The Stones of Talarana
I
The Shadow of the Tyrant
A.H. Den
Chapter I-II
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Original Title
Le Pietre di Talarana I – L’Ombra del Tiranno
The Stones of Talarana I – The Shadow of the Tyrant
Copyright © 2013 by Matteo Berilli
Index
Prologue
Chapter I – A special child
Chapter II – Wind of changes
Contacts
Under a vault of heaven enemy
A black procession sings the ancient beast.
Nothing will remain of the World
When Our Lord will be able to return
Even the Angels from heaven will bow
When on earth will grow the Shadow of the Tyrant.
Prologue
Mountain tops,
Distant hills,
Groans of tears,
Diaphanous rays.
The wind has changed the destiny of the world.
No longer is certain the path of a man.
Heavenly Heinar, the Creator of the stars
In the young world sent the sign of his love
The divine couple, decreased in the planet,
Their duty played to the end.
Life was so originated
Of spirits, plants and animals the earth was fertilized
But if in the name of love the divine plan was consecrated
In the heart of the sons of beloved father envy crept
While the mother in her womb protected the beloved offspring
The demons led a life wrong
Husband and wife split then
While the two races fought fairs then.
Until one day the goodness of the goddess was deceived
Her soul imprisoned, humanity doomed.
In the name of Evil rose up a new Empire
Without man to oppose it proud.
Behel, the Enemy, the Great Lord of Lords
Under the yoke of servile put the lower Man.
His will was law on the planet ancestral
The desire for power was the father of evil.
Man's life finally sets
For none of the Lord that counts:
A valiant servant became the herald
Since that day, his spirit became firmer.
The second whom voice charmed a stream
But fate changed it because of that one
who was the scourge of the world
So when he talks the chaos spreads
Detach themselves, storms,
Result of Adramelech, heavenly voice.
Eyes peering out of nowhere fate
To Argo the omniscent nothing is hidden.
Kaliban the mighty,
torn apart by the Dragons,
His dying wish
From his Lord was realized.
Iblis the treacherous, Mouth of Evil
Scorpions and snakes wanted to look like.
Hyperion the invincible had benevolent aspect,
Human eyes apparently friend.
Iridescent wings, stained with blood,
Soon reveal his hunger langue.
Of sylvan melodies was Minstrael the student
But in his flute certainly will not find relief.
Illusions and magic it can generate,
Up soon, be quick, do not be enchanted!
Ultimately reach the last two,
Together they walk holding hands
Of pain and death give proof of themself.
Blessed is she who leads the armies
With blood for her Lord filled the glass
All creation responds to her calls,
She is Lilith by turquoise hair.
The effigy of death he brings on his face,
Do not reveal him to be a fool.
Of infinite knowledge has opened the door,
That's Mefistofel, Lord of Doom.
The return of the Lord was the proof
That Fate finds no rest.
The glorious Empire fell in turn,
From heaven the answer came:
The Stones of Power, great allies,
Were finally forever hidden.
At Junatar the cold rested in the ice,
In green Renodia chosed the crevasses,
Another one chosed the Fire of the Flammaria maintenance,
The fourth provoked the swirling motion of Zolon.
But one stone rejected the decision,
Sages sang its opinion.
Of a child's fate decided to change,
Because in his heart they could hope
To bring peace and a different world,
Where's fate would not be adverse
Ausel the Great blessed the child,
He stared at it in the future and this was the prediction:
In the darkness Dark you will bring your Light,
In the days of darkness you will find your truth,
From the abyss of oblivion you unleash your strength,
Despite all, the Evil will prevail.
Hard trials will wait for you
To finally beat the ancient Tyrant
His end is not far off:
This is your destiny, Son of Talarana.
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Part one. Selthon