Onyx: “Return to your rightful place and she shall be saved”
Emerald: “But I will never be forgiven…”
Onyx: “Not by her, but your child won’t see the grave.”
Emerald: “From my father’s house, I have been out driven
Such influence, no longer do I deserve”
Onyx: “Am I not a guardian? Follow this path that I have paved”
The night thrives when the sun flees
Festus arrives to feed pigs
Barely dressed, a cold breeze
In this mess from an evening jig
Slave to a man with many kids
Nothing to emend, without guilt
Caught in the mouth of a hungry shark
Little fish is afraid, stuck and trapped
He looks up the skies to stare into midnight’s gaze
That bright shining vast, memories from early days
Of mother’s lullabies
Through her songs of praise
Stories from the wise
Of a flying goddess
Who rules the skies
A saviour to the godless
Who wipes tears from eyes
Both men and elves
The master’s wife is a good lady
She may extend help
Tis dangerous and crazy
But where else is hope?
Dhaarmik is a believer in the gods
She knows of the ancient magic
She is respected and held above
And not settled in this traffic
The master’s wife is nice indeed
Being the only one to see
Past the selfish human “need”
So when approached, obviously
Ways to care conceived
She wanted to help, but could not betray
Fearful of the effect, of her husband’s ways
But saw the child as he wept, so she sent him away
“Death has been yours,
Given by fate,
Death has been yours,
Korpis to date
Death has been yours,
No escape for your state
Death will be yours,
Unless you call and wait
But, Life can be yours
If you wait
Life can be yours
A brand new state
Life can be yours
Just call on this date
Life will be yours,
When she comes and changes your fate”
-Dhaarmik
But the escape was discovered
As Enochi and Nitropis could not
Losing their grip on him, could not
So Korpis put them undercover
To kill both betrayers when caught
Dhaarmik was murdered that night
But Festus with all his strength fought
Dhaarmik’s song of hope his might
Hope for salvation from beyond
After long minutes of aggression
After long minutes of resistance
Festus delivered the mortal blows
Deeply saddened by the transgression
He fully welcomed his resurrection
…As he buried his friends or foes.
Freedom through betrayal and secrecy
Blood and Tears covering his vest
In gratitude for his mistress’s charity
While his heart pounds in his chest
Out of fear for his fury
The young man steps out of darkness…
