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WolfandCrow
For your emperor:
Break o’er the forest, moon,
Bleed your light on my feet,
Forward, ahead, I start again
The darkness to unseat,
O five heads now divided,
We seek the leafy throne,
We cough and rage and ramble,
We carry the grindstone
Of silver to whet our claws and teeth.
Take a deep breath.
To you I bequeath
All above and all that’s underneath.
For Selene:
Silver blood and poison spires,
Now about we wait the hours
Until midnight dark and moonlight clear,
Now round about we start to hear
The murmurs of the sunken dead,
Ring round the room and overhead
My song will snap and call you here,
The latent rage will disappear
When you sink down in a sea of sleep.
Be careful of the company that you keep.
Enjoy!
