Hush

He stands between her and the dark, Two mystic souls, one sacred spark.

Hush

Beneath the hush of violet trees
Here moonlight drifts on whispered pleas,
She stands with sight the stars bestowed,
A seer who walks where futures fold.

Her heart feels paths, yet to be crossed,
Of battles won and things once lost.
She hears tomorrow breathe and bend,
And knows where every shadow ends.

At her side, the watcher waits,
With ancient calm and iron fate.
Fur brushed with dusk, eyes bright with vow,
He guards her then, he guards her now.

No fear may pass, no evil creep,
While he still wakes and others sleep.
His heart is oath, his strength her shield,
A living force that will not yield.

Together born of beauty rare,
Of prophecy and loyal care,
They keep the truths you must not see,
Bound by trust and destiny.

Where she sees what is to be,
He stands between her and the dark,
Two mystic souls, one sacred spark.


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