals and studs

Be lining, each an iron column, a vile spike that drip dark

This blood, and he hold in hand a sword, in other an axe

 

The Axe was Baa'shavat, the head a thousand thriced

Tons of iron, rusted but fearsome, it bearing a hilt be a

Trunk of the Tree of Eden, thin doth it embrace Babel!

 

The Sword was Baratha, a great blade to dip in curve so

And it be two leagues long, of Iron of the Meteors, of the

Steels of Dimashiq, the weapon of the Pale Rider ahead

 

His horns of wrath had twisted and touched skies, an ivory

Blade piercing the clouds as well. He flit seven wings truly

All of malice and evil, the vile things that mock all life were

 

Corruption stand, congealed scum drippeth from defilers'

Blade, lapping the viler airs from the dead petrified winds

That kill all life and let rest no soul if he be holy or evil so

 

Pestilence, the reaper blade call to the grave all be it pass!

To touch its icy razing tongue upon the shrill fiery meadow!

To take in its wings the hearts of all, and smother them so!

 

Wrath, lashing whip of fire as well embrace tail. So seen!

So witnessed! Drippeth blood abast oft thee, of wind from

Vile Rains, that defile all life and take life from the wombs

 

Carnality, raping tongue of the Mother of He, taken in life so

That the world is turned to nothing in its vile ashen ways be

The rife winds spread seeds discord amongst this innocent

 

Violence be oft of His way, He breathes it to Earth, shear

Earth with each pass, so that it shall be razed by the vile

Evil that so wrapth it in warmth and life, and it shall bleed

 

Nightmare, to fracture thy soul, and take all, it shall devour

It has now taken a hold of the mind as it did the life and no

Silent dream can claw it and the fetter it holds hard enough

 

And Damnation, the light of Hell, antithesis of a world be

The world scoff at it, and the world is torn by the flame a

Dragon shall vomit uponst it, and shall fear it for all time!

 

So I tell thee, fear it if it had come, pain shall occur furtherly

But not to Ghilalash, for in a man who hath naught left to so

Lose, the only thing to come shall be victory, but death pass

 

AKATA DOYUE UITIL CHAXL

 

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The next two Akatas are coming soon. Feedback?

[SubjectProphet]

That's great, a lot of... what should I call it?..... emotion. To bad my English is too terrible for the unknown words there, or I'd enjoy it better.

 

I figured it out step by step though.

[Dragonspyre]

Yeah, it's a complex prose, and a lot of words are constructed.

[Dragonspyre]

ATAKA TOKUYEKETE

 

Bii'shavath, wrapped in flames uponst roaring sky

Blackened miasma curlst uponst heaven's now, a

Bane uponst the coldened airs of the icy gate so!

 

O, yet yea, doth this man, Ghilalash, have not fear

Even as the wrath of Maelbolge loom in distant so

A way, though relict are the icy waters of his soul!

 

He standeth on top the mountain to see his foes

The daemon and the darkness, but still did stay

He, for Ghilalash was to give all out, for he was!

 

Heart of ilex bound in twine about boulder bound!

Thee speak and spake I, Ghilalash stood stoicly

A man that had lost all to fight with all his valour!

 

Ghilalash said in violent fury, tempest bast with

In the whitewalls of his breast, to the Daemon:

"Fight, for thy life shall be ash and void today!"

 

Bii'shavath bellowed a cry to shatter whole Terra

And raise high Baa'shavat, razing the air and so

Piercing the sky like mail, shattered it like glass

 

Baa'shavat burrowed deep into the wall of Zion

So voracious it's bloodthirst that it fissure it so

Much that hardly still that his foe on Zion stay

 

Ghilalash climbed the colossus before him, that

Great axe's head, as he ignore the crimson rain

That floweth down his hands, onto the iron crag

 

As Bii'shavath raised his axe, Ghilalash leapt

Fromst the ledges of great splinter to another

As he ascended the behemoth weapon quick

 

Utima try but his best to shake the man, but he

Could not break the vicegrip that so fiercely was

Bound to the arm, and desperations made it fall

 

The pommel mount, so did Ghilalash now soar

From Baa'shavat, and drove his blades deep in

Bii'shavath, enough to stay himself onto beast!

 

Bii'shavath slung Baratha towards Ghilalash vain

In way, for lost way an attempt to stop the cause

And Ghilalash dove top Baratha, burying a spear

 

The spear sank, and chained well was it by the

Man Ghilalash, as Bii'shavath brought back the

Blade, knowing not he gave Ghilalash chances

 

O, how Ghilalash leapt, his great blade on hand!

He took it and tore the cheek of the beast hardly

Cutting him, but as he slashed, be a great ravine

 

Bii'shavath was razed further and further, by so

Little as a mere man, but a man with a soul of

Honour, Valour, and Power, unbeatable a spirit

 

Ghilalash sate tirelessly his sword as the beast

Came to die, paralyzed by the anguish of a river

Of his blood that the ground imbibes in pleasure

 

Terra shall have bound in time him to coffin oft

Of vine and weed and flower, but asked he so:

"Beaten? How, by what was to be left to die?"

