If-
You go down the way of
pine and willow,
flesh and bone,
Get ready to know
pain,
death,
ecstasy,
wild.
Wine, vines, the fish in the sea that aren't fish
God, loved by many
Sweet grapes and smoke
Dancing, hunting, not caring at all.
Rip apart your own flesh and blood
Chase down the stag.
Pain,
Death,
ecstasy,
wild.
Come.
A/N: Inspired by Dionysus, the god of wine, ivy, and ecstasy.
