As Ever Like the Sun & Moon at War

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The Spouse this morning leaves her room t'explore

th'headquarters of their benefactor's crew,

but coming to a corner straight away

 along the corridor of flick'ring lights

she stops, for she can overhear some talk

just out of line of sight with whisper'd hush,

which prompts her—with suspicions having grown

through yesterday and leading up to this—

to wait around the corner, straining ears

to hopefully decipher sisters' words:                    10

"The plan's in motion," Author here relays.          

 (though as of present point she isn't yet   

assigned as Scholar of the Prophet's tale).

"Our enemies have burn'd beneath the night

except Aristocrat who'll be the first

to join our ranks, thus offering his share

of power over populace in town,

as well as profit, which need not be said.

The foolish Pilgrim whom our Owner used

is also captur'd by the city guard                           20

to burn upon a pyre, which at noon,            

in give or take an hour from this time,

the peasants will prepare with righteous glee           

to tie the man upon when comes the eve

in th'open square beside the dungeon down

within the slums for poor to come and watch,

and once his life is forfeit, also will

the nature of our Owner's ploy be lost,

securing Owner's hold without a fight

whilst city dwellers looking for a hand                            30

to guide them through th'uncertain times they face—

or think they do when looking at the crime

last night she orchestrated to commence—              

will turn to her without a second thought

and gladly stay oppress'd to think they're safe."

The Spouse's stomach drops at hearing this;

a trick was play'd and now her hero's life's

endanger'd by the fearful folk in town

upholding what they think is justice true

but's actu'lly a ribbon o'er their eyes.                  40

The second sister starts to speak, and Spouse           

begins to listen once again to them,

whilst noticing how similar her voice

doth seem to sound to Owner's, much alike:

"Nay, almost doth the information die