Mad black eyes watched the manticore with wary interest, gleeful in the pain and anger each sing-song word seemed to cause. Snarling and vicious, as much a beast as the blighted raven had become, Remi lashed out and the white bird shuddered in something akin to dark ecstasy, a broken croon escaping his beak at the threats that were made, delicious promises as sweet as arsenic.
"Ro~ory," the raven echoed, turning the name to rough music to match Remi's. "Rory, gory,"
Red with blood.
Burned the house down
While he stood
In the kitchen making tea
Now no more Rory
Only me.
Black blood continued to drip, but slower now, the thick, tarry substance swiftly congealing in the cold, though it left dark tears running down the trunk of the Mathair as the raven threw back his head and crowed a harsh, mad laugh.
Console dear Rory
In his grave
Another one
You could not save.
Bury your cock
in ash and bone
Let Ronin hear you
As you moan.
The wicked creature that wore Jigano's skin and rifled through his memories ceased it's hopping from foot to foot, growing suddenly still and sharply focused on the manticore below as all false humor fled its mad heart and his voice took on a knife-sharp edge.
You love them, Remi
As do I.
Let's love them to death
And watch them die.
"Ro~ory," the raven echoed, turning the name to rough music to match Remi's. "Rory, gory,"
Red with blood.
Burned the house down
While he stood
In the kitchen making tea
Now no more Rory
Only me.
Black blood continued to drip, but slower now, the thick, tarry substance swiftly congealing in the cold, though it left dark tears running down the trunk of the Mathair as the raven threw back his head and crowed a harsh, mad laugh.
Console dear Rory
In his grave
Another one
You could not save.
Bury your cock
in ash and bone
Let Ronin hear you
As you moan.
The wicked creature that wore Jigano's skin and rifled through his memories ceased it's hopping from foot to foot, growing suddenly still and sharply focused on the manticore below as all false humor fled its mad heart and his voice took on a knife-sharp edge.
You love them, Remi
As do I.
Let's love them to death
And watch them die.
