Artist: Aerosmith
Song: Dream On
Fiction by: The One_(part2)

Pirogoeth stood overlooking her kingdom. The coastal city of Kuith shone like a diamond in her eyes. Tonight there would be a festival to celebrate her coronation. To the casual observer she seemed calm and ready, but on the inside she was nervous. She could sense something watching her from distance. The thought sent a shiver down her spine.

As she turned around to go back into her room, the alert bells began ringing. The Queen ran back to her balcony. From there she could see the banners of the Southern Kingdom of Reaht flying, hundreds of soldiers making their march towards her city. Panic gripped her but she would not allow it to overcome her. She had to ready her fortifications for the coming assault.

Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay


The fight between Kuith and Reaht stretched on for days without rest, and Pirogoeth, the new queen, fought bravely beside her men. There were countless casualties on both sides, yet neither showed any signs of retreat. As the battle stretched into the fifth day, numerous ships could be seen sailing into the bay. Their sails were as green as poison and the ships were as black spots against the red horizon.

Death came in great strides even before the dark ships even made it to shore. The countless dead of both sides began to arise once more, attacking friend and foe alike. The opposing kingdoms of Kuith and Reaht decided to take up arms together to combat this new foe. Pirogoeth could not help but weep for her fallen comrades as she blasted them to dust with her magic. She felt the same presence she had felt only days ago. It was watching her, mocking her futile attempts to destroy its minions.

I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win


The fight only lasted a day. How could one kill something that had already died? Somehow, Pirogoeth alone had survived the slaughter, only to be captured as a slave. She watched as her city was plundered; all things of value were quickly taken away, anything else was destroyed. Her city lay now in ruin, the diamond of her eye had been stolen from her.

The strange men, if they could be called that, took her aboard one of their ships and threw her into a cell. With a sneer, her captor locked the door and left. She fell to her knees. She had been beaten and bruised, and now she was alone in the world. She thought of how her soldiers had fought bravely to defend their kingdom, she thought of how they all died in vain. Tears fell into her lap, she had not realized she was crying.

Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know its true
All the things come back to you


"Stop your crying wench!" said a gruff voice. "Those tears won't bring any of 'em back again, nothing will. And we're as good as dead in these cells too."

Pirogoeth looked up in shock, perhaps she wasn't completely alone. "Who's there?" She asked trying to sound brave. Her trembling voice betrayed her though.

The man laughed as he stepped from the shadows. He stood nearly six feet tall, a shock of red hair covered his head. Pirogoeth gasped as she saw the seal on his battered leather armor. He was a Reahthan captain, Largo LeStrange.

Sing with me sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away


"Surprised?" He asked noting the look of shock on the young woman's face. "Well ye shouldn' be. These bastards wouldn'a just left someone like me to die."

"Stay away from me," Pirogoeth warned as the Reahthan Captain stepped forward. "Or I'll..."

"You'll what? Nag me to death?" He laughed, "Believe me wench, these bastards could care less what I do to ye." He placed his hand on her cheek, turning her face to meet his gaze. She spat in his eye.

Largo let out a laugh, "Ya got spunk, I'll give ya that much." He said. "We're breaking out of this cell, but I need yer help."

"Why?" Pirogoeth asked shocked.

"I have no intention of bein' a slave to anyone," He replied, "and I especially don't want to be out on those cold waters when we do escape."

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away


Pirogoeth looked on as the dark ships sank into the icy waters, their sickly green sails barely protruding from the surface. So much had happened over the last week. She had lost her friends, family, and now her home. She watched in silence until the last of the embers finally burnt out. Kuith was nothing more than a memory that would haunt her for years to come.

"Are ye comin' or am I leavin' ya here?" Largo shouted as he began walking back south.

Pirogoeth looked back at her once beautiful city. Her eyes blurred with tears as she turned away from it for the last time. She knew she could never go back to the way things were. Slowly she trudged to where Largo was waiting.

Dream on dream on dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on dream on dream on
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream on dream on dream on dream on
Dream on dream on dream on yeah


The two travelers walked in silence, they had witnessed their best friends die at the hands of the others army. Somehow Largo seemed to be the winner, he still had a home to go to. As they turned the corner Reaht came into sight. The once tall buildings were no level with the ground. Largo stopped walking, falling to his knees. His home was gone too. Right there he took a vow to seek out the one responsible for the destruction of Reaht and Kuith, and make him suffer for his crimes.

