Your hair is like obsidian silk
And skin white as parchment,
Your brown eyes deep and full
Of energy.
You stand there
Tall and strong, facing
All of the world's demons. But
I know inside your mind
It's a different story.
You yearn for the battle
to be over, and for your
end to come. I see you cry
endless tears for those who
had died; your once kind
soul hardening into a coal,
not to hurt your family but
to keep them safe from the
harm to come. The death of your
sister is what drives you,
to right the mistake that you
made that day. I have stood
by you for over a century and I
will stay there forever,
even if you turn on me, beat me
and harass me,
My love will never falter.
I will protect whenever
you need it, fighting by your side,
because on that day I took an
Oath and that was to be your Knight.
AN: Tired… First Fanfic of '09!