Dark Faeries of Mernac

Here I have some more Faeries. These belong to my dearest brother Quont the father of Lust. Let this not concern or worry you. For yes they dwell on the side of darkness. But they are still exceptionally beautiful and works of art in themselves.

 

Many artists have contributed their Faeries to The Legends of Mernac. Here I’d like to share them with you the prospective reader. Many a tale has been told and still many more are to be told. If you are a writer and are interested in telling a tale for an image please do drop by the galleries of Faeries and find the image and artist. Join the site and make contact, I’m pretty sure that the artist will welcome you to bring life to their character is it has not been done yet.

Please do not steal the images, permissions were granted to further promote the site. Not fill your coffers with great images. If you want an image, follow the links, find out who the artist is and ask them for permission.

The Gods of Mernac

Welcome all. I would like to share with you images of my brothers and sisters. The Gods or Mothers and Fathers of the Legends of Mernac.

The Other will greet you, do take him a treat.

It is hoped that you will visit the galleries after viewing the tales and read the accompanying tales to the images. I promise you will enjoy, they do say a picture tells a thousand stories and it is the belief of this Goddess, that The Legends of Mernac will far exceed those predictions.

Please do not steal the images, permissions were granted to further promote the site. Not fill your coffers with great images. If you want an image, follow the links, find out who the artist is and ask them for permission.

Canolas faeries

Let me introduce you to the Faeries of Mernac. Not the dark Fae of Quonts, but the faeries of the light.

Many artists have contributed their Faeries to The Legends of Mernac. Here I’d like to share them with you the prospective reader. Many a tale has been told and still many more are to be told. If you are a writer and are interested in telling a tale for an image please do drop by the galleries of Faeries and find the image and artist. Join the site and make contact, I’m pretty sure that the artist will welcome you to bring life to their character is it has not been done yet.

Please do not steal the images, permissions were granted to further promote the site. Not fill your coffers with great images. If you want an image, follow the links, find out who the artist is and ask them for permission.

Disciple Call

I call thee elements

Elsen’s disciples

I’ve sat and thought, wondering

Will they come to my call

Has their instructions been ignored

 

Is that a dragons breath

Or is it the wind and her sister

That make me grin

Have they answered my call

Their Patron did instruct them

 

Will the wind make souls scream

Will the fire make their souls burn

Will the earth devour them

Will the rain scour them

Will the thunder send their hearts flying

Will Water wash them away

Will Ga drain their magic

Will emotion be torn

Will Ice betray

Will Dust hide their memories

Will Reflection show their ugliness

 

Through half shuttered eyes will I witness them

Elsen’s disciples all of them

I call thee Disciples

Feel the pain in the roots of my heart

Be apart of my vengeance

 

I fall into a dream

Blood oozes, into a wizards jar

Something keeps me still

Dogs howl and I grin

I call thee Disciples

 

Will the Wind scour

Will the Fire rage

Will the Earth flatten landscapes

Will the Thunder rattle bones

Will the Water flood

Will the Ga absorb

 Will Emotion exaggerate

Will Ice flash freeze

Will Dust blanket memories

Will Reflection crush knowledge

 

A deep gash in my womb

Blood rushes as it contracts

No more creations

My pain, has need to be shared

Come to me Elsens disciples, be my vengeance.

Scribed by: Findbotr.

Death Song

‘O our hearts rend

‘O our friends no longer dance

‘O our families will never sing

‘O our voices sing out

Mother Canola

Heard our cries

Know that we are all and one

‘O how our hearts sorrow

‘O for all the lost tomorrow’s

‘O there will be no amends

‘O our families, friends and neighbours

No more our home an enchanted place

Now filled with the ghosts of our race

Never to be forgotten the Iyil Sen

‘O Faery children

‘O Iyil Sen

‘O our weeping you can understand

‘O friends walk hand in hand

© findbotr Aug 2007