Robert W. Chambers “Casilda’s Song”

Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink below the lake,
The shadows lengthen

In Carcosa.

Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is

Lost Carcosa.

Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flaps the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in

Dim Carcosa.

Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed,
Shall dry and die in

Lost Carcosa.

By Black Ice

blond, blue eyes, average hight, ambitious, motivated,