"I hold the power in my hands
I raise my arms, I make my stand.
Speed of air, swift of wind
Harmony I'm about to send.
The angels sing, I whirl about
I throw the energy up and out!
So mote it be!"
~ Born in Blood, I will Die in Blood ~
From darkness creaps the midnight sleep.
Her eyes like silver in the moon.
She flits like shadows in the hallows of darkness sweet retreat.
Down corridor and hallowed halls of blackness shimmering like stars.
She wanders like a whispered dream of phantoms heart.
Her lips speak poison, her heart a daggars point.
Her hands the caress of death.
To fall to such sweet surrender is the find the eternal night of youth.
Midnight is her wraith-like lover, dawn the agressive mate.
Her children are the spawns of ages, her heartbeat their primal cry.
Her breasts the feast of ages, her lips the kiss of night.
To succumb to such sweet abandon, is to fall into the night.
Idle fingers caress the rim of the black cut glass goblet with easy nonchalance ... nails clipping softly against the belly of the cup. Elegant long white fingers cup the challace against moist parted lips, lingering to taste the fragrant wyne, the lucious sheen of a crimson kiss imprint left against the mouth of the bowl. From that sweet mouth a soft, caressing purr rises to speak ... tangible like a touch, while faceted emerald green eyes peer from beneath heavily fringed black lashes, "So you've come here, to My domain, to seek Me out ... to know who, and what, I am?" a dramatic pause to highten the mystery of the moment and then She continues. "I've been many things, to many people: a Blood Angel, a creature of the Nine and a High Priestess of Selene ... a Wife, a Mother and a Sister ... but always I have been, and always will be
...Jadis...
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