The Raise Of Asglow (Part 5)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 5)

Asglow wasn’t told by the demons outright.
They were the ones who gave Kronos might.
The spell to reverse Anika’s spear power.
So, Asglow would not have it for that hour.
The demon’s would not help a human again.
Even if they might consider him a friend.
Asglow gave up on finding that spell.
He had another idea that should work as well.
He would perfect his time travel technique.
The way it would work would be really neat.
If Anika activated her spear, he would be gone.
Zap back a few minutes in time, not long.
Then, he would get behind her and come back.
He would then disable her. It’s a fact.
He had a lot of work to do to perfect it.
Kronos was unable to, he reflected.
After many attempts, he discovered the secret.
A balance of additive and subtractive to feed it.
Both were needed to bring it about.
Kronos didn’t have a clue what that was about.
But, Asglow could use both with equal skill.
He had no problem working his will.
He was jumping back in time just a few minutes.
Then, returning shortly, ready to begin it.
He found some instability if he went back further.
A jump to the future was worse than murder.
He didn’t try it, he read the warnings.
To jump back longer had the same warnings.
Just a few minutes, then, return to the present.
It was all he needed to accomplish all he dreamt.
In the meantime, Anika decided to take a trip.
To see the Lumicates. She was into it.
She visited them every now and then.
Because she considered them real friends.
They told her about Asglow and the amulet.
He wanted to control time. Could he handle it?
His future was like looking at bunch of mirrors.
They had no clue, but they did have their fears.
They had never experienced that before now.
Their fears increased. It just wasn’t right somehow.
Anika was real concerned. She knew his history.
She knew Kronos was his father. It was no mystery.
She hoped Asglow wasn’t going to the dark side.
She knew she couldn’t stop him if he tried.
She zapped home and told her family all.
Ansir and Siran couldn’t believe Asglow would fall.
They had been close friends all their lives.
They didn’t want to believe any lies.
They didn’t know Kronos was Asglow’s father.
When told, they became quiet as otters.
They needed to find out what Asglow was up to.
He was gone a lot. Said he had business to attend to.
Asglow smoothed over all their fears.
He was smooth talking. Almost brought them to tears.
Time went on and things settled down.
They thought he had both feet on the ground.
That would change before too long.
Keep reading to find out what is going on.

———————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

 

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 4)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 4)

When Asglow went to the ruined castle.
He had trouble searching without a hassle.
He conceived a plan to rebuild the place.
He couldn’t stand all that waste.
Besides, he wanted to find all he could.
He would use all the old castle he could.
Except move it all to a new place.
On top of a solid granite plateau, in case.
There was one about a mile away.
Several hundred feet high, if a day.
Probably 20 acres or more around.
No way up or down that he found.
He spent two days magically working.
Cutting a narrow path. A sure thing.
Once on top, he made the top level.
It was flat, like made with a bevel.
The narrow path was hard to maneuver.
Easily defended with magic or groover.
A magical tool that reshapes rock.
No one would ever reach the top.
Once on top he zapped away.
He moved stones the easy way.
Zapped them to the top of the plateau.
He recruited others to carry on the show.
He said it would be a memorial.
To always remember Kronos’s gory role.
The Council Of 9 found agreement with this.
The castle was built without a hitch.
Except he built it about 5 times larger.
Expert builders followed him without barder.
With the granite riddled with tunnels and rooms,
reaching way down below bedrock in the gloom.
He had tons of rooms and secret places.
He brought in all books, ledgers, and magic vases.
Everything he found in the ruined castle.
Plus things from everywhere. It was a vassal.
It was finished within two years.
All who visited left with their fears.
They thought it made a fine memorial.
To remember evil, without glory though.
Asglow was hoping to find one thing.
It was something that Kronos could bring.
The reversal of Anika’s spear power.
That would be needed in that hour.
He didn’t find it anywhere he looked.
It was not in any book.
He finally decided there was only one way.
Go to hell and see what Kronos would say.
He knew the black spell that would take him there.
It was dangerous. He could try it, if he did dare.
Finally, he cast the spell.
He was pulled down by a black smoke into hell.
He found Kronos, but he was totally insane.
Just kept screaming about panthers and pain.
He knew he would never learn anything here.
Then, a demon, from nowhere, did appear.
He said: “We know why you risked coming here.”
“We know what you are planning, that is clear.”
“We helped Kronos, but we will never again.”
“There is a chance that you can win.”
“But, your future is not very clear.”
“It is like looking into a bunch of mirrors.”
“Go back and try your very best.”
“Beyond that, may you pass the test.”
With that, he was back where he left from.
What happens next is another story.
Watch for it soon in all its glory.

