A/N: Next chap…thank you, Starlight and Notebook, for this one! Enjoy!
A girl walks into the Nest, my Nest
Whisper of a thought—Karma.
Following the mongrel
of a princess—
two half-bloods, also mongrels
like me.
She sits among the dancers
Talking, laughing
without a care, and I wonder
why she is here.
But my music begins
Slow at first, but quickening
and I pull into myself, forgetting her
and I step onto the dais, feeling Ecl
beside me
and I realize the tri-blood, the mongrel
Has the heart-
beat of Ecl.
Ice tempting as I dance, slow and swift steps
The drum and flute, weaving in mindless proclamation
As I
dance
crazed
steps—
My special dance.
She looks at me--startled,
Bemused, as if she has seen me before
(because I know her and I tell her with my eyes), but
I feel her slip beneath the ice,
Falling into the water
Telling her to fight does no good
Though I've stopped dancing and I'm calling her name.
She cannot
fight.
Falling too fast, the dizzying, dizzying
Lull of Ecl pulling her in
As if tired, she lies back
And Ecl--taking her in her weakness
Friends trying to wake her, I am silent
And I shake my head, knowing
She will not wake unless I fall
But now is not the time.
Waking, for a moment
Karma speaking
Grimacing in little pain and I watch
knowing she will sink again,
knowing I made her fall.
I see Acelan speak to one of the half bloods
He bends over and picks her up and she falls again
Deeply, silently,
To the lull of Ecl.
I cry out and flee the room;
How can I help my victim
when I'm a victim
myself?