Sit down with me young man.... I have a story to tell you....
It began as a lad many years ago
I was one of the lost.... the sad unknown....
But soon a secret would be handed to me....
For I was to be master of the Roly.. Polyeee....
I grew up a slave...
Shackled in time...
Nothing my own but the mastery of mind...
Plow, axe, and scythe were my tools...
While I labored the land for absolute fools..
How could life be so wrong I would say...
That I break the skin of my hands each day...
They beat, scarred, and call me a whelp...
But I cried not once... not once for help...
Instead every blow drove an anger in me....
And eventually led... to Roly Poly...
I laid awake and awake and awake on the floor....
No restful sleep among many who snore...
In my own mind adventures I'd seek...
While lying burdened in hot summer's heat...
Finally many many years had gone bye...
I fell away from the masters keen eye....
And that's when I heard them calling my name...
UnholyRolyPoly.... is what they would say...
In the dead of night on a warm misty shore....
I first found the home of my minions and more....
This was the place not to be named....
From Moss ridden rocks red spirits were famed....
And here they would seek many many full moons...
When the ancients summoned the west gods to bloom...
On this warm misty night I could almost see...
Their spirits dance with murderous glee..
It was the first time they came calling to me....
And it was the first time.... I truly felt free...
Many nights passed and I dared not go out...
For what if the master was out and about...
Moving and mauling through endlessly long days...
I worked the land to a vigorous haze...
Finally it came... the moment at last...
I awoke from a dream on a full moons pass
There in the darkness my will to be free
Led me to echoes of ancient blood rooted down by the sea...
I walked diligently and anxious to the place I knew last...
Where the silence of the night turned into moans of the past...
I crept down by the rock moss covered and sewn...
Into the fabric of time an evil had grown...
There in the dark... in the night... by the sea....
Came the first vision of what was to be...
And hand in the dirt and blood lust in me...
Came to my fingers... the Roly... Poly...
Tiny and small he was all things I thought....
That might just end this misery and rot...
For I am large but a slave in this world...
Now armed with the darkness and in darkness he curled...
Calmly and Kindly he came to my ear...
What secrets of the night might this thing adhere...
And there in the meadow... by the moon and the stars...
He told me of vengeance... and it would be ours...
I gathered as many as could hold in my hand....
My minions... my devils... who dwelt in the sand...
Walking slowly and peacefully back toward the land...
That my old master had beat me to tend....
The first of them were to be those like me...
They lay spread in a triangle as asleep as can be....
I knelt down by the ear of each of three...
And delivered.... the Roly... Polyeeee....
Bloodshot their eyes open and wept....
Tears of this world I would not accept...
For these were the friendly and kindest to me...
But all must sacrifice to pay to be free...
Emboldened and hardened by murder I'd known...
I stepped into the alley between our shack and their home...
I crept alongside the garden I'd built...
Moments away from vengeance I felt
The door drifted open and a fire blazed bright...
But the Master slept soundly on this fine night...
I crept through the shadows of pale yellow light...
The floor telling the tale of glory in sight...
There he laid... there he slept... and there he would wake... to a vengeance I'd dreamt...
Kindly I placed my palm by his ear...
Gently I laid my minion of fear...
In moments the night turned to savage delight...
As all light from the fire danced it was quite.... wonderful.......
The sounds of the dead echoed and swelled...
The ancients whose blood fed the grounds of hell...
A terrible roar escaped the old man....
As he awoke to this beautiful end.....
He cried out in pain and grabbed at his head...
He shook in the dark like one who is mad...
Screaming and frothing he bellowed so long....
The price of redemption for a Tyranny Song...It lasted too long
Finally I found the moment to strike..
As he shook and whined I laughed to a wonderful height...
I glanced in his eyes one last time... Once a Master... now Mine...
I lunged with all might.... ... my vengeance now from shadow to light...
I watched all alone now in terrible glee....
As he writhed in pain and pure agony....
Once it was done... all was set right....
My Minions had done well this night....
I stepped from the home of which was my hell...
To a cool breeze and a sweet sweet smell...
The moon was blood red and the stars in the sky...
They twinkled and smiled at me and my crime...
All was silent but for the sound of the sea....
All but the echo heard only by me...
Dreams were my guide to the die that was cast....
Upon the alter of the dead...
I became...
UnholyRolyPoly at last......
Chapter 2 (Edited Once rough Draft)
Days, Weeks, Months they all passed
I traveled the land an outcast
Sleeping in hollows and dining in muck
I shivered constantly from the rain and bad luck
I'd hear them sometimes,
They call for me,
But I was cautioned and silent as could be,
.....If they caught me....
My friends from the Earth had long since been silent
I wondered now if in madness I had become too violent
For restraint had been castrated in great joy and thrill
I traded my sanity for the burden of free will
Many moons passed and I would run like the day
For the eyes of the dead haunted me
By night.... maddened with grief... I slept not a wink
But come dawns dew I found myself running again to
It wasn't the boots on the path that caused fear
It was the sound of the dogs barking so near
How they did not find me?
