Deep Voice Of Death © Surazeus 2025 01 28 Startled by pellucid beauty of time, Grannus pauses walking in field of grain and listens to the soft angelic voice of wind discuss strange mystery of the mind to analyze array of perceived facts and then assert holiness of its choice. While mowing wheat with the sharp honest scythe, Grannus hears faint cry slither in the grass of some woman in distress, so he runs to find Damona, fragile as swift deer, bruised and bleeding under the rowan tree, as seven men escape into the woods. Cradling young wounded woman in his arms, Grannus bears her to healing temple hall where Sirona heals her body with care, but Damona cries every day from pain, demanding justice for insulting crime committed by Borbanus and his sons. Giving him black robe, Sirona declares, "Grannus, guardian of justice and right, hunt down Borbanus and his evil sons for they violated her sacred right as woman to choose whose child she will bear, and punish them for their crime against love." While tending herd of cows on river plain, Borbanus lounges under huge oak tree to feast on roast steak and drink spicy wine, but chill of terror pierces his hard heart when he sees Death in long black flowing robe striding toward him with sharp scythe in his hand. Stumbling terrified and screaming for help, Borbanus races toward his hill-top fort where his sons and everybody in town watch as Death raises scythe with gleaming blade and slices off his head with graceful swipe, then holds his head up before the fort gate. Deep voice of Death bellows with divine law, "Now that Borbanus has paid for his crime of attempting to rape with selfish lust virgin woman he tried to make his wife, his sons who are accomplices in crime must also pay, so send them out to me." Pushed out the gate by people of the fort, six boys fall to their knees and cry for mercy as Death beheads the evil criminals, then Grannus strides away into the sunset to tell Damona justice has been served, who bakes him apple cake with gratitude.
Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Tuesday, January 28, 2025
Deep Voice Of Death
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Orpheus plays lyre and sings in healing temple of Sirona, so Damona rises from bed and dances with graceful elegance of a soul healed by caring love of friends.
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