Melusine

The House, The House 

Still standing 

Gnawed 

In total despair 

 Ancient ruins 

Wasted glory 

Sundered by folly 

The Melusine cries 

her river of tears 

Too weak - too weak was the human heart 

The fey will wait 

as time pass 

like leaves blown apart

by the barren wind

Like ripples of its breath

on the darkest lake

Melusine! Can you hear her?

- hark!