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As the wings scatter to feathers in the breeze, Keyleth feels a roiling mix of emotions within the pit of her stomach. She stands in the doorway watching Vax and Gilmore embrace.
O winged boy that I have given my heart
I know that you’ve more love to give
You are not mine and that’s fair
A goddess has claimed you but I’d rather share
With a friend whose magic is art
I see how you look at him when you’re together
And his roving eyes are so keen
How he makes you laugh is so different to me
Maybe I’m thinking could there ever be
A way that we both make your heart’s weather
I’m trying my hardest to know you
Though flirting is not my forte
I’m scared when you’re gone
I won’t care to go on
But a friend would make me less blue
I mean he is Glorious but you know, this night
I can’t stop seeing the cracks in his presentation
When it’s suddenly plain
That I’m the cause of his pain
It’s my duty to make this right
I don’t know a lot about feelings
I’ve tried to put them aside
I thought when we kissed
Of all the things that I’ve missed
And my shock hid true butterflies
Now I see those same insects surround you
Winking and flicking their heliotrope wings
As you stand in his arms
I feel not alarm
But a new joy that makes my heart sing
Stop trying to put space between you
I promise I won’t get in the way
I’m sometimes awkward and unsure
But in this I’m opening the door
Why just have one when there’s two?
My beloved, my lover, my raven
Feathers that bristle and knives that fly true
I think you should know
If you want this man, go!
For he so clearly cants towards you
(And I’ll be here enjoying the view…)