The young girl rests eternally in a field of blue flowers,
a carpet of blue death, carried by golden wings.
The curse in her blood preserving her all these years,
as if she were, in fact, alive.
Her hands covering the wound dealt by the man she trusted most,
the end of her life but the beginning of it all.
"Beginning..."
This girl, with a flower-like name,
held in her blood an enigma.
She possessed both a deadly poison and a cure-all in her veins.
To the man who took her in, she was at first a godsend,
that her blood held the secret to the most revolutionary medical discovery;
The end of all diseases on earth.
"My son...forgive me...I was enticed by the Devil!"
However, that man could not control the mysterious blood.
The poison from the girl's body wreaked horrifying damage,
both of the mind and body, on anyone infected,
including the researcher himself.
His sanity slipping, he saw the girl as a demon rather than an angel,
and shot the girl he raised as his own beloved daughter,
before succumbing to her toxin.
"Why? All I wanted...was to live in happiness...
I wanted everyone to be happy...but...BUT...
NoooooOOOOOO...!"
Her life's essence seeped into the flowers blooming around her resting place,
turning them an unnatural shade of blue.
And now, Death spreads itself on golden wings...
Rosalia