A Dark Curse

They say many years ago a witch cast a spell,

This Queen of Terror wished to extinguish all happiness,

She failed,

Nothing had happened,

Instead this terrible witch was turned to stone,

So there she stands,

In the depths of the dark forest,

Now she is a legend told to children,

To warn them of the forest,

Of the horrors that lurk in it's depths

Not a soul believes the tales,

Not even a young huntress,

A daughter of a King,

It is said that this huntress will awaken the Queen,

That the witch will wake by her lips,

That is her curse,

To sleep for a lover,

A lover that is bound to her by fate,

For the huntress was cursed to only love a woman of stone.