The Brood

A family
Eons of waiting
All for a family
A queen awaits her court
My king abandons
The night is fraught with fear
For I hunt tonight
Humanity retreats from me
My veins are scarred
My heart is wounded
The pitch of black
Is my only comfort
No embrace warms
Villainy beware
The queen stalks among you
With heavy thought
With heavy loss
With heavy soul
Your screams will not cover my distress
But I vow
You will pay
And you will pay dearly...with your blood...
-Arielle

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