R.W. Johnson—– (2018)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 3)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 3)

Ancient history showed Asglow much.
He learned time started before the primordial muck.
In the beginning there was no time.
All was status quo, no change came to mind.
Then, as millennia passed, change slowly came.
Time started to be, as a part of the game.
Around that time the stone in the amulet was born.
Created during the first violent storm.
With the right spell, the amulet could control time.
But, only for a temporary period, keep that in mind.
The stone and other similar ones were extremely rare.
It didn’t say where to find one. It wasn’t fair.
Then, Asglow had an idea he thought would help.
He would visit the Lumicates. That would help he felt.
He left Vantera using the portal gates.
He quickly made his way to the planet it takes.
He traveled into the desert and found the Lumicates.
Knowing who he was, they were waiting. He was late.
Lumicates can see the future in most cases.
They knew searching for the amulet was his fate.
They couldn’t get a fix on his future that was clear.
Like finding your way in a house of mirrors.
Millions of futures came and went.
They didn’t know what caused this event.
The only thing that came up was an island.
Someplace on earth by the name of Ireland.
Ireland? He remembered the name in Kronos’s diary.
He said: “Thanks, now I will return home my way.”
He zapped back to Vantera to his room.
He sat there for awhile in the gloom.
Once he had been somewhere, he could zap there.
He looked in Kronos’s diary. It wasn’t anywhere.
Then he saw the note. A Keep in Ireland underground.
He was elated at what he had found.
He would zap to earth, then Ireland bound.
He took a ship and weeks later arrived.
He could feel the magic, he felt alive.
He worked some spells and followed their lead.
He was drawn to the place. Now to succeed.
He opened the underground Keep by using magic.
Things were mostly destroyed. It was tragic.
He searched for many hours without success.
Then, there it was among the mess.
The amulet! It had to be the right one.
He zapped home to Vantera. The fun had begun.
First, using some basic spells, he confirmed.
This amulet would work to help him return.
Time travel is a delicate thing not to be rushed.
Just a few minutes shift would be enough.
It would take more study and research.
He wouldn’t go off on some crazy lurch.
What would happen is yet to tell.
Stay tuned in. It will get wilder than hell.

————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 2)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part 2)

Asglow found a private place to study.
Using Kronos’s diary, he was like putty.
Being molded into a Kronos image.
The dark side seemed to know his lineage.
He mastered all he could find on black magic.
It took time, but that wouldn’t be tragic.
Once he became master of time.
He thought:—- ‘All would be mine.’
In the meantime, things had changed.
One of the council had been claimed.
He passed away due to his age.
They needed another, much younger in age.
Ansir , Siran, & Asglow were obvious choices.
Asglow was older by a year said voices.
He may be wiser, best choice by far.
He won the vote, for what you are.
Well respected, one of the best.
Always studying, more than the rest.
Asglow accepted his place on the council.
He was praised by all the townsfolk.
Even Ansir and Siran felt it was right.
They knew Asglow could handle any fight.
But, he was also very wise for his age.
They didn’t have a problem to engage.
But, if so, Asglow would give good advice.
To depend on him, they didn’t think twice.
Asglow used his position to gain power.
He made the right friends for the hour.
Soon, he was voted head of the council.
Leader of the Wizards. That was a mouthful.
Still, he studied the forbidden arts.
All in secret, right from the start.
A plan was slowly forming in his mind.
It was one to which he was inclined.
He knew Kronos was defeated by the Wizards.
He also knew he could defeat the Wizards.
There would not even be a war.
The Wizards wouldn’t even leave their door.
He knew Kronos didn’t know where the Wizards went.
Yet, he was living there. It was like he was sent.
Ruler of additive magic, soon, ruler of subtractive magic.
Yet, he was taking his time. He was not a fanatic.
He was close to controlling the time spells.
He needed a certain amulet to settle his quells.
With it, he could control all time.
Where to look to make the find?
He needed to do more historic research.
He dove into it for all he was worth.
Will he be able to find what he wants?
Next time you’ll know, without any taunts.

