Epitaph Empress

Author's Note: So, maybe I won't be sticking to the two-chapters-per-day rule; that one was just a one-off. You guys are lucky. Besides, I think two in one day would be hell to actually have to write. . . Anyway, on with Part Three! Ooh, around the halfway mark now. . . Sorry that it's just a poem and all ::guilty look:: The next proper chapter will be up soon!

Liber Tertius: Queen of the Dead

She sits

In her throne of night.

She stares

Into hearts of darkness.

She shrinks

As fear overwhelms all.

She sighs

Her crown is so heavy!

She squirms

Escaping death's gaze.

She sees

A love too terrible.

She sleeps

Lost without tender dreams.

She screams

How afraid she is of the dark!

She stops

Determined with hope.

She stirs

Awakened by black warmth.

She stands

Tending to her duties.

She sings

And the sun shines!