Seven Kings lose Six Crowns

Duran embraces this new world.

"Come with me, I'll show you the way."

Her sweet words taken by the wind

The slight twist of her soul

It's nature undefined 

Raw in form

"This is our home. I hope it to be yours too."

The world around her cold and calculated

Molded to fit every frame

She opposes this era

Her very being fights it's reign

"So, Duran, what do you think?"

Seven towers of circles laden in gold

Artificial light wraps itself in harmony

Giving false life to nurtured springs 

How foolish a lie to live 

"It isn't perfect I know, but it is all we have."

What of the pleasure of being?

The very essence of freedom

The preacher has condemned the preached

All life contradicts itself

Silence harnesses the space between

This is not home, oh lost home

Where souls would enjoy the limitless bound

Of life everlasting 

Devoid of sorrow of what is to come tomorrow

Abandoned by my time, I am cast away

Adrift yet stable in this place

This dream within a dream

A never ending nightmare

"I'm sorry Duran. I just hope you can forgive us." 

Hope.

A crystal lake within a desert

The rain after a drought

The victory over the storm

"You might just like it here. I want you to meet more people."

Scattered, I stand among masked faces

Pieces of me within each mind, changing

Tacked together to form many 

Visions dance on unknown words

"This is our leader, Abaddon." 

Flames erupt 

Abaddon, the power of man

Duran, who once held his head high 

Must adorn a mask to fit the assemble 

"Welcome, Duran, to the Spirit of Gaia." 

"Your home forever more." 

"And forever, you shall stay."

Author's Note

Chapter three in this story. Leave your thoughts and what you think so far! Thank you.