- Part Thirteen <Confluence> [FINALE] // Κ/Қ → Φ/ф → Ц/Σ (Tse~Sigma) -
<i>
i am home at last.
a reclusive tower flat,
yet still a stranger.
<ii>
saturated lights
sensibly flood retina.
new sights, new insights.
<iii>
prowling unbeckoned.
to not stalk, to not hunt, but
to modestly tread.
<iv>
unfortunate turn.
a faux step ever noticed.
a blink, old mentor.
<v>
a knife to my throat.
betrayed by an old habit
to reach behind back.
<vi>
pinned against wall.
blue eyes scrutinize. new hull
only disappoints.
<vii>
old Six, bitter, smiles:
"[i]no gun there, is there, warlock?[/i]"
"[i]i always know cubs.[/i]"
<viii>
calmly whisper back:
"[i]i won't tell if you don't, C.[/i]"
as i gaze downward.
<ix>
his gun to his chest.
quite a disgrace, to be fooled
like this, by students.
<x>
humbled, swift defeat.
a step back, hands in the air:
"[i]you can keep that thing.[/i]"
<xi>
i blink behind him,
saddle gun in its holster:
"[i]drinks are on me, friend.[/i]"
<xii>
forbidden poison,
human drinks irrelevant.
cursed spirit fuel.
<xiii>
one last toast, farewell.
[b]war is the only constant[/b].
only for one "me".
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