Moonbound Into the Bayou / Aethryn Thorne

Beneath the ram’s silver gaze… The bayou holds her breath… Moonlight drips on broken roots… And shadows guard her depth… I grip the mask my pulse ignites Cliffs crumble beneath my flight The wind is sharp the night is cold Your cries Vyre my hands can’t hold Roots like serpents twist below Moon bleeds upon the foggy glow Through mist and stone I run I climb To steal you back from creeping time Through the dark through the storm I will not bend I will transform Every shadow every sigh I reach for you beneath the sky Moonbound I run where the wild winds call Through haunted waters past the nightfall Ram skull glimmers guiding me near Vyre I am coming though danger is here Fingers of fog wrap ‘round your cries Croaking warnings unseen eyes The mud tries to hold you in its breath The bayou whispers of hidden death I see the shadows they coil and leer Time slipping heartbeat near I plunge through roots through drowning scent But your face… your hands… still absent. Every branch every claw I cut through dark to chase your awe Buried or bound the night won’t yield I fight I run but fate’s concealed Moonbound I charge where the lost winds wail Through dripping moss and the phantom trail Ram skull shines moonfire in my eyes Vyre I am chasing but shadows rise. Run… run… I am waiting… Crows cry above water swirls below The forest trembles but I cannot slow My breath my heart my vow my sword Moonbound moonlit yet she is ignored. Moonbound I dive through the bayou’s dark heart Each step each swing the night tears apart Ram skull upon me I feel her near Vyre… I am coming… but she’s not here… Silver moon above… hold your breath… I am moonbound… still running… still searching…