N is for Nevalyn

The devouring maw of the Serpent

Sometimes taking a woman’s form

Mother and master to many a monster

Swarming out of the shadowy north

Secret mentor to queen and imperatrix

Nursing your own brood as your vessels

Inspiring a fear mingled with desire

Desire to control your golden-haired, golden-eyes spawn

They’re so like you when you possessed a human form

Cast in the abyss, your powers thrive within your brood

You possess them, use one in his position as prince

Riding within his skin, curled inside his soul

Having him act out your ambitions

Satisfying your growing hunger

Until your intended vessel takes on A Suitor’s Challenge

Giving you a chance to regain all you’ve lost. 

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