A revelation of artifice
Vision impaired by the essence of Tya
I’ve discovered her little secret
Ensconcement overturned
Over the plains
A tornado touches down
My pain is more fierce
Than at any time ever before
Blood trickles to the floor
Solicitude attempts to take me away
But my paroxysmic storm
May not reach its wake
The existence of time and space mediums
Presents no sign of hope
I’ve taken her down
The wind is my eternally tormented existence
A disturbance leads to the irrational – I hate you
Time lost capsizes the train of thought – How could you do this to me
Amemnon calling, a search beyond – liar, usurper, traitor, hater
This woman has broken a sacred bond
My condolences, master, I know my responsibility to remove the stones
Although I believed… I can’t stop now, the wind has turned into fire
A tear drips down my chin
My head lies sunken in my hands
What have I done
What have I done, she’s not breathing
The whites of those eyes watching me
A smile on her wretched face
A cackle I hear echoes above
She died laughing at me
With whom it was I’m certain
And now, I must flee
But the winds blow on
Confused and alone I watched the rain fall
Coagulation, my hands black
Preparations must be made: for the loophole