An eerie silence and icy breeze,

Folks whisper that something isn't quite right.

As the dark trees shudder in displease,

Tonight is not your ordinary night.

As the moon darkens to a sinister red,

the stars flare out in warning,

screaming, pleading for those to flee with dread

Just enough to survive until morning.

Because years ago marked a day in infamy,

when the Reaper would return to sow

with wails of terror like a twisted symphony,

what was stolen from him so long ago

He appears in a plume of fire and smoke,

As villagers start to run

With a fiendish grin, he throws off his cloak

Meaning the prophecy has begun.

Run, run, as quickly as you can,

For any hope of survival

To the place where it all began

But not fast enough to stop Death's arrival

Screams and pounding heartbeats lead the way,

leading the Reaper's advance

In one clean swipe, their bodies lie gray

They never did stand a chance.

Except for one clever girl, silent within the grass,

Perhaps guarded by the stars in the sky,

She hides, frozen, until alas

Even the stars' light cannot stop Death's vie

He seizes her, soaring into the night,

As she thrashes desperately for life

He halts beneath the red moonlight,

His face revealing hesitant strife

Stars hurtle toward the ground with a whine

Sending their last light to their work of art

The girl clings to it like a lifeline,

Just enough to penetrate Death's stone heart

Gently, he flies her back down

His features soothing, bathed in maroon

Morphing the lifeless, fallen stars into a crown

Dipped in the crimson blood of the moon

He places the crown atop her head

Finally reaping what was lost to him years ago

His love, who died on her deathbed

Earth's wicked people dealing her final blow.

Just enough light to stop the Reaper's wrath

She accepts it silently, her only resort

An unexpected intertwining of paths

Daughter of the stars, now Death's consort.