'Twas spoken of an undying desire, impossible to quench, but the yearning has faltered, unfed and broken. An uncharted course, an unspoken bond, an eternal sorrow, and an unmarked grave that revealed itself only to me mark the fire-scarred landscape. In rapturous comfort, those unable to comprehend melt into the terrain, buried in ashes, the blood flow an unholy spectre upon the ambient realms dying at my hand.
NOTE: I picked up on what you were trying to do last night but it was 4 am and my brain wasn't working so I decided to put it off for awhile, and well...