Zemblanity... It was an abdication. Abnegation of their love. An aesthetic tragedy, filled with insanity, not an ounce of clarity. The atrocity of assault, the auxiliary provided to the act of darkness, the babel created in the arena during the barbaric act of wisdom. Luring her in with his blarney, to use her to bury his blues in the deepest, darkest alley of emotion. The brunt of love, made her hate the lucky stars above. Honey dripping from her lips, his eyes the buzzing bees. Mistaken as infatuation, defined as a sin, was actually a dainty craft of love. It was an abdication. Two households. Abnegation of their love. Pair of Star-crossed lovers..... Take their lives.