Title: Leopard Eyes
Author: fbi-woman
Rating: K / PG or whatever
Type: His Dark Materials
Spoilers: None really, but just to be safe, you should probably read The Golden Compass first.
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I'm not claiming to. This is just an original work inspired by a book series.
Summary: A poem about Mrs. Coulter and Lord Asriel, from Stelmaria's perspective
A/N: I still really hate not having my poems rhyme lol. Please let me know what you think. But please, try to be constructive, even if you hate it. Flaming isn't going to help. My first ever HDM piece, and I am by no means an expert on the series lol so go easy on me. I tried to make it plausible, but I don't have the most in-depth understanding of what daemons would feel or do.
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Icy white fur
And a powerful stare
A majestic creature
Who walks on the edge
She prowls about proudly
Commanding respect
The picture of strength
With a weakness concealed
In the presence of others
The shift can't be seen
Yet when safe from their eyes
She can't help but concede
A flash of pure gold
Slowly enters the room
Captures her attention
Drawing her near
One large gentle paw
Holds the quivering animal still
And a low purr escapes
With the caress of a claw
Her golden companion
Disappears with the stars
But she's aware of the truth:
He can't stay away
Somewhere inside
She knows they can't be
Yet she can't help but feel
That he'll always be hers