Ch3 part 1
Voice whisper in the darkest of hours
Taking there time leaving feelings so sour,
Plotting and planning no knowing she hears it ,
Planning a way to break the free spirit,
Steps grow closer the floor a sharp crackle,
Trying to move the free spirit is shackled,
Tied down pinned down upon an altar of black,
Starring at the ceiling also crumbled and cracked,
Not sure it's be is upside down or down side right,
Or Left side down the thought brought her much fright,
feeling the glow leave from her crown,
The perfect hem stone torn from her gown,
Then the Lady of black speaks in much reverence,
Let not take pride or wealth but take the innocence,
A sharp pain then felt in her side,
The feelings of euphoria began to subside,
A feeling of horror plague her minds gate,
It's the horrible feeling of not knowing her fate,
Two sets of strong hands the voices from before,
Grasp tightly each arm and pick her from the floor,
Now remove this vail I have cast upon open eyes,
Oh mystic black arts of the wicked and wise,
Look upon me now and see as you will,
a reflection of a future that time will soon fill,
And as it was its so shall be be,
The image before her she could not believe,
It was her doing. in jealousy and wrath,
Who put her down this evil path,
To late now to atone for to much,
You cannot see or smell
nor run talk or touch,
Why and how run thru her mind,
Tell me what brings us her to this mirage of rewind,
One you were the one who shone brighter then the rest,
The brilliance of you light was seen all evil at best,
They committed there time to turning you black,
Saw a sliver of me through the temporal crack,
brought me forth through means they knew nothing of,
And finally had there all black dove,
But I knew that more than one cannot survive,
on any plane of existence two of the same soul won't thrive,
As I began to fade I agreed to turn you black in shame
In return my return to the plane whence I came,
Kidnapping him caging you were merely chores,
Falling victim to my power because it was yours,
Did you think it odd that he came so easy,
His bowing to me obeying my orders it makes you queasy.
And when he save you again it will be me this time,
You forced to watch as I commit this crime,
But enough of this now give her more,
Two more needles full of this darkness began to bore,
Deep in her skin her veins turn black as night,
The feeling of more become her new blight,
The lady in black leaves saying this,
Keep her mind active her body choose what you wish, to be continued......