The trouble with dimensional portals is that you can never be quite sure where they’ll lead. Some worlds seem very like your own dimension – but there are differences – oh yeah.
Sunrise
So I’ll sing you a song
Of a Maid and Knight,
And the meeting he planned,
At the day’s earliest light,
And he sang at her window,
I’ll take no gainsay,
I’ll come for you at sunrise,
Though Hell bar the way.
It was dark at the window,
With dawn coming soon,
With the stars hid by clouds
And the least of the moon.
And the maid at the window,
She heard the Knight say
I’ll come for you at sunrise,
Though Hell bar the way.
Not all in that dimension
Is quite what it seems,
The Maid knew the Knight
Would be haunting her dreams.
She knew too many Maids
That he’d come for, they say.
So she sent for a Demon
To steal her away.
( Cut for the Moral of the story! 151. )
Muse; Sweet the Singing Demon
Fandom; BTVS
Words 324
Sunrise
So I’ll sing you a song
Of a Maid and Knight,
And the meeting he planned,
At the day’s earliest light,
And he sang at her window,
I’ll take no gainsay,
I’ll come for you at sunrise,
Though Hell bar the way.
It was dark at the window,
With dawn coming soon,
With the stars hid by clouds
And the least of the moon.
And the maid at the window,
She heard the Knight say
I’ll come for you at sunrise,
Though Hell bar the way.
Not all in that dimension
Is quite what it seems,
The Maid knew the Knight
Would be haunting her dreams.
She knew too many Maids
That he’d come for, they say.
So she sent for a Demon
To steal her away.
( Cut for the Moral of the story! 151. )
Muse; Sweet the Singing Demon
Fandom; BTVS
Words 324