He was once, one of our own–
a beast of the Wild Deeps.
But there was lightning in his blood
and thunder in his belly.
He betrayed the Old Mother,
who had suckled him with her pups.
He forsook the nymphs,
who had made him happily drunk
on the magic of the good green earth.
He renounced the archaic origins of his soul,
selling it for something maleficent and dark.
We could only watch as our brother
set fire to the trees…
smiling as the moon disappeared in
the smoke of his mutiny.