Act Two Scene One

Act Two Scene One
(Demigods debate the fate of Felicia)
-=icewulf=-

Set forth thy gaze.
On her battered soul.
Burn down thy blaze.
And dispose thy coal.

Too late for that.
The game has been set.
Woe to that brat.
Time to collect debt.

What then to gain
From thy little spree?
Freedom from pain?
Thats not like thee.

What then to lose?
Give me time to play.
Shes tied her noose.
Ha! Oh happy day!

Thy ways stay strange.
But thy design, clear.
Watch that deranged.
Stupid. No fear.

Entertaining.
She knows not her fall.
Ill keep watching
As she fights this squall.

Why just keep watch?
Why not end it now?
Open a scotch
And set down your brow.

She brought this up.
She must bring it down.
Shant make it stop.
Should she even drown.