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Elymaïs Jul 12
I knew a girl with long blonde hair
She used to live in that house there
Tall and thin with a long, straight nose
And ***** handed-down school clothes
And she was my friend
Until one day, when
I simply never saw her again.
Elymaïs Jun 10
Buzzing blue beetle
Tumbling clumsily
Over my head;
Striking my chest and
Falling into my lap,
Apparently unbothered.
How did you get in?
It doesn't matter.
I'll place you outside.
You open your wings
And spring off into the air.
Elymaïs Mar 18
Tea
Amber Tea
Filling My Cup
What A Beautiful
Sight
What A Beautiful
Scent
What A Beautiful
Sound
Filling My Cup
With Amber
Tea
tea
Elymaïs Mar 8
When the Saracen had been overcome,
We seized great numbers of them,
either killing or capturing them,
as we saw fit.
Our Princes also ordered the Saracen
Dead to be cast outside, because of the
great Stench, since the whole city was
filled with their Corpses.
Lo, the living Saracens dragged the
Dead before the exits of the Gates
and arranged them in Heaps
as High as Houses.
No one had ever Seen or Heard
of such a Slaughter of
People.
Pyres like Pyramids were formed
from them, and no one truly
knows their number,
except for God.

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Lo, and the Flames of Battle
still Roared through the narrow
Streets as Dusk fell on the
Holy Sepulchre.
The Crusaders touched the Ancient
Stones of the Church with their
Fingertips as they entered the
Courtyard.
The approach of the Darkness
Obscured the ****** Fingerprints
which they left.

Godfrey of Bouillon, Mighty
Commander of our Crusader
Host, lifted his hand and we
Halted.
He, who sold his Lands and
Crowns in order to raise our
Swords in the name of the
Lord,
Who, having relinquished all
his Worldy Wealth and taken
up the Call of the Cross, now
Stood,
With his mortal eyes upon the
very Tomb of our Lord and Saviour,
Christ.

"Behold, Brother," said Eustace,
the Count of Boulogne and the
Elder Brother of Godfrey our
Prince;
"The Lord has granted you an
Appanage," he declared before
the Tomb of our Vindicator,
Jesus.
"For there is no Man here nor
in the Halls of the Pope's Palace
who will deny who the rightful
King should be."
"You have raised the captive
Jerusalem from her sullen, shackled
State."

Godfrey turned, Acknowledging
the Words that Eustace had
Spoken, for he Saw in their
Eyes —
Those who had Followed Him,
Those who had Done as he Had,
Who had taken up Sword and
Service;
"It is not to Me that you owe
your Fealty, my Friends, but
Firmly to the Name of
God."
"I am a Simple Servant, a Sinner,
Who seeks solely to Serve the
Sepulchre."

"Lo," said Tancred the Norman,
of the House of Hauteville;
"There is no Knight who would
object;"
"You have led us across the
Lands of Europe and Asia,
to the Foot of the Sepulchre
of Christ."
"Your Conduct is most Honoured,"
continued He to speak.
"Unlike that of your Younger
Sibling."
"How I wretch at the thought of
Him! How deeply it pains Me
To remember his Conduct at
Tarsus."
"Lo! Let us remember Those
Three Hundred Normans, which
he allowed to fall victim to
******,"
"Having turned them away at
the Gates of the City which I
had Delivered unto his hand in
Righteousness!"
"Surely, you are much more
Deserving of this Land's
Crown, moreso than that
Wretch."
"He has abandoned the Cross
of Jesus Christ to make a name for
Himself."

Eustace and Godfrey, the two
Elder Brothers of the one of
whom Tancred spoke, became
Cross.
Though Baldwin, the wayward
Sibling, had indeed Transgressed
against Tancred at Tarsus truly
Terribly,
His Deeds had Dashed any Doubt
of his Devotion to the Divine
Justice which they had sought to
Deliver.
For Baldwin, Christly of Character,
was Begged by Bagrat the Armenian,
who asked for his Intercession in his
Homeland.
"You shall speak no more ill of
my Kin," said Eustace, the eldest,
for his brother Godfrey was far too
Humble.
"Did not the Lord of Edessa,
Theodoros the Kouropalates,
adopt Baldwin as he were his own
Son?"
"Did not the Faithful of the
Land of Armenia raise their
Swords in his Support and
Praise?"
"I beg of you, Blessed Knight
of the House of Hauteville,
Be Still of your Injurious
Instigation,"
"For I will hear no more of it."
To Eustace of Boulogne belonged these
Words.

