An Ode to Vox Machina

I have become addicted to a simple show airing Thursday nights on a lovely channel called Geek and Sundry. I have been a fan since the show started, but only recently have I fully delved into the wonder that is Critical Role. And I have been entranced, obsessed, and in love with everything it is. The characters, the story, the world, the people, it is wonderful. So I decided to write an homage to the characters. Hers is long, so hers is first.

Stolen trinkets are the toughest to keep.

A heart, a soul, bow, brother, pet
each a stain of guilt on the conscious,
a tear in the fabric of your being.

Smoke and ash, gunpowder and lead,
there are worse things than death.
Take off the mask.

Life a gift, a curse, a need,
desired by others, not just you,
their wants tethering you to earth.

Darkness, bargaining, offerings,
traps released, tine frozen.
How do you feel? Cold.

Journey far, wide, alone but not,
hand in hand, side by side,
this is your path to trod.

Weaknesses found, exploited,
bow drawn in preparation.
Are you really different?

Dear, sister, mother, friend,
names that burn the ears,
memories of what was or could be.

Do not stray far from him,
you came into this world as one.
It’s like he’s taking a part of you with him.

Mercy, a balm to guilt,
the healing of a laden soul,
kill to live, kill to save.

Wrapped in furs, friendship, dependancy,
tucked neatly away for safety
against a heart that’s breaking.

Diplomacy and charisma, charm and a wink,
defenses against the dangers ahead,
bow ever ready, trinkets at hand.

Stolen trinkets are the toughest to keep.

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