User:Cold-NiTe

(('tis commentary be bound within all these))

((to wit, 'ere our man lays the beat, to none other 'an the king o' the moun'ain's song.))

Call to a scene re - dress-,/ Cav'rnous-,/ Cav'rnous-,/ The Players return nightcap consumed-- all in- one--,/ Is this home to them so stark-?/ Hour is farce-,/ Hour is farce-,/ We wonder where'st they might have not gone to- wit--,/ Does we excuse from them a sighs-?/ Say it lies-,/ Say it lies-,/ Inexcusable this is!/ See me not,/ YES--./ Given heaven's dialogue-,/ We excuse-,/ You refuse-,/ Empy-rean fable sounds!/ Delight-ful!/ NO--./ Bind me not to this cold stone-,/ We dishone'-,/ We disown'-,/ Cast down from our side you art no child o' MINE--,/ Given how little we- knew-,/ You outgrew-,/ You outgrew-,/ Thro' us to earth as as we threw you, Gide-on,//

(('e whispers now, mayhap in fear))//

NOT THIS//

NO MORE//

FURTHER NOT//

IN THIS HALL THERE SOUNDS NOT MORTAL STEPS TO BE//

GIVEN HISTORY'S WILL TO REPEAT MAKE ME NOT TREAD NOT HERE.//

REDRESS I GRIEVE TOO FORGI------VE ME//

((terror drives 'im to admi'ance, and wha' 'aste! the beat lay long since forgot!))//

I will not lie the steps they multiply,/ Given heaven's will,/ Know only that those that enter never stop,/ Stubborn a thousand times,/ They cannot return to their homes as before.//

IN THIS MOUNTAIN KING'S HALL.//

I WILL DIE.//

FOR GIVE ME CHILD.//

(('is voice now gone, only the music remains, only a wo'der an' a ma'vel, did 'e exist? we cannae noaw.))//

...

!!!!

((the music, 'tis at ends. 'ere our man's remains is found by these young, who are on the patrol yet do not patrol.))//

SMALLS: What we find here then?//

JOLE: A corpse! A human corpse!//

SMALLS: And how say you, that we should find such as this, in such as this?//

JOLE: I say that perhaps, we choose that was never as us found such as this?//

SMALLS: A wise decision. Let this flesh pursue the top of yon stairs, though he find a different end than we, surely.//

JOLE: Surely.//

-FIN.-