A Flight of Ravens

You may chase me and never know me, deterred your rest a complicated livery, that dressed expression is diverted, an accomplice as a matter of your intentions.
I might shadow you unseen, approaching your sly wake, arriving near then far and left my demand this fair trap. My surprise awaits, and your trap around the corner with yon alley cat directed, and so he leads you by my command arriving this way I’ve marked for you to follow.

Soon we shall meet, and it shall and always will be I who waits. I beseech you turn if my control does not fit to your design-an anticipated end and I lose. Well you should know by now this cannot be, for I am far cleverer than thee.

This end I’ve always reigned and now disclose, is bracketed by my hounds and staggered from above by my pegasi, who as one keep watch over mine-a kingdom excluded from reason and any weapon you would invent.

Do you know who over you chose to be curious? My race or my name can you fathom, did you truly rush and only guess whether or not it could damn you? This makes us all very curious, me and mine, as all these others you would deign to know so well as I, once you proved that I am too unlike you-indeed. *Taps his chin above, watching his pursuer*.

Yes…and now that I’m engaged for a season, I have been wed to thine cause and we as one consider each a present miracle. So now we’re governed by its drive and this mutual fancy, as we could not fake or fathom excepting what is real, inspiring our genuine awe for which we seek, blending such danger and boredom to gratify our like.

We dance to a refined music which festers on your taste…pleased by how it makes me seen to your suffering, protecting my interests and so keeping you alive during this experiment. Thus we make you welcome mortal, as these Gods you grip so will they provide for you, yon seeker O mine. *Plays a wicked grin*.

You will know me, though you cannot hide for the chase is mine, you will not see me.