 

"How, how can I be one to die Tiamat's Flames?

Hath I not served my master as thee thine? How

I ask, that for thou art in loss of, you fought so?"

 

Ghilalash said, gazing with no pain or death or

Fear in Bii'shavath's eye, "Take to thy death so

This: That I fought because I have nothing left!"

 

"Thy power was great, but doth not power lie now

Greatly in but in man, a man, who hath been torn

All apart, whose all was razed by thee, I had to."

 

"Had to thee, have this fate be done, bind the to

A graceless tomb, to let whoever is left be let so

now to see what we have triumphed over today."

 

Bii'shavath spake, as life left him, "Thy words say

Life stands but thee, but none were left to live. So

Had my Master told me but to kill all, O so I did."

 

Ghilalash saw the beast die, and Ghilalash stay

On the field, branding weapons fromst the spoils

Which were large too much to hath carried at all

 

Ghilalash walk, battered and bruised, his blood so

Thick upon his coat of hide that it was as if dye, O

Had he quested in void World now in search of Life

 

ATAKA TOKUYEKETE, UITIL CHAXL

 

ATAKA PHAKIHYAEYE

 

Three years to a score had Ghilalash been vagrant

That his life was empty and hollow a shell, looking

For but a branch, leaf, or even the core of any man

 

But null was effort, for he had traveled these land

Masses that bind the caked and shackled Earth!

And in all his time, naught to have been seen so!

 

The lands be blackened by the ashes, for a violent

Power of Bii'shavath had eternally made dead lives

But all remaining in world of glassen ash and sand

 

Ghilalash had belted forth the words to the world

So harshly: "Be there anything left? Or is so my

Fate of Death delayed but harsh cruel demons?"

 

In the distance spake a dragon, massive and large

To Ghilalash: "If Death is thy relief, I will deprive so

Greatly thee of it, and of rest, damnation be here."

 

"Come have I out of the rain, to cough, retch and

Spout into the clouds a plague of Death, but this

Silent rain of massacre shall never pierce thee!"

 

"O, hear me, I, the Dragon of Old, serpent who has

Eyes of venom and whose charred spines reach all

Clouds, and I lift mine tail, Rape Tongue to all sky."

 

"Hear me, for I am Lucifer, whose pawns thou now

For Seventeen Years had rid the world of, and now

I hold mine claws high, and take to air as you die."

 

The Dragon, Lucifer, Father of Rape as False God I

May note he be equal, ascended, his eight blacker

Wings thrust gales upon the East Wind furious so!

 

Ghilalash took in his hands of tattered leather wrap

And the rusted iron of long ago, hands aged greatly

to battle against the Dragon, who overshadows man

 

The Dragon dove, as Ghilalash raze Lucifer's neck

With his sword, which shattered in time, for it was

Now so weak from rot and blunt way, even as it be

 

Ghilalash had sliced his belly by the razors of a hand

Of Lucifer, and Ghilalash stood weaker than a Dragon

Slayer had to need to be, and Lucifer now so did land

 

A sword from Baratha made, held Ghilalash, and as

Lucifer snapped his Draconic jaws at Ghilalash, our

Hero of Old, Ghilalash, had buried Baratha in Lucifer

 

Pierced be the bone and crest of the Dragon, as it die

It could only vomit up the bloody foam in its throat, to

Say as it lay slowly to waste away, message now so

 

Lucifer weakly spake, "O, O'erst is mine battle and

Thine, but I shall devote my last, final, and ultimate

Breath to claw to kill thee as holiness end its time"

 

Lucifer slashed with his weary, weak mass Ghilalash

And so with this, the blood floweth fromst both, as so

The Dragon Lucifer lay dead already, Ghilalash spake

 

Ghilalash said in stoic pride, "With this I end an evil

And with me shall die the final one of this world. So

Go I to my grave, As I leave Terra so desolate now."

 

AKATA PHAKIHYAEYE, UITIL CHAXL

 

UITIL CHAXL, AMEN

 

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So, comments on the finished story?

[Keanumoreira]

Very nice. Sounds like something you would expect to find in a high school literature book, perhaps a college one as well. Very well done.

[Dragonspyre]

Thanks.

 

It was pretty heavily inspired by things that WERE in a literature book: Beowulf and Gilgamesh.

 

Pretty nice though, to have one of my works treading water on the first page of DG, and not stuck on the second page. :P

[Maharg67]

Excellent, interesting, will read this more than once! :thumbsup:

[Dragonspyre]

Will read more than once... First time I've heard that...

[Brittn]

I agree with what has been stated already. I enjoyed this story very much. ^-^

[Dragonspyre]

Well, thanks for the great feedback! Since I know all this work will just fade into obscurity in time, it's nice to know it's appreciate in the meantime.