Iron Stained Face

Hallowed footsteps resound through the Caverns. Caverns strewn about the Estuaries. Estuaries of my Veins. Veins ruptured infuse with Tears. Tears rust within the trenches of my Jowls. Jowls glisten in the eclipse upon the ragged Surface. Surface of my iron tarnished Face. Face the bitter whispering Wind. Wind biting at my callous Flesh. Flesh that begs to be Flayed. Flayed, stretched, a half-mast Guidon. Guidon weeping crimson for the Fallen. Fallen at the weir betwixt Empyrean and Earth. Earth cradling the Cadavers. Cadavers of warriors Perished. Perished blood composes the alluvium of her Pulse. Pulse ceasing to flow Collapses. Collapses, a spouses anguish echoes in the Caverns. Caverns where hallowed footsteps never Cease.