Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn From: li@Data-IO.COM (Phyllis Rostykus) Subject: [MG] Songs of Joy Message-ID: <1993Jun25.044037.1804@data-io.com> Date: Fri, 25 Jun 1993 04:40:37 GMT She was running, running in your eyes hard, following the tug of a call within the heart the light the heat of her. A tug at her warmth and her caring, at in your eyes the sweet knowledge within her healed heart that I am complete made her who she was. Joy was running towards Dariel's call for help. The music from those she'd played with ran through her like a stream and she held it close for comfort. She was frightened, a little. She could feel Dariel was facing that which had torn her out of the Chaos that had given her shape. She was running towards the being who had And these streets made her and who, most likely, Quiet as a sleeping army could unmake her. She Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven ran, lengthening For the mother's restless son her stride, halfway wishing Who is witness to, who is a warrior that Dariel had taught her the Who denies his urge to break and run. trick he'd used to walk through the world, to just appear wherever his heart desired. She remembered. She stepped. And found herself facing a man. Light flowed He looked beneath his shirt today from the rip in There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide his chest Joy was warmed From the wound a lovely flower grew by the light, the beauty From somewhere deep inside. of Hope. Her maker struck from behind her. Icy hot claws of pain ripped through her. She screamed. It suddenly stopped. She fell into Maybe you will find a love the arms of the wild eyed man with the That you discover accidentally flower growing from his heart. Who falls against you gently She felt him jump at her touch. As a pickpocket The confusion he felt echoed within her, an Brushes your thigh. echo of the confusion she once felt at Dariel's touch when he caught her. She poured out her power, her essence of what she was and there were three responses. One was the one she'd kissed the other day. True to his word, he had not given up. The second was frightened and glowed with her touch. The third was ranting, crying, arguing with the other two while it slipped away from its master, her maker. The one I've got you under my skin within talked back, too. I've got you deep in the heart of me Joy grinned So deep in my heart, you're really a part of me and touched I've got you under my skin her hand to his. The master was I tried not to give in. not pleased, at all. Joy "What's your name?" whispered. He said "I can't remember... I can't remember." the confusion and pain were deep. The voices within echoed her question You're there crying and his anger blossomed hot and dark. I feel not a thing His pain worked at her, Drilling my way deeper in your head within her. Strong Sinking, draining, drowning, bleeding, enough to kill dead. her if she were only human. It still hurt. But he was hurting worse that she. She tried Bring me down you try to speak to him, Feel the pain and keep it all in till you die to tell him that Without eyes you cannot cry. this was not all there "Who's to blame?" had to be. "I can't remember... I can't..." "There The wound itself would give him power is a way The power to remake himself at the time of his darkest hour She said the wound would give him courage and pain The kind of pain you can't hide From the wound a lovely flower grew to remake From somewhere deep inside. yourself." "Remake myself?" His voice was hoarse. "How?" "What's your name?" He I'm coming home with a stone strapped onto my back. struggled I'm coming home with a burning hope turning all my blues to black. to I'm looking for a sacred hand to carve into this stone. tell her A ghost of comfort, angel's breath -- to keep this life inside my chest. This world falls on me with hopes of immortality. and Everywhere I turn all the beauty just keeps shaking me. only cried. Like a million little crossroads "Your Through the backstreets of youth choice." she Each time we turn a new corner whispered. "Be A tiny moment of truth. free." A woman, a merely human woman walked into their faceoff. Joy saw the brown hair, the quick eyes. Joy slid between the mortal and her unmaker, to make absolutely sure that the mortal would only be touched if she were dead. He saw LOVE, SEX, PAIN, CONFUSION, SUFFERING her. The mortal Baby, don't you know that I love you spoke to And I'd never put nobody above you the frightened He could promise the moon and the stars above one trapped within, Even if he promised me the world. trying to loosen the bonds. Just remember I'm forever your girl He could promise the world You gotta remember The trapped one I'm forever you girl. struggled harder. The one Love, love, love is a dangerous drug. who held the body You have to receive it mocked her and her and you still can't get enough of the stuff. love. It It's savage and it's cruel and it shines like destruction went too It comes in like the flood and it seems like religion far when it It's noble and it's brutal said, "Love controls It distorts and deranges you, girl. Love And it drudges you up and you're left like a zombie. destroyed you when it brought you here." The words caused fear to flare in the human part trapped within the whole. Joy saw the one she'd kissed put out both fears with his calm care. The almost free one spoke pain within Joy's head, "Innocence and arrogance, Little goddess. I sense you I may be mad inside-out. Cheerfully I may be blind You show me laughter I may be viciously unkind When I fall." She laughed But I can still read what you're thinking and *touched* his fear. "You wanted to know how to remake yourself." she spoke within him as he had within her. "Here, let me show I'll show you something good. you how I Oh, I'll show you something good. came into being." When I was just seventeen I ran away from home Joy reached deep To be with all the pretty people inside to show To be on my own him all she Bright lights and trains and bedsit stains had started with. And pavements paved with gold He simply nodded but she And I believed in everything that everybody told me felt the uncertain touch of his emotions on the memory Have mercy of her pain. She reached to Have mercy on me. to touch his pain as well, the rip that bared his heart. Joy touched No one on earth could feel like this him with the memory of I'm thrown and overflown with bliss Dariel's love and was There must be an angel surprised to find that she... Playing with my heart felt... for this one who was so much like herself. When you open your mind, "That's how you'll discover the sign I did it." she said softly, that there's something "You can do it. I'll you're longing to find... help." He was still oh, I want to be that complete frightened. And the I want to touch the light longing he held the heat I see in your eyes was sharp. As sharp as Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment? the thorns of a blood It tangles your head like a winter rose red rose. He laughed into the teeth of his own pain and hurt and cynicism. Too funny to keep inside, too painful to stay I'm trying to tell you something about my life, silent. His fear Maybe give me insight between black and white. was bitter with the The best thing you've ever done for me possibility of Is to help me take my life less seriously rue. So It's only life, afterall. he laughed instead of crying. He reached out to Joy, to take her hand. Joy wasn't sure if it was so that she could give him courage, if he wanted support to step out or so he could know what her feelings were for him. She took his hand. It was warm. Joy felt him searching her out with his eyes. She looked up to see through his clear eyes and caught her breath at unexpected beauty. His caught in fear.