in dreams he thinks forever

on the time that comes upon.

he is frozen, he is trapped,

and it is clear the Prince has won.

p

there is broken, there is whole

and he is somewhere in between.

he is dreaming, he's awake

and he fears he's given in

to the dream within his open eyes

he wishes he'd never seen.

p

prophecy, forgive him,

he has lost along the way.

Bormahu, hon dii for,

he is one with your decay.

p

destruction was his birthright

in time, perhaps he'll mourn,

when dov roam the skies once more,

and the wheel turns upon the Last Dragonborn.

p

but kill the roses and feed the fire,

then stand and watch it burn.

through death they sate the hunger,

and it is all their souls can learn.

p

drown in beauty, drown in sorrow,

do you hear her spirit cry?

his voice, it sings the thu'um,

when she hears it she will die.


AN: another terrible drabble, but this time it rhymes!