| A Velediction, Forbidding Diablerie |
| And the enemies of Caine were great, and fell to fighting over his trail like hounds,the scent would not abate through flood and moon,and much travail The hunter's skill was great, as tehy looked for their Father,and the did see ...ancient Discipline used they to find the road to Shal-ka-mense They came at last to that secret place where Caine hid,amongst the waters Showing himself,Caine called them under, "Gentle sons,gentle daughters, Why do you disturb my slumber?" And they tried to embrace their Father with steely things and things of wood, but lightening Caine,fast-moving Caine, would not be stopped by such as them. Under the curling,blasting waters, beyond the pool of Veyd-sah-me, in the grotto of Shal-ka-mense did they gather,did they gather, to embrace their sleeping Father's form. Found him sleeping?Found him wakeful, battle-ready,eyes abright, smiling at his ancient Childer waging war in the waxing light. Now the stars they one by one blot their ways into lightening sky Now the fires burn hell and cinder Now the heat reveals the pyre. Too long!the hunters waited further, Too long! They did by Veyd-sah-me, tarry long enough to see the light of Dawn upon thier Father's Face. And in the turning,burning Mark, they saw the Finger of God's own hate, twisting,curling,God's own Word it Set apart Caine's lonely fate. And as they burned in hell-bright fires, as they saw the melted flesh as they burned with their own Kindred Caine blessed more funural pyres Taking in his bloody Sacrament. Seek not the blood of thine own Elder Seek not the blood of thy Sire's Sire Seek not the blood that made thee Kin For thou will feel the funural pyre When thou dost pay for thy immortal sin. |
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