I guess I will never know
But the fact that I'm still breathing is the proof and it's quite clear
Night after night the howling went on...
By day I took rest and hauled ass through the dawn
But they never came so much nearer to me
And now they relented.... Could it be... that I was finally free....
I was cold, I was hungry, and I was dying a slow death
Only motivated by the very next breath
When I stumbled into a hatch by the stream
There I lay my head... and there I would dream...
So silent so long?
I asked in the dark....
My Minion why have you abandoned me?
And holding the RolyPoly close to me he said
Have I abandoned thee? Why in this very place I have brought to you free
Take notice and listen carefully
I've paid for your freedom... and now you owe me...
In dawn's light the first of them will come
This blood price is owed and it will be done
Wait until the next full moons pass
And release us your minions into her ass
Then... I heard nothing but darkness and slept...
I dreamt of soft hands and and an ocean breeze
The wonderful smell of a calm blue sea
and as I awoke I saw staring at me
The most beautiful blue eyes one could conceive
I sat upright startled and panicked
And she lay a soft finger to her lips to quiet the racket
I could hear soldiers outside marching their beat
Though I ran for months... I knew it was for me they would seek
Should I trust her... Stay Silent? And hope that all went well?
Or should I bash her head in, steal what I could sell, and run like hell
I went back and fourth for moments it seemed...
Until I remembered the minions message to me
So I stay silent...
The beat of the marching grew distant
My chest eased down with a sigh of relief
She held out her hand with the brightest blue eyes
Like they were a gift from the ocean
I stared without motion and thought
Poseidon must have carved pearls from his heart
To create this disguise, For she was a goddess
A gift from the Sea,
Incredible and Sanctified,
And there she was.... staring at me
I remembered my manhood and gathered my thoughts
I came to my feet
Looked at her
And said I am Unholy... Master of the Roly Poly
A curious gaze crossed her face and I smiled...
And I knew then.....
From those blue eyes was my blood prize and......
She said...
I am Emily... in my tongue it means a gift from the sea.........
I smiled and thought, "No Emily.... you are a gift for me and my Roly Polyeeee."
Chapter 3 "Not so much anymore Rough Draft"
During the next few weeks I said almost nothing to her
I worked the land, caught rabbit and pheasant and brought her the fur
She was quite pleasant unlike the many I'd known
For the masters wife was a dirty old crone with big hair and a fat belly far overgrown
The ocean woman seemed somewhat cautious to me
I would catch her from the corner of my eye staring with curiosity
I gave her my share of the pheasant, what else could she want
I had not stashed any for myself,
I was going to kill her but a thief I was not
I became more and more comfortable with the trail we had found
I lay my head to the ground often listening but heard no sound
It was just myself and this lady traveling through the dawn to the dusk
Only stopping to rest moments... then moving along
By night we made camp under the moon and the stars
We let a fire burn bright
It tickled the leaves and washed us clean of cold scars
I watched her sleep in anticipation
Each night frothing wild contemplation
It was easy to kill my masters and three
But this one had done nothing to me
She was beautiful you see.....
We made our way into the high hills
The dark became colder and the fire had less will
And then came a day that changed every night
When I heard her scream from camp in terrible fright
I ran back heart beating and feet fleeting
Like a madman with his brain bleeding I gripped tight to my axe
Staggering over the last hill she caught my eye
And it said run.... and stay....at the same time
Suddenly a terrible roar bellowed and shook the ground
Terror gripped my heart and out of my chest it pounded out
I felt the whole world slow down
And there before me.... was a creature ten times the size of a hound
I stumbled back and tripped over my feet
The predator drew near to me his new found meat
He lifted a smile for me
Terrifying fangs glaring and scaring the shit out of me
And in a moment everything went clear
I could see the clouds above me and without an ounce of fear
I gripped tight to my axe and gathered myself upright
The beast howled at me to shout down any fight
But I wouldn't have it
No.... This time I would meet might with might
I roared back at the beast with all that I had
Looked him in the eye and I knew....
I put fear in him to
In a blaze of fury I swung my peasant axe.....
The beast knocked me to the ground with a powerful blast
I scrambled for every second of life I had left
And he thundered and roared and lunged to attack
Suddenly the creature growled in pain
And from the side I could barely make out her frame
The lady had broken a branch from the tree and stabbed this creature for me
I knew I had only a moment to act
This terror tracked my lady like a jackal to rat
I grabbed up my axe and with every ounce of my might
I drove it deep into the beasts head like splitting dawn to sunlight
The creature was down.....
I turned round to face the whole world....
And I howled...
For a moment I stared out...
The sky in front of me was a porcelain dusk
And behind me the stars crept in...
But making it's fateful path toward my eyes
I saw on the distant horizon....
A full moon arise...... carrying with it... the payment of sin
If this was to be the first night of a high tide
Then she was to me my lady
And to my debtor his blood prize
How now.... had she become my friend
To Be Cont.