————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part One)

The Raise Of Asglow (Part One)

After “The Wizard’s Worst Nightmare” was done,
there was peace and happiness for everyone.
At least, that was how it seemed.
Except for one, who was not relived.
His name was Asglow, one of their best.
He grew up with Ansir, Siran, and the rest.
His mother’s name was Evangelica.
He never knew his father, which is well enough.
He was told he had been killed battling Kronos.
He knew the history, yet, is that how it goes?
Something had been bothering him for years.
He couldn’t find his father’s name. He had fears.
Finally, he asked his mom about all this.
She said “I was hoping this we would miss.”
“But, you’re entitled to know the tale.”
“Try to understand. It was to protect you.” She wailed.
“I was captured in the battle with Kronos.”
“ He treated me like a whore. No boast.”
“He raped me before Wizards freed me.”
“But, I was pregnant. That’s how you came to be.”
“You mean my father was the dreaded Kronos?”
“Yes Asglow. Better your father be a ghost.”
“That is why you were told he died in the war.”
“There has been enough suffering. No more.”
Asglow was shocked and at a loss.
He was a strong wizard. Who was best?, it was a toss.
Ansir, Siran, and Asglow were the best.
Yet, they have never competed in a test.
Asglow decided to learn all about Kronos.
Everything he did and knows.
Much was forbidden because it was black magic.
Considered negative power. It was tragic.
He found a way to obtain all the files on it.
The more he learned, the more he was drawn to it.
He made a trip to earth, to Kronos ruined castle.
He found a way in after a lot of hassle.
He found Kronos throne room and something more.
He found Kronos diary hidden in a secret drawer.
It revealed Kronos greatest attempt.
To manipulate time itself to his own event.
Asglow was suddenly overtaken with what he found.
He had the power to become greatest around.
Kronos will be a footnote in history when he was done.
The raise of Asglow, who will be the greatest one.
What he does is yet to be told.
Keep reading, try to be bold.

————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Mighty Hand Of Faa (Part 2)

The Mighty Hand Of Faa (Part 2)

A small group of scientists were hid out.
They had a plan they were talking about.
They had a means to speed up entropy.
The deterioration of all to nothing remotely
similar to what it was. Turned to waste.
They needed to get it to the Faa home base.
They needed to know how long it took.
The trip from earth to the Faa home nook.
They would sneak the device aboard their ship.
A timer would trigger it at the end of the trip.
One casually talked to a bored Faa guard.
He got the information. It wasn’t hard.
They would plant it among the mined ore.
It was undetectable, according to lore.
The ship blasted off for the home Faa planet.
It landed on the smog shrouded hunk of granite.
The whole planet was an industrial complex.
So polluted, home sweet home, lost its context.
The load of ore was needed badly here.
They also needed more. That was clear.
Just as the unloading had begun,
a timer clicked.—— It had begun.
Slowly at first, so it wasn’t noticed.
Then, rapid decay became the focus.
In a matter of hours the entire planet was consumed.
The Faa didn’t know what hit them. They were doomed.
Soon, on earth, no new Faa ships arrived.
The Faa here panicked. How will they stay alive.
They needed new supplies of the air they breathed.
Earth’s air was deadly. Had they been deceived?
They tried to breathe it. They had no choice.
An agonizing death ended their voice.
Humans were free. They knew their plan worked.
They had a number of Faa ships. What a quirk.
They became space explorers, but didn’t forget
how they got here using a trick.
They would not be like the Faa a bit.
They soon formed a Federation of Planets.
They eliminated all invaders and bandits.
Humans were a lot better off in the end.
Now, they had a lot of inner planetary friends.

