I was taken by an aetherial once.
When I met you, I had been taken by an aetherial twice.
The first one took my mind,
but you Anasteria took my heart.
Your green emerald eyes glow,
like the northern lights dancing in the snow.
Everyone could hear how the bonehunter sang,
when it screamed a symphony of pain as I retrieved the fang.
For you Anasteria I would do it all,
no task too big no task too small.
But Port Valbury? Fuck that.
Don’t bother to call.