Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

A night hag looks back at her past life, but has no regrets… audible glamer by Jon Winter-Holt

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Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Non, je ne regrette rien

I was just a child, they told me to obey,
To follow in their footsteps, to walk their righteous way.  
But there was magic in the air, an alluring melody,  
It called me from the shadows, sweet necromancy!
I turned my back on blood, and broke my parents’ tender trust,  
Their love was like a cage, but my fate was wanderlust.

Non, je ne regrette rien,
I chose the path they feared the most,  
To wield the craft, to bind the ghost.  
Non, je ne regrette rien.
Their hearts shattered, mine was free,  
The price of magic was my family.  

It was like a drug, that magic in my veins,  
I craved for something stronger, from darker demiplanes.
I called upon the void, a true name I won’t repeat,  
An ancient force rose up and with whispers did greet.  
I gave it everything—my soul, my sight, my dreams—  
And it gave me Malkin, a familiar for my schemes.

Non, je ne regrette rien,
I made the pact, I took the bait,  
The power came, I sealed my fate.  
Non, je ne regrette rien.
It gave me strength, it gave me life,
And I became its new witch wife.

He had loved me once, his intentions had been pure,
But mortal love is weak, I needed something more secure.
To rise above my sisters, to gain my patron’s favour,
I had to make a sacrifice, a soul that it could savour.
I betrayed my lover with a kiss, his life was in my hand.
His death was the price to become what I’d planned.  

Non, je ne regrette rien,
His love was sweet, his life was fleeting,
I see him now, his eyes entreating.
Non, je ne regrette rien.
My lies, betrayal, turning stag
My final form, a glorious hag!

The powers may judge, may weigh the scale,  
But this was always my chosen tale.  
No turning back, no final plea,  
What is to come, is meant for me.