Resurrection

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess was bowed down in fear The eyes which always witnessed love and care were forced to see blood and tears The lips which were always smiling Were quivering with horror and nightmares. The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care Were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear. With time all the wounds disappeared But their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance from those who brought her here The Royal blood running through her veins will not let her stop unless she has punished all those who played unfair This Girl was called Ezra Gray Allistaire And she turned out to be everyone's worst nightmare. With those blue eyes as blue as thunder and black hair as dark as night She was the resurrection of the strongest wolf ever known to wolfkind. She was the thunder wolf.

suzangill · Fantaisie

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