"The Guardian"

Centuries have passed
Your white glow has faded
Snuffed in a final act of betrayal

Alone I search for the One
The One who can rekindle that glow
This poor child must bear the sorrows of this world

Her purity a beacon of light
Will call others to our cause
For love and justice they must fight or fail

I cannot speak
Something is blocking my magic
Only my thought are human

A sudden flash and my eyes are clear
A girl looking kindly at me, then running away
Her touch was so familiar...