Disclaimer: anyone who actually thinks I own the Dresden Files needs therapy, ASAP
Lasciel
Oh, Lasciel
Oh, Webweaver
Dark angel coming for me
Tempting, ensnaring me
An inexorable seduction
Leading me astray.
My lady of darkness
Sweetly corrupting
My mistress of beauty and terror
My soul is yours
'Til death do us part
For you and your master I serve.
Author's Note: Well, it's not much, but there may be more. Whatever. I just figured I'd post it anyway. Think what you will of it.