He killed a generation, and then he stripped away... 19 [Feb. 15th, 2010|02:31 am] He killed a generation, and then he stripped away our name And those last words were not whispered or rasped into the autumn dark of AstibarThey were hurled forth as a denunciation, an indictment, to the trees and the night and stars, the stars that had watched this thing come to pass The grief in that accusation clenched itself like a fist within Devin, more tightly than Baerd could ever have knownThan anyone could have knownFor no one since Marra had died really knew what memory meant to Devin d'Asoli: the way in which it had come to be the touchstone of his soul Memory was talisman and ward for him, gateway and hearthIt was pride and love, shelter from loss: for if something could be remembered it was not wholly lostNot dead and gone foreverMarra could live link post comment

He killed a generation, and then he stripped away... 19 [Feb. 15th, 2010|02:31 am] He killed a generation, and then he stripped away our name And those last words were not whispered or rasped into the autumn dark of AstibarThey were hurled forth as a denunciation, an indictment, to the trees and the night and stars, the stars that had watched this thing come to pass The grief in that accusation clenched itself like a fist within Devin, more tightly than Baerd could ever have knownThan anyone could have knownFor no one since Marra had died really knew what memory meant to Devin d'Asoli: the way in which it had come to be the touchstone of his soul Memory was talisman and ward for him, gateway and hearthIt was pride and love, shelter from loss: for if something could be remembered it was not wholly lostNot dead and gone foreverMarra could live link post comment