Pirogoeth watched as the sickly green banners were raised in the once prosperous city of Reaht. She shuddered as she felt the presence once again watching her once more, taunting her to find it. One day, she knew she would find it. Until that day, she would choose to travel with Largo. She looked at her former enemy, now they shared a common foe. Together they would search the entire world, and nothing would stop them from finding him.

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away


A tall man stood looking into his scrying mirror. His long silver hair was wrapped in a ribbon as dark as the starless sky. Around him, he wore a cloak of the same color. He laughed slightly as he watched as Queen Pirogoeth and Captain Largo walked away from the newly occupied Reaht.

Sing with me sing for my year
Sing for my laughter and sing for my tear
Sing with me if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Ok, sorry for the double post, blah blah blah...Here is the second part to the story:

Artist: Demon Hunter
Song: Heartstrings Come Undone
Fiction By: The One_(part2)

Pirogoeth walked with Largo, trying not to think about what happened over the last few days. Even as she fought it, the memories found their way into her thoughts. She saw the faces of her fallen comrades, twisted into a look of mindless hunger. Her first thought was one of joy as she saw her fallen soldiers standing back to their feet to rejoin the battle.

However, her moment of happiness had been cut short as former allies turned bitter enemies. The once dead soldiers began to attack anyone foolish enough to come near them, friend or foe. She tried to fight the tears as the images of Kuith burning to the ground blazed in her mind. Finally, her emotions overcame her. She dropped to her knees, unable to stand anymore, and began to cry.

It's buried deep within the past, I hope it doesn't last
It's something I already chased, I already chased
I try to give it all away, but it's never gonna fade
It's something I don't wanna face,
I don't wanna face


Largo looked down at the blonde-haired girl. She held her face in her hands and wept bitterly. For a brief second he thought to comfort her, to somehow let her know that everything would be alright. However, he knew how false those words would be, and not even he would believe them.

I know you feel it's all the same, but I promise that I'll change
It's something I already chased, I already chased
You know I'm trying to believe that you're never gonna leave
It's something I don't wanna face, I don't wanna face
There's nothing left! The fear is gone


"Stop yer cryin', wench." He said, nudging her with his boot. "Do ya want to attract every beast within the area?"

Pirogoeth looked at him, her eyes puffy and red from the tears. Her face was smudged with dirt and blood, making her appearance that much more pathetic. "How could you be so heartless?" She asked. Her voice shaking with grief and anger. "Can you not see I am mourning the loss of my friends and family?

"Mourn more silently," He replied coldly, "But we must move now, it will be dark soon." Her words hit him harder than he had thought they could. Deep down he knew he should join her in mourning, but somehow the tears would not come.

Oh, my heartstrings come undone
I will wait for you, pray for you
Before I make my final run
I will stay with you, decay with you


After nearly fifteen hours of walking, the two exiles stopped for rest. Largo set out to get wood for a fire. Pirogoeth watched as he walked around picking up branches. Her entire body ached from the strain of walking for so long. She had not slept for the better part of a week now and she was physically and mentally exhausted. Unable to stand, unable to cry, she finally fell asleep.

I know I'm not the perfect one, the pain has just begun
It's something I already chased, I already chased
You bring me to a better path, it's everything I asked
It's something I don't wanna face, I don't wanna face


She awoke the next morning lying on the hard ground. Laying only a few paces from her was a Reahthan soldier, She sat up with a start, looking around desperately trying to remember how she got here. Largo stirred in his sleep, muttering something incomprehensible. Somehow she managed a smile. Even though she was alone in the world, at least he was alone with her. Suddenly, and briefly, the future seemed a bit brighter.

There's nothing left! The fear is gone
There's nothing left! The fear is gone


The tall shadowy figure of a man looked away from the mirror, turning to face a legion of soldiers standing behind him. A woman, possibly in her mid twenties, stepped forward and knelt.

"Go now." Said the man. She looked up at him and nodded. "Don't worry your pretty little head, the pain will soon be over."

