Umbra & the First General of the Cavalry – Imperial Ball (III)

Umbra: Logos! Come and dance with us.

Logos: I am fine, thank you.

Core: Oh, come on! I’ll teach you some moves.

*silence*

Logos: Umbra, is she staying long?

Umbra: Core is part of our family. She’ll stay forever with us.

*silence*

Umbra: What’s wrong? You need Core for a balanced forefront. The army needs you both.

Logos: I know… but she’s so *looks at Core who in turn looks at him glistening with joy* moist… and sweet.

Core: *bursts into laughter* I know, right! Everything that you are not. We’ll make such a great team.

Logos: *grits his teeth as he glares at Umbra* So, Core… uhm… what are those moves you wanted to teach me?

Umbra: *giggles and pats Logos’ shoulder* Good general, good general.

Dark I of Light Graveyard

Hollow eyes –

caves of wonder and mournful secrets –

speak through the lips of lament.

Lay thy corpse before me,

that I bestow unto thee relief

and crown thee unearthed and acknowledged.

Gypsy, Queen of the Salt Realm of Melancholy,

come through the glass and don thy smile.

Sway in my arms, my beauty oriental,

be that wild mane of thine

the promise of love instrumental.

Take off the mask,

that our heartbeats echo as one,

and let thy mist invigorate me

upon this hour of self-induced demise .

Primal being,

give thyself to me in thy upmost glory.

Muse of my desires, my ghoulish sweet!

Stand by me,

and let us heed

the ancient calling of the Abyss.