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Betrayal of the Dark Queen
The dark queen sat silently among
the branches, wrapped in her cape,
surrounded by her august but
mute parliament of owls.
She waited, the moon switched
off by a cursory spell until he arrived.
Unaware of his audience, he began
to pace and mutter love phrases.
Her heart shattered at the name
he called and the rumors founded.
Truth revealed by his own tongue,
his fate was tragically sealed.
She rose from her seat no longer
the queen but a black hawk who
unfurled its wings and silently
soared into the ink.
Her soul burned with betrayal
and before morning's light
a love would perish stabbed
with the shards of her heart.
d.s. hill ©
