Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon

A/N: This is a poem about Rose, as she is my favorite character.

Blackthorn Roses

Sorrow, grief, pain

In the light of day

Lives wasted in vain

Young die, the old stay

Legends about the monster's thirst for blood

None did see it was just a girl

Some tried to run, but were caught in a flood

Wasted in turmoil, young live in this world

She thought it was right

Some argue the right to kill

Tears sound in the night

Blood was spilled

Still they fought till dawn

Women screaming, kids crying

The girl knew she was a dragon spawn

She only pledged because the Dragon Campaign was dying

She was one of those heroes, the one alive

The echoes of haunting screams

She watched as they dropped their knives

All that was left for the now grown woman was blackthorn roses and dreams

A/N: This is my first LOD fic, so review if you like but you don't need to. Please no flaming, it's a waste of time.