Jealousy unto Regret

Written by Gypsywolf Moonmaddness and as told by Tessira Soderstrom

I found this poem scribbled on a blood-stained paper in a war torn land.
/Tessira pulls several papers from her packs and looks up with a grim smile.
It is titled, Jealousy Unto Regret by Gypsywolf Moonmaddness

How came to be this woeful end, past years unnumbered, kin and friend.
Tis true my love grew jealousy. My brother's love was given thee.
Yet all was covered, reason stood. I'd willingly lose ye both in blood.
I loved him, kin and brother both. I loved ye, sworn to me in troth.

/Tessira pauses a moment and gazes out across the meadow.
We journeyed far, adventurers. For coin, and sport, three wanderers.
Long years upon the road we knew. My love, and his, was kept for you.
What callous look, what wicked word. What spells overcame us, all unheard.
That led us to that craven hour. When lust or jealousy took power.

/Tessira lowers her tone, the words spoken through clenched teeth
From love to jealousy to rage... tis too late to turn back the page.
Too late! Too late! My soul laments. The blood is shed, the sword repents.
Fair love and brother, both are lost. One wanderer must pay the cost.
Doomed forever to regret. Doomed indeed, to never forget.

/Tessira closes her eyes and takes a short breath.
At dawn, your eyes, so golden fair. At dusk, the fire of your hair.
In sun, his smile, warm and sure. In rain, this pain I must endure.
I long for sweet oblivion, to die and leave this pain I'm in.
Yet hell awaits me, worst than here. Where still my memory haunts, I fear.

/Tessira lifts her face to the sky and cries out:
Oh shame! Oh crime! Oh Jealousy!
To kill two loves most dear to me.