i thought the drink was playing with my sanity

but before my eyes the pale green light

flashed once more above the surface of the clear basin

a tribute brought to the dark lord.

"regulus!"

a muffled echo of your voice resounded

and around you the water was stained with the hue of lava.

your eyes were fading

cyan turning to the shade of icicles,

locks the colour of aureolas surrounding you

a blood stained spider web

that finally caught a butterfly,

your pearly skin turned a shade

resembling fresh snow,

bubbles of air started exiting your mouth

as you prayed in forgotten tongues

that only the water itself could comprehend.

you sunk and you sunk and you sunk

and i cried and i cried and i cried

but to no avail.

i was slipping into the void

like a bird falling from the sky,

broken wings only deadweight.

like a last impulse, a last wish, a last breath

your hand tried to reach mine

and i caught you.

but you slipped between my fingers.

i've broken my vow, my oath,

so instead of fighting the creatures back

i drowned with you in a sea

of bony hands and red eyes

of dead hopes and sin.

yet in the end we were together, hecate.