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(2) Prologue One: Conscience Birthed
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Demon Series Crimson clouds edged with grey
Sundering seas white top foam
Smoke rising from spoiled earth
Judgment a trumpet call away
Winged seraphs, warriors of heaven
Focused executioners of divine judgment
Spiraling bodies soaring downward
Blindness in their endeavor
Commands have been given
Without conscience, orders followed
He wills it, thy will be done
Displeasure punished by death
A word misspoken, wrong sacrifice made
A deaf ear turned as thousands die
By plague or sword, sentence is carried
A trumpet blown by the warriors of heaven
One halts alone, mid flight hovers
Head tilted, blinking eyes
A thought unknown penetrates the barrier
A realization; tears, unknown, fall
Confusion and doubt, anger and shame
Cascading emotions with each droplet
A golden sword hangs loose
From the limp arm of a warrior of heaven.
