Long has this kingdom
lacked a king, silently,
we stand in their place.

-oOo-

He thinks I do not
know: but I do. The Captain
desires my city.

-oOo-

At the end, she was
as white as the gulls from the
sea that she longed.

-oOo-

My sons, different
but so alike. The younger
has the elder’s gifts.

-oOo-

One lost, near death. One
lost, dead. Doom approaches,
but I stand and laugh.

-oOo-

The fire that burns, the
consuming flame, destroying
all that it touches.