Autumn

Huginn: The leaves are falling. Each leaf is like a spear, each red flash is like blood. The ground is littered with it all.

Muninn: Evenstar. Even in his twilight, he was brighter than all of us. Do you think there is a second chance?

H: I see the leaves fall, but also the flowers bloom a half-year after and before.

M: I remember also the day the leaves first fell. His voice through all the garden was a thunder sent to bring Black Azrael, and Ariel, and Ammon on the wing.

H: Giants and the Genii, multiplex of wing and eye, whose strong obedience broke the sky when Solomon was king.

M: Someday, I will be released, and I may forget, and my burden will be cast aside.