Cambre and Arielle (From Waking to Repose)
Moonlight lovers lay and kiss,
their hands entwined, she fades in mist.
Swept away by a cold air,
to the endless wintry guerre.
He foreknew that this would come,
yet ever does he grow numb.
So now he sets off on a quest,
to wake Arielle from her long rest,
the maiden sown into Sleep's dark loom,
within a fair white tomb.
'I don't know where my body's went,
but my spirit is cold and spent.
And so I look through wicked eyes,
to the ghost of my demise.'
'My heart beats, a thunderous base,
as me it tries to erase.
but I cannot let it undo,
everything I am to you.'
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