Guest guest Posted June 9, 2002 Report Share Posted June 9, 2002 For the Love of the Dark One Binding my ankles with silver I danced - people in town called me crazy. She'll ruin the clan, said my mother-in-law, and the prince had a cup of venom delivered. I laughed as I drank it. Can't they see? - body and mind aren't something to lose, the Dark One's already seized them. Mira's lord can lift mouintains, he is her refuge. He has stained me, the color of raven he's stained me. Beating a clay two-headed drum at both ends like a nautch girl I dance before sadhus. Back in town I'm called crazy, drunkard, a love slut - they incited the prince, who ordered me poisoned, but I drained the cup without missing a step. Mira's lord is the true prince; he stained her the color of raven. Birth after birth she is his. Love, Mazie Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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