The drops of rain fell

From the Heavens down to Earth

Departed from the divine

To the mortal realm

Immortal in the sky

Above the decay and mortality

Above all the pain and death

To be free in the sky forever

But the rain must fall

Spread throughout every inch

To bring life to everything that breathes

Their ascent is not their death

It is their rebirth within everything that lives

Their Heaven is both above and below

Among the living that love and live


[The Assassin][Part 3]


The Assassin, Rollick. Part 3

Silent feet moved quickly

Over the wet cobble stone street

Away from any lights

Away from prying eyes

Deep in the darkened street corners

Rain drops cried off his blade

Blood still eluded its sharp edge

To drag across flesh and bone

To silence even the notion of a scream

Never to be heard by anyone

Only lone eyes to see their end

The mighty blade modest in its actions

Its skill unmatched

Unfailing in its tasks of death

It found its equal

In the assassin’s firm grip

To quench its thirst

In the hands of the Assassin, Rollick