She sought his life
after the spurning,
but he was a god,
lost to her
in the daylight.
So she rose
with the moon,
and followed in its wake,
to slay the stars
until she found him,
to feed him back to
the night.
She sought his life
after the spurning,
but he was a god,
lost to her
in the daylight.
So she rose
with the moon,
and followed in its wake,
to slay the stars
until she found him,
to feed him back to
the night.
BlackQuill 