Memories

Memories in the

back of the mind,

Destined to never

Fade in time.

...

She tries to be tough,

She tries to be brave.

But always remembers,

The Queen of Blades.

...

What is it now,

That makes up her soul?

In a new human life,

What is her goal?

...

Sometimes it's nightmares,

Sometimes it's dreams.

Burning her mind,

Like a sun's blinding beams.

...

Waking or resting,

She cannot find peace.

From infested memories,

She isn't released.

...

What constitutes thought?

What constitutes self?

For terran or protoss,

For tauren or elf?

...

She may have liberty's wings,

But she still has regret.

She'll never be free,

She'll never forget.