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A pem from the time of the First battle to when she entered into Halrohir's Life |
| The End and the Beginning __________________________________________ Drop….Drop….Drip Drop As the Rain falls on top Her face so worn Her face so torn Fragile hands grasp her swords As deep levels of the mind remain Sleep. No. fight. Die. Her mind wonders in the abyss, As her body is pulled along The sound of unsteady hooves On the mossy grass near her ear Sitting up slowly. The rain Is gone now, Down the valley Where once was pallid Now stained crimson Where once was flesh Now open and gaping Life’s last breath Has taken its toll As she passes to the floor She hand reaches out Blood stained fingers – push At the air, as life leaves Closer now. Closer than ever. Wait. Not yet… The sound rang out around the room the sound more dreaded than the gloom Lovers gazes turn from fire, to see Quarreling neighbors stop their bickering As she fell through the door Landing on the wooden floor |