She looks to the dawn,
Quick-fire eyes like embers,
Burning holes in the night.
She's awash in flame,
Invisible screams of agony
Renting the
Air.
She screams to the sky,
Sparks flashing like lightning.
Warm light of dawn running over her.
She is beautiful,
Illuminated against the sizzling sky.
Demon silhouetted,
Warrior ready for battle.
She is wild, erratic,
Unpredictable force bound by
Dark Marks and devotion to the
One who can never love.
Twisted passions haunting specter,
Frozen-heart ice chip awash
In the sea of flames.
The lieutenant, standing tall
In the storm, unafraid
Of the inevitable lightning
Sure
to
Strike.
Heart afire, wild as
Stars in an exploding sky,
She yearns for the
Passionless moon,
Knowing she is the star that
Burns the brightest.
Unfailing, unwavering, the most devoted,
Loyal.
A star in the stormy sky of black.
Deep precipice of evil pulls,
Under the sky she stand so strong.
Flaming fire warrior,
Beauty born of the raging sky.
The best lieutenant.
Bellatrix.