Atramentus –Stygian I: From Tumultuous Heavens... (Descended Forth the Ceaseless Darkness)
Audio Published on August 20, 2020
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The Unwaning Tower heard the bells of The Exxul chime the last sunset of the autumnal cycle. The Unwaning Tower saw the extinguishing veil that would cover the skies in Stygian blood, from The Aaegian to The Bronze Hills, from the Southern Sea to the stonewalls of Crux Eternum. The Unwaning Tower whispered of the ever-expanding dread-void that would vomit forth the anger of Atramentus unto The Perpetual Planes and across the cerulean expanse of the Juurn. But the ears of the Unwaning Tour are bleeding. Its eyes are gouged out. Its lips are sewn shut and its tongue severed. It will not warn those who dwell below.
"Far above amaranthine mountains, resounded the bell of Shâros and with it came his wrath, pouring down upon the earth. Cascading Rivulets of amethyst light danced upon the azure, like spectral wraiths of opalescent glow painting a grey scale canvas..."
Resounding through the thickening twilight fog like a chorus of the most noxious asperity, the threefold basilisk heads of Carcophanex spoke in dreadful unison : The light cast into the well of time is extinguished and those at the bottom shall never behold it again!
Chants filled the air within the hyacinth gardens of Syzygea as the sun's once immortal flame was engulfed in impenetrable darkness :
"O' Mother Heeos, may your blessed light shine down once more across the eastern horizon! O' Father Atra Eas, may your sword sing in the wind and guide us through the ceaseless night!"
(Guitar solo 1 : Solar-Steel Cantillations - Tougas)
An oscillation in the air, subtle yet foreboding, rippled through skies and seas. The oscillation became a fluttering, the fluttering became an endlessly expanding howl as the black winds of Atramentus, raised by Sharos, soared and cried in anger. Perched atop his castle, the Guardian of Atros Kairn witnessed through his immortal eyes the unfurling deluge descend forth unto The Perpetual Planes.
With gradually decreasing intensity, the incessant droning fell into faint echoes.
"A tumult in the east - calm and solemn yet brooding. And from the North came the rain and the pounding. Draped in eternal nightfall, the obsidian skies of mournful autumn wept for the morning star that would shine no more."
The great fortress-city of Armon crumbled into ruin. The lush meadows of Enarriòn withered and died. The radiant halcyonic sunrises seen from the shores of Syzygea turned into rising shades of obsidian black. The laughter of children in the golden courtyards of Hegemnon were silenced into the cold void and the muffled cries of their mothers would be but a faint tumult in the storm. Sister-earth mourned the death of her godmother, the sun, and in her grief the crying Juurn engulfed men and beast alike, dragging them back into the oceanic abyss from whence they came. The glacial black winds of Atramentus swept away the crumbling vestiges of their presence upon her soil and seas and far beyond. The once proud, victorious immortal warrior and wielder of the god-sword Atra Eas hearkened to the maniacal laughter of Sharos and Carcophanex that echoed throughout the Bronze Hills and hid behind the impenetrable walls of Atros Kairn. Alone and powerless, he watched as autumn slowly fell into endless sunless winter, condemned to outlive time itself and witness everything he knew and loved wither away.
"Deep within barren castle halls of cobblestone, I lay dormant in the beams of ethereal starlight, dreaming of the black winds of Atramentus and their ceaseless, horrid howling"
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