Huntress
Just some thoughts on someone from Demon in my view.
Ah, no they don't belong to me:-(
She walks the night.
Yes, she had left the shadows of twilight behind. She chose the night.
Cause night was her true origin.
So, she walks the night; walks it like a shadow – a deadly one.
Oh, she's beautiful – beautiful beyond imagine.
Her green eyes gleam like jewels beneath the neon lights.
They mirror it, but no mirror shows her image now.
There's more: Her hair is like a part of the shadows around her – framing her perfect face.
So, she looks like an angel – a dark one.
But they way she moves reveals the truth. She walks like a cat – graceful and deadly.
That's all true, but she's not human.
No, she is not. She's night personified.
She's a beautiful predator – an angel of death.
Don't look, she has turned around. Behold, she's watching you, now.
So, what it's gonna be? Are you the proverbial deer facing the big bad wolf?
Or is it something else?
But what could that be? What could be worse then ending as her prey?
Becoming like her?