As she walked through the dark night Everything was still The chirping crickets had already had their fill Her senses were at their height As she approached the step hill She prepared herself for the fight
A silent wind whipped through her hair The worn sword kept with care Vibrated at her side Waiting for its share There would be no sense to hide
For she was the one who called for them As they appeared here They approached her with a leer The silent wind tugged at her hem She moved with out sound As she silently took them down Her feet upon the ground
Fear still in their eyes They suffered for their lies
As she walked through the dark night
I59I59 · Sat Feb 02, 2008 @ 06:52am · 0 Comments |