Robert the Norman, Son of England's
Conqueror William, and the Ward
of the Fiefdoms of the Viking,
Rollo,
Stepped forward with Robert the
Fleming, Inheritor of the Land
of Flanders which was once Ruled
by Ironarm.
"There is no Purpose in this Quarrel
over these petty matters, my Friends,"
offered the Norman these Words of
Peace.
"We have won a Great Victory
in the name of our Almighty Lord,
God."

Robert the Fleming agreed with his
Norman comrade. Their sentiments
were shared by Gaston, the Count of
Béarn.
Godfrey was relieved that once more
the Peace had been restored among
the Company of Crusaders in that
Courtyard.
The Darkness that encroached did
very little to mitigate the Levantine
Heat.

"Lo," said Godfrey. "Truly if
there is no Other you wish to
offer the Crown of Jerusalem,
then,"
"I will defend the Holy Sepulchre
with all of my Might, so help me
God."

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Lo, and two nights had passed since
the Fall of the Fatimid Forces at
the very Gates of God's Stronghold,
Jerusalem.
Christian Knights who had Nobly
and Fiercely Fought alongside one
another, from many Lands, now
Stood,
Sanctioned to Save the Sepulchre
by the Hand of God in Gooodness,
Victorious.

From their Princes a Parliament was
called to determine the fate of the
Lands which had been at Long Last
Liberated.
To fail to mention the Famous
Names that made up that very
Council would Cruelly Cut their
Praises,
And rob them of the Righteous
Renown that is Known to be
Owned by them — a truly heinous
Act.

There was Raymond of St. Gilles,
the Count of Tripoli, who had
Routed the Assault on Antioch
Bravely,
Who had been at the Discovery
of the Holy Lance which had pierced
the very Side of our God in Flesh,
Christ;
The Crusaders, having heard of the
Finding of the Lost Lance of Longinus,
were compelled by the Holy Spirit to
Victory.
To fail to acknowledge his presence
Would be to fail to acknowledge a
Hero.

There was also Galdemar Carpenel,
A follower of Raymond of St Gilles,
Who had siezed Cayphas for his own
Governance.
Surely he deserved such a Righteous
Reward for his Courageous Campaign,
But,

There was also Tancred, who had seized
the Lands of Ancient Galilee from the
Sniveling Saracen Scoundrel, Al-Mustali
Billah.
Of Tancred I should speak most
Fondly, for his Skill on the Field
of Fighting was Forged by his own
Hand;
Son of Emma and Odo the Good,
Nephew of Bohemond of Antioch,
Tancred was a fine fellow of excellent
Nature.
He was patient of Heart, which
Only increased his Prowess in the
Art of War, granting him much
Insight.
He was known for his Diligent
Execution of Manoeuvres, and
to Him a great deal of Honour is
Owed.
Surely Tancred has earned his place
at the Right Hand of the Almighty
God.

Blessed Gerard was there was well to
Represent the Christian Hospice of
Jerusalem. There was also Anthony of
Arsour.
Savary, a Learned Lay Preacher, would
serve as the Pontiff's eyes on the
Council.

"Surely," proclaimed Godfrey, Ordained
Overseer of Our Lord's Own Lands,
"We must Establish in these Lands our
Laws."
"The Fatimid Caliph, Al-Mustali Billah,
Saracen Scourge of the Sacred City, still
Prowls."

"It is without Question," proclaimed Tancred,
in support of his Clever and Courageous
Commander, "that the King must wield
Authority."
"All the Estates for which we have laid
Foundations and Fortifications, for the
defense of the land of Jerusalem, are
Yours."
"And, surely," continued the noble Norman
Tancred, "not one man here will object to his
Obligations."

