Everyone has an angel
As sweet as a person can get
Lucky ones are together
But most of them have not even met…
Then one day you see
The girl ruling your dreams
Like a star in the night
Her beautiful face gleams…
You say ‘Hello’
You look in her eyes
And then and there
You witness your own demise…
She is cold and uncaring
She walks quickly away
And your heart and your dreams
Fall in ruin and decay…
I love how you sit
Next to me on the grass
I love how you make
Time quickly pass…
I love your eyes
So dark and sweet
I feel you, my love,
In every single heartbeat…
My mind is gone
My heart is yours
You have all that I am
You’re my dusk and dawn…
Tell me your wish
And I will make it real
No matter how strange
Insane or unreal…
I will grant your wish
For I am your star
Your spark in the sky
Your small wishing star…
Cries of pain
And flashes of light
Roam through your brain
It doesn’t feel right…
The years have passed
You have tried so hard
To forget the past
That left you so scarred…
But the battle is tough
You are weak and you fall
One mind is not enough
To hold down and block all…
The ghosts of the past
Will haunt you again
Until one day at last
You’ll fall prey to this bane…
I long
To have
A dream
Come true
To feel
To see
The sea
With you
To kiss
To touch
To hold
Your hand
To walk
The beach
To feel
The sand
And then
Perhaps
I will
Find peace
For then
I’ll have
What now
I miss…
According to official Temple accounts, Nerevar was the Hortator and Leader of the Chimer. Featured prominently in the negotiations for the creation of the First Council and the united kingdom of Resdayn (now Morrowind), he was a friend of the Dwemer leader, Dumac Dwarf-Orc. However, the Chimer eventually went to war against the Dwemer (ironically, the Dwemer King would have aided Nerevar had he known what his lead scientist Kagrenac was undertaking), culminating in the Battle of Red Mountain, where Nerevar fell after the death of Dumac.
In some accounts, however, the death of Nerevar is not attributed to wounds he received during the Battle. After the Battle, Nerevar and Dagoth Ur (then known as Voryn Dagoth) proceeded into the center of the Dwemer stronghold, where they discovered the Heart of Lorkhan, as well as Kagrenac’s Tools: Keening, Sunder, and Wraithguard. Nerevar commanded Dagoth Ur to guard the tools, as he went back to his advisors for instruction on what to do next. When he reached his advisors, he conferred with them for some time. They decided to leave the tools alone, and made a vow to Azura. The official account says that Nerevar went to Dagoth Ur to retrieve the tools, but Ur had been driven mad by the power of the Heart of Lorkhan in Nerevar’s absence, and refused to relinquish the tools. Nerevar fought with Ur, and defeated him. Unfortunately, Nerevar was mortally wounded, and only survived long enough for his advisors to find him, and for him to make them swear to never use the tools. Unfortunately, they eventually used the tools to turn themselves into gods, and when they did, Azura appeared and cursed the entire Chimer race by “turning their eyes to fire and their skin to ash“, making them into the Dunmer.
In Ashlander texts, however, Nerevar was not killed in combat, but by his three advisors, Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil. In this account, Nerevar made them swear to never use the tools, and they obeyed, but secretly conspired to murder Nerevar so that they might gain power. When attempting to summon Azura, Nerevar was foiled; Almalexia used poisoned candles and Sotha Sil used poisoned robes and Vivec used poisoned invocations. Nerevar was killed. In retribution for their betrayal, Azura turned the skin of the Chimer gray, and turned their eyes fiery red. However, the Tribunal (that is, Vivec, Almalexia and Sotha Sil) went on to use the power of the tools and the Heart to become immortal. Afterwards, they set themselves up as the new gods of the Dunmer, claiming superior divinity to the Daedra, whom the Chimer had self-exiled for the worship of. Eventually, their Tribunal Temple took control of all of Morrowind, becoming the monolithic and seemingly infallible entity it was by the end of the Third Era, and leaving only isolated pockets of Ashlanders to maintain the old beliefs.
