Of Wind and Fire
Golden Foxfyre
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Emissary: Poetic Prologue
In days of old,
Apparitions bold,
Descended from on High,
For danger was nigh.
A chosen one
Whose guile compared to none,
Found warriors of power,
Hers was complementary power,
A team completed.
Darkness came from days of lore,
A danger greater than a stormy shore.
Three sent them back to shadow,
To leave the land a fertile meadow.
Then a tournament did they fight,
Showing ways of great might.
Two to be left alone,
One a demon to forever be.
Yet from this Emissary,
One was prophesied to be...
A daughter, perilously fair,
With stardust strewn in her hair
Raven dark locks flow free
From a mountain home beside the sea.
Gems as eyes were set in her face,
For in them was found a saving grace.
In days of old
Was her mother bold
Brought her to lands untold.
There friends she made
As the Emissary brought aid.
There a power came to life,
One capable of great strife
A woman small taught her much,
A power harnessed as such.
Now from darkness deep
Did the returning shadows leap
Return the apparition child
Who had grown all the while.
Years had flown past,
But her memories, they last...
Golden Foxfyre
Disclaimer: I don't own the show, so stop asking!
Emissary: Poetic Prologue
In days of old,
Apparitions bold,
Descended from on High,
For danger was nigh.
A chosen one
Whose guile compared to none,
Found warriors of power,
Hers was complementary power,
A team completed.
Darkness came from days of lore,
A danger greater than a stormy shore.
Three sent them back to shadow,
To leave the land a fertile meadow.
Then a tournament did they fight,
Showing ways of great might.
Two to be left alone,
One a demon to forever be.
Yet from this Emissary,
One was prophesied to be...
A daughter, perilously fair,
With stardust strewn in her hair
Raven dark locks flow free
From a mountain home beside the sea.
Gems as eyes were set in her face,
For in them was found a saving grace.
In days of old
Was her mother bold
Brought her to lands untold.
There friends she made
As the Emissary brought aid.
There a power came to life,
One capable of great strife
A woman small taught her much,
A power harnessed as such.
Now from darkness deep
Did the returning shadows leap
Return the apparition child
Who had grown all the while.
Years had flown past,
But her memories, they last...