As summer turned to winter our feelings grew,
While the rest of the world became frozen anew.
With goals completed...
And enemies defeated...
He started to realize that something was true.

Twas in winter's cold grasp when she tested, in jest
offering up a corpse to the one she loved best,
Did she think he'd say no?
She should have said so.
Instead it was an immediate yes, he felt blessed.

What began in summer blood had solidified before spring,
A chaotic, fast, and wonderous thing.
As she offered her heart,
He had to take part.
Then he made it complete with a ring.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Mayan, in the year 1008 AF.