————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

The Mighty Hand Of Faa

The Mighty Hand Of Faa

The time has come for all to decide.
Will you live,—— or will you die.
What a choice. Most will say live.
But, to do so, you must forgive.
Forgive what? You ask in awe.
Forgive those they call the Faa.
Those aliens who conquered the earth.
You now are a slave from your birth.
Accept it as your destiny.
There is nothing you can do, you see.
This rubs your hackles the wrong way.
You don’t accept being a slave today.
If you don’t, then you will die.
Acceptance means life, so do not cry.
All will accept because they want to live.
But, they will never come to forgive.
They will hope to someday be free.
This is not the life for you and me.
The Faa is stripping this earth to the bone.
All minerals, metals, and precious stones.
We, the slaves, will do all the work.
Killing our own world. What a quirk.
We are a back world dump to the Faa.
Being assigned here is a lowly call.
Slaves are treated with indifference.
Nothing we can do will make a difference.
But, as earthlings, we never give up.
A plan is developing in the ruff.
It will take time to carry it out.
They will learn what we are about.
But, that is another story.
Soon to be told in all its glory.
So, come back and hear it all.
You will be proud and stand tall.

——————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Georgia Has It All

Georgia Has It All

On the roam and ended up in Georgia.
I like the pretty colors here in the fall.
It seems I’ve made it to heaven before ya.
Sitting here waiting for you to finally call.

I will no longer be running around.
All I need is for you to join me.
I like it here enough to settle down.
Together we can live a life that’s free.

I kept my sleeping bag rolled up behind your couch.
I knew I couldn’t stay in one place for long.
This rambling man just had to move along.
I knew when I left you would start to pout.
My love for you was hanging by a song.
It was only a matter of time till I was gone.

Georgia has made a change in me.
I feel like I’m ready to stick around.
All I need now is for you to see.
My two feet are finally on the ground.

This old ranch house is like a long lost friend.
Nestled here in the woods that I call home.
It’s the closest place to heaven I’ve ever been.
Only thing missing is my angel all alone.

You said you would always love me.
You would wait till I was ready.
That time is now, can’t you see.
I am ready. Ready, ready Teddy.

I kept my sleeping bag rolled up behind your couch.
I knew I couldn’t stay in one place for long.
This rambling man just had to move along.
I knew when I left you would start to pout.
My love for you was hanging by a song.
It was only a matter of time till I was gone.

——————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Beyond Reality

Beyond Reality

Beyond reality are things unexplained.
Yet, they happened just the same.
If you can’t wrap your mind around the facts.
Further investigation is stopped in its tracks.
Depending on what it is that happened.
A miracle, it seems, soon becomes fact then.
Or, it is credited to the paranormal realm.
‘The unknown’ seems to be at the helm.
Often, it is explained through religious faith.
This answer is jumped to, often in haste.
If seen, believe it,—- if not, it’s a myth.
Seeing the answer is considered a gift.
Often, it is chalked up to a hoax.
Especially, if you happen to see a ghost.
So, where do we go from here?
The unexplained is nothing to fear.
It simply means more study is needed.
Knowledge is gained when such acts are repeated.
When the real truth is known what then?
There will be others on which to begin.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Life, And A Little More

Life, And A Little More

We had help from the angels above.
I thought it was all based on love.
That was just the way it was.
It was always the local buzz.
Then, something seemed to change.
Things were no longer the same.
People blamed it on evil and sin.
The devil made me do it again.
Is it always so cut and dry?
If things do not meet your eye.
Blame it on Satan and his demons.
What a nightmare. I must be dreaming.
Let’s search for other answers here.
Maybe it is caused by fear?
Maybe it is the early training.
Spare the paddle. I’m not complaining.
The final answer is up to you.
You will do what you want to do.
You can follow the guidelines of life.
Or, do your own thing, despite the strife.
I guess there is much in the golden rule.
Do unto others as you want done to you.
The final result, good or bad.
Is what you make it. That could be sad.
Motivation is the name of the game.
Say it simple, say it plain.
Nobody said life would be easy.
In fact, usually, it’s kind of cheesy.
But, with the right condiments included.
Life can be all that it is eluded.

————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)