Terä

Intro Ö̤Ä̤S̤̈Ï̤S̤̈ Cracked was the ground, barren and marked only with the solem song of the Grey Star. Yet even here in this plain of dust was found that beauty I saw in you those years ago. A view of fires over the spires of empires, the serpants of smoke and mire ascending further towards that paradise which no man would reasonably see. The sight of the heavens falling in grace unmatched, dulled only when itself was caught in the shadows of your eyes. Indeed, even in the wasteland of which you left me, where scorched sand bares moisture more so than what is underfoot, I find your likeness. A beauty only seen in something dying. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Te-rä! Te-rä!" The horns, rupturing the air as though an unholy beast had awoken, shook the dust of the rot soaked arena. From too high, the masks of onlookers, their chants echoed to the sound of hells' drums like the choirs of the heavens themselves came to spectate. "Tou verta! Terä!" in that moment where serpants of chain links slid across the flagstones, and the open maw of the arena's killing floor blew an unmistakable breath of death, all knew the blood to be sacrificed. "Te-rä! Te-rä!" Veiled in the haunt of her own shadow, and illuminated by dragons breath that sparked from her steel against the ground. Her eyes, they knew too. She would be agony. And her foe? Her offering. "Tou verta! Terä!"