Blessed Gerard and Savary would bow
their heads in agreement to the Norman's
Cause.

"Indeed," added Anthony of Arsour,
a loyal servant of Godfrey while on
Campaign.

"I must raise the issue of Cayphas," said
Galdemar Carpenel, a mighty Crusader
of Christian Virtue and Dignity. He
Stood,
Acknowledging Tancred, his rival, and
said, "I secured the city of Cayphas from the
Saracen, but Tancred claims that Cayphas is
His."
"If you should see fit to return Cayphas to
this Norman Never-Do-Well, then so
be it, but I requre satisfaction for this
Loss."
"If you should take this city from me,
I would require a city of equal
Prestige."

"Surely," said Godfrey their Ruler,
speaking with wisdom and wit about
him, "this is a justified demand to
Make."
"Surrender Cayphas to its rightful
governor — you shall have St. Abraham
Instead."

"This is most pleasing to me," said
Galdemar, who would uphold his
Promise.

"Surely then it is confirmed," said
Raymond of St. Gilles, "that Godfrey
is our King. Who then will agree with
this?"
"If anybody should object to my statement,
Make your treachery known and make it
Fast."

Lo, and not a single man disagreed
except for Godfrey, who was too humble.
"Friends, I am your Prince, but I am no
King,"
"For in this land where my Saviour wore
a Crown of Thorns, I will not wear one of
Gold."

"Truly a righteous sentiment," proclaimed
Savary, the learned man. "Surely willed by
God."

"It must be so," proclaimed Raymond of
St. Gilles, who bowed his head in great
Respect.

"This is God's Kingdom," proclaimed
Godfrey, lifting his hands and raising his
Eyes to the vaults of the very high
Ceiling.
Falling to his knees, he made the Sign
of the Cross and proclaimed, "Not to
Me, O Lord, but to your Name give
Glory!"
"The Fatimid still scourges your Province,
but my Sword is still Sharp! Hèlas, to
War!"

Lo, and the gathered-there men did cry
out in support of their Liege and of their
Lord.

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Lo, and the call went out to All
of Godfrey's Valiant Vassals, that
they should Surround the City of
Ascalon.
Surely, shattering the Saracen's
sordid sovereignty over the very
Corners of Canaan would be
Possible,
If only his Fast Foothold on
the Cusp of the Coast were to
Slip.

Raymond of St. Gilles would
ride out to Jaffa, where the Host
he had so boldly commanded
Awaited.
"In five days," he did promise
before he left to take command,
"I will make camps to beleaguer
Ascalon."
"If I fail in this swiftness for
any Fault Found of Me, then
may the Lord's Justice be on
me!"
And with that he went, taking
with him his retainers and loyal
knights.

Antoine of Arsour and the
Count of Hebron, Galdemar,
Godefroy assigned to his own
host.
"You are my loyal servants,"
he praised them most piously.
"Truly God was smiling upon
Me,"
"When I gained such friends,
so Valiant and so Virtuous of
Heart."

Tancred, Noblest of Normans,
rode to assemble the Garrison
which Guarded the Gates of
Caesarea.
"These Soldiers which you have
need of — as God is my witness,
I shall deliver them unto you or
Die."
"I swore an oath to You and
God," Tancred did declare,
"Woe him who wishes that I
Fail!"
"I shall have brought them in
ten days and not a day longer to
Ascalon."

On the very day that Raymond
arrived in Ascalon, a small
Host of Hostile Saracens did
Assail.
Quickly and Quietly were the
Cowardly Caliphites Condemned
to Crumble before the Cunning
Crusaders.
Three hundred Saracen swords
no longer had hands to hold their
Hilts.

On the Twelfth Day of August
Godfrey, their Noble Prince,
arrived to their aid with many
Knights.
A great Column of Crusaders
as Wide as the Waters of the
Great Sea now supported the
Vanguards.
The Siege of Ascalon would
begin in earnest with the next
Morning.

