When Daevon Fell

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**Crimson Skies: When Daevon Fell**

I despised you, love. Your Dusk rendered me hollow.

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When Daevon fell, the Council of Seven was but a headless flock,
basking in the fearful petrichor without direction or cause.
How easily our ilk fell to the Usurpers,
their lingering scents dancing amidst the succulent smoke of the pyre,
leaving only an air of treachery and filth in their wake.
The Witch of the Lake knew this day would come,
her raving miasma rolling across the bustling streets unimpeded,
bringing low our Council and [[[daevite-hub|People]]] alike.
Only the two of us remained, yet you still refused to dawn.

For but a blink every decade,
I could hold you tightly in arms, all too aware 
your shadowed seclusion would engulf you once more
the moment I let go.
Your pale cheeks cowered from any light not of the Moon you treasured so dearly,
yet they nuzzled into my Sun-kissed palms all the same.
My fingers traced sweet nothings into your back,
selfishly prying for an end to your false, barren [[[daevite-mathematics-complex-numbers|enlightenment]]],
selfishly praying to the [[[The Smell of Blood|Great Weaver]]] that my grip might taint your isolation,
selfishly preening in hopes that my Sunlight might eclipse your endless Gloom,
selfishly preparing to snatch you away and finally prove my worth.
I despised you, love. Your Dusk rendered me hollow.

When Daevon fell, the bells rang their death wail thrice,
the Great Flood screaming across our Timeless City with an agony like no other.
The sparks of our People flickered in fear,
filling the crumbling streets with a desperate cacophony as
they cried out to their Light for guidance and love,
but I could not answer their pleas.
All that mattered was you.
Shivering swords in hand,
I cut down your guards one by one with a simple, rhythmic dance,
the Crimson they shed whetting my appetite for your undoing.
When your chambers burst open, the rush of escaping night air
gave way to a serene silence I knew all too well.
Shattering it all was a simple question,
a futile plea positioned precariously at the End of All Days.
I sought liberation from your somber shadow,
the final dissolution of your Eternal Vow,
your serenading voice restoring Order to the Lightless people of Daevon,
yet you were silent.
My heart tore asunder as I shouted your name,
tears rippling across the Moonlit waters of your Timeless sanctuary,
desperation shattering your fragile tranquility forevermore,
yet you were silent.
That's when I ran my sword through your chest.

The silvery savor of your lips coursed through my writhing veins,
the sweet aftertaste of Blood burning
my vengeful tongue with regret and shame,
but your Fate could not be averted.
The Usurpers had already consumed [[[sarkicism-hub|Adytum]]], and they would be upon us too before long.
Their vile slave-mouths partook in the Flesh of the fallen,
yet no famine could ever compare to the
dripping, rending hunger
of my mouth on your silken skin
running along your shaking thighs,
your spasming neck,
your heaving stomach,
your breathless bosom,
refusing to defile what had already been made impure
by my prideful unmaking.

When Daevon fell, we were together at last,
your radiant hair swaying amidst the stormy winds
flooding the chamber,
flooding my heart.
I cradled you softly in my Sunlight,
your opal eyes piercing my profane heart
with not even a sliver of enmity
before at last they faded into the endless Dark whence they came.
You knew, didn't you?
You awaited my arrival on this terrible day,
Daevon's final breath,
and hoped I might relieve you of your duties with a single, violent //thrust//.
You've always written that death and decay is inevitable.
Is this what you meant, my love?

One by one, the stars averted their gaze
and the sky was set ablaze
and the Starlit Spear came spiraling down
to wash Daevon away in a flood of Crimson.
The Timeless City would be no more,
its streets barren and broken beyond repair,
and I knew in my wretched bones that I did my part.
I wished to scream, yet I remained silent.

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