I don't know how,
And I have no idea when,
But I will find you
There,
Where waters still
Run deep
Too cold to touch.
I will descend
To lands beyond
The human blood
To give you voice,
To find you
There,
Beyond, beneath.
By gods,
Both old and new,
I'll find you there,
I'll sing you out
Whatever that
Will cost me,
But I will.
I shall descend,
I'll go as deep
As you would
Wish me to-
To lead you out
Into the light.
I swear.
I'll sing you out
In word and blood,
In voice and truth,
In pain and tears,
In life and death,
I'll be your guiding light
As I have promised you.
Let me descend.
Oh let me find you there
And bring you back
As Orpheus-
To give you voice
And blood
Of my own heart.
Do not leave me
Alone
In darkened world
So empty, so devoid
Of light
Without you here.
And let me sing you
Out of oblivion.
Well, that was beautiful in the way an avalanche is beautiful. Unstoppable, cold, and somehow full of aching purpose. You’ve stitched grief and hope together with thread made of music and blood, and somehow, despite the darkness, it shines. They descend not to bargain, but to sing, and that’s an entirely different kind of magic.
Dangerous magic. But the very best kind.