A/N: I know, I'm writing, like, two stories right now, but this came into my mind. I swear, it's a one-shot. Enjoy!
Darker than night,
I sit in Wings of Fire.
Bestowing the right,
To rule the tribe of sand.
No one may claim me,
but the SandWing queen.
Hidden in the queen's treasury,
Kept by Oasis over eighteen years.
Stolen by scavengers,
hidden from the world.
I await the day,
A new queen emerges.
Wrought of onyx,
embedded in gold.
None who blister,
may claim my power.
I am revealed,
by Sunshine's deeds.
A new queen comes,
Bringing the war to a close.
I remain here,
after millennia.
Proof of power to rule,
when my touch does not kill.
A/N: Wow, I'm quite pleased with that. First poem in FFN! Tell me what you think!
