go back to where you reside,
Your foils - unnecessary;
your plans, discovered.
And as I stand before thee
falling through dimensions of delirium,
nauseated by your arid presence,
I find some latent strength within
to fight off this living demon.
Go south - venture back to the underworld.
Or stay here -
commit your fratricide,
you won't realize it until it's too late.
- Jacqueline Audrey
