Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Dragoon
A/N: This is a poem about Rose, as she is my favorite character.
Blackthorn RosesSorrow, 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.