Fornight came and fortnight
Went as the Siege of the City
of Ascalon dragged on and
On,
Until at last a Great Host of
Saracens finally came up from
the land of Egypt to break the
Siege.
At their Command was Yamin
the Mamluk, a renowned fighter
among the Ferocious Fatimids of
Egypt.
"God has drawn the divide here
between You and I," declared
Yamin the Mamluk, seeking
Peace.
"But, though he has given us
different Names, and we to
Him, do you not see our
Brotherhood?"
"Truly, my Heart is Awfully
Aggrieved to have to raise the
Sword."

Godfrey, hearing none of the
Mamluk's pleas for he believed
them False, declared the battle
Begun.
"I have not come here to make
War," said Godfrey, "but War
has been made for me and on
Me."
"I did not intend to take your
Cities by Force — I simply
gave my Will to God, who
Decided."
"This is God's Kingdom, and
He has Commanded my very
Steel."

The Mamluk Commander
lowered his head. "If you will
not reason with me, I must
Fight."
He raised his sword and Lo,
A Great Flood of Mamluks
and Saracens came charging
Forth.
From the Rising of the Sun
to the Death of the Day, the
Hordes Hounded the Weary
Warriors.
For every Saracen which met
his Death, there were ten which
Arose.

"Lose not your Heart, my
mighty Christian Crusaders,"
said Godfrey, raising sword on
High.
Lo, and though he was Struck
in the very Eye by the Hand of
a Saracen Warrior, Godfrey
Stood.
"Had God wished your blow
to **** me," he said, addressing
the Saracen, "I would have been
Silenced,"
"But He has seen fit to preserve
me — Hèlas! My cause is surely
Righteous!"

This assured the Crusaders
of the Divine Favour that God
had seen fit to bestow upon
Them,
Livening their Fervour and
Lighting the Fire of their
Ferocity.

"La samahha 'llah!" cried
the Mamluk Commander,
seeing the hampering of his
Host.
"Surely this Sore Aggrievance
is not deserved of Us, O
Almighty?"

Beaten and Battered, the
Saracen Scoundrels made
their Surrender known to
Godfrey.
Two months before the
Mass of Christ, the Caliph,
Al-Mustali Billah, sued for
peace.
"I have no more will to fight,"
said Al-Mustali, head hung
Low.

Godfrey accepted the Caliph's
sign of surrender two months
beforet the Mass of our Lord,
Christ.
A truce was struck to mark the
boundary with Egypt which he'd
Drawn.
Legends from the Early Kingdom of Jerusalem
Elymaïs Feb 14
I remember the first time
I tried to take my own life.
I was about or nine years old.

I'd forgotten a project in
mister McCollough's class,
and he gave me a failing mark.

I was devastated, but
my friends told me they
received failing marks
on occasion.
Even my teachers
assured me that this
would not be the death of me.

I felt better, but when
I told my mother about
it, I was accosted.

I had never heard
her scream in such a way.
She was so angry she
debelted herself where
she stood and began
to whip me with it.

She told me that I
was a failure and
how disgusted she was
that she had such a child.

I was utterly shattered.
I tried to take my own life.
I was eight or nine years old.

I don't think I've really
been functional since that
day. My grades fell and
so did my ability to arti
culate my words so well
and i fell into a deep slu
mber of sorts that got dee
per with each passing year
and suicide attempt and
mental break and my friends
were so patient but ev
en they lost hope on me
after a while and no
thing could be done for me
and it all goes back to
one memory.

Now every time it gets
just about to the breaking
point, I hear my mother's voice
telling me how disgusted she
is that she had such a child.

I was eight or nine years old.
Elymaïs Jan 30
A tiny flower swayed silently in the wind.

He knelt and cupped the blue petal in his hand.

A voice he didn't recognise echoed in his ear.

A tear fell from his eye, but he didn't know why.
this is a legend of zelda fanwork lol
Elymaïs Jan 16
To my left there's a small book bound in blue;
It's faded, but the letters glisten with golden hue.
On the inside cover is a note from an old friend;
I sigh, for I don't think I shall hear from her again.
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