Oh, my heartstrings come undone
I will wait for you, pray for you
Before I make my final run
I will stay with you, decay with you
Artist: Devil Driver
Song: The Mountain
Fiction By: The One_(part2)

The fog rolled in silently, devouring all in its path. Not ten minutes ago, the sky was a rich blue, full of life. Now it was as cold and grey as death. Pirogoeth gave a slight shiver as she walked behind Largo, a task growing more difficult with each passing minute. Suddenly Largo stopped walking, causing Pirogoeth to run into him.

"We can't go any further," Said Largo, a mere silhouette in the thick fog. "Stay here, wench. I shan't be long."

"I have a name!" She said finally. "It is Pirogoeth, and you will do well to address me by it."

Her hands began to glow with her anger. She conjured the words of her favorite spell to her mind. Rending, flaying, shredding, and burning. All wrapped into one spell. However, before she could act, largo was already upon her. He tackled her to the ground, covering her mouth.

Storm coming in me, bad weather just makes me breathe
Watch as the sky turns grey, life ebbs and flows away
Wait, before I go, I'll make them all eat crow
Play the hand life deals, everything my way, now kneel
I'm a tree, roots firm in dirt, I've had my share of hurt
Move fast 'cause the time is short, 'cause the time is short


"What are you doing?" She asked, prying his hand from her mouth.

"I sense a great evil," He said, his voice grim. "Stay down, and stay quiet."

Don't ask me to lose 'cause I'm born now to win
And I'm building this mountain from outside within
All you outsiders, you haters and liars
Your time is just counting so come meet the mountain


The woman walked through the fog, a silent hunter tracking her prey. As she walked, the fog rolled away from her, granting her better visibility. Above, the sky shook with the mighty roar of thunder. She grinned to herself. Nothing would stop her from carrying out her commands, not fog 'nor rain. Slowly she began humming a slow tune.

Storm, strength coming on strong, rain wash away life's wrongs
Willing straight from the start, strike fear into their heart
Sometimes you wish you'd never been born but then here comes the storm
And just as the sky turns black, the voices say attack
Move fast 'cause the time is short, 'cause the time is short
Move fast 'cause the time is short, 'cause the time is short


Largo his behind a tall oak tree. Someone was approaching through the fog, and he wanted a better look. As the figure neared, the fog began to clear. Largo nearly gasped despite himself. The mysterious figure was a woman. More beautiful than any he had ever set eyes upon, she walked through the fog with in-human grace, stepping easily over the uneven ground and avoiding every root. The tune she sang reached out to him, tempting him closer. Mentally he tried to resist, but found himself already walking to her.

Don't ask me to lose 'cause I'm born now to win
And I'm building this mountain from outside within


The first drop of rain fell the earth, landing on the back of Pirogoeth's neck. Pirogoeth looked up from where she lay in time to see Largo walking absently to the stranger. The woman held a sword firmly in Largo's path. If Largo continued to walk, he would impale himself on the blade. Pirogoeth wondered for a second why he had not yet drawn his over large sword, and then the lightning flashed, briefly illuminating his face.

His eyes were glazed, and his mouth was twisted into a vague grin. The woman had somehow charmed him with her singing. Without thinking, Pirogoeth called out to Largo.

All you outsiders, you haters and liars
Your time is just counting so come meet the mountain


"Largo, stop!" Pirogoeth shouted over the rolling thunder.

Largo stopped walking, the spell broken by Pirogoeth's voice. For a second he wondered what he was doing. Then he saw the woman standing before him. Her sword was pointed at him, but her eyes were on Pirogoeth. In a flash, his own sword was in his hand. The sudden movement brought the woman's attention back to Largo.

He did not wait for her to compose herself. Instead, he raised his sword high bringing it crashing down hard across her throat. The force of the blow nearly knocked her head off as she crumbled to the ground. Largo wiped his blade as he turned back to Pirogoeth.

Come meet the mountain

"Hmm, how interesting." Said the shadowed man as he pulled his cloak once more around his body. "It would seem that these two are not willing to play by my rules." He placed a small bag of silver on the bar. "A couple of travelers will be coming this way soon." The man said, "Don't bother waiting for me."

He walked out the door, his long silvery hair blowing in the slight breeze. In the blink of an eye, the man was gone.

Falling, life
Life ebbs and flows away
Don't ask me to lose 'cause I'm born now to win
And I'm building this mountain from outside within
All you haters and liars just come meet the mountain

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