~NB~This story was developed by Bethesda Softworks for the game ‘The Elder Scrolls III:Morrowind and it is not my creation!~NB~
Ice-cold winds
And lonely streets
The trees weep
The town is asleep
No light or sound
No life all around
Darkness is here
The morning – nowhere near
Everyone hides
When Death there strides
And with the touch of a hand
Brings life to an end
Cursed is the town
To depend on the dawn
For when the sun goes down
Death walks the town
No help in sight
No cure for this blight
And one sole dream
To see the sun gleam
When morning comes
People leave their homes
Forever living in fear
For with the night Death comes here…
Night has come
Stars cover the sky
The sun is gone
The moon soars high…
In the darkness there walks
A heart all alone
Grief behind it stalks
Its feelings are dead, its fire is gone…
Cold and in pain
The heart stops to rest
Then comes the rain
And doom manifests…
But the skies burn bright
Time suddenly stops
There comes a heavenly light
And chases away the rain drops…
On wings of pure gold
An angels descends
And to the heart numb and cold
Her loving arms she lends…
The heart is now here
It beats in my chest
It has no more fears
For it is now blessed…
That angel was you
You have given me love
And I will always love you
Under moon and star above…
I stand on the corner
Looking around
The sun is shinning
Over the busy little town…
People hurry
To get here or there
But I am just waiting
For a lady so fair…
I look in the distance
I think she is coming
I can feel her presence
My mind is soaring…
A graceful walk
A smile so bright
I know she is close
My heart feels delight…
I’d kiss her
“I love you” she’d say
And those three words
I’d love to hear everyday!
I sense her perfume
She is near
I can feel her touch
To me she is most dear…
I am sorry friends
My angel is here
I have to leave you now
Before she appears…
I know I must stay
For there are things I must do
But I will not find rest
‘Till I tell her I love her too…
How can a mind feel so warm when thinking about a person and so cold when thinking about another? How can a heart love only one in the entire world? Is the human heart really that small? Can no one else inhabit it while there is someone inside?
The truth is the mind and the heart are connected. Normally you would first feel love and then realize it is what you felt. But there is a higher state of mind. When you realize you’ll love someone before you have even met him/her. But if the heart does not feel unless the mind tells it too then surely there must be something wrong? This, however, is not so…
You see, the heart has no reason…no understanding…it doesn’t differentiate between characters, appearance or anything else. The heart simply loves and it loves what the mind tells it to. We come to the conclusion that the mind is superior to the heart. The heart by itself is unable to make anything out of the love it feels. It needs the mind to guide it. Therefore it is wrongly believed that feelings and thoughts are two completely contradicting terms. For love is nothing more than a thought going through the heart and merging with a feeling…
But if the heart cannot make a difference then why is it cold for one and burning for another? Because for the mind there are two kinds of people…There’s you…the one I love…and there’s everybody else…
Greetings and welcome! Take off your shoes and put them in the box beside you. Get a coat from the locker. Thank you! Now follow me…
You are looking at a mind greatly influenced by the psychotic effects of music – the philosophy of sound as I like to call it. See the colors? Every single one of them symbolizes a different thing. Blue stands for calmness…as you can see I am pretty calm. Green stands for youth…see the way it fades? Like all human beings I am getting older. And this will go on until one day the green turns to black…Orange, yellow, red…all are here and combined they form my character. As you can see some colors are more frequently observed than others. For the time being my predominant color is red but tomorrow? Who knows…
Hear that? The voices? The glorious sound? This my friends is the core of the philosophy! The sound…it can inspire, it can disgust, it can uplift, it can depress. The almighty sound. Hear that? Every little tweak in the constant beat makes you think of something, doesn’t it? Hearing this I imagine a tranquil village…lying on a hill watching the stars…But change the beat and…The picture changes into a field of burning fires with you in the middle…
But the philosophy of sound is not about the colors or the sound…It’s about combining them together! See? Doesn’t that feel good? No? You want me to stop? Why? Your mind is slipping away? Your reason is leaking out? It is driving you crazy you say? I am sorry dear friends…This was not a place you should have entered…
