My worst enemy,
My only equal,
How many times must we fight?
Once we were allies,
And we found each other equals,
Something that acted as a catalyst for today's events.
Now we are nemeses,
Fighting to the death;
Though our battles are merely dances,
our skills leaving us in a state of constant stalemate.
You fight because you think me weak,
Simply because I show emotion.
But how many times have I had the upper hand?
I fight to redeem myself,
For you Represent my past.
And had I drowned my emotions, I would be you.
Drizzt and Artemis,
Forever rivals are we.
Though in truth, we are one.
And this battle is internal. |