Author: Fire
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Author's Notes: A poem about Sara
A warrior woman with ebony hair The lady Sara strong and fair On her wrist she wears the blade Destined to wear it from the moment it was made
The blood of ages runs through her veins Each and every life that she has lived filled with hardship and pain No-one know from whence it came All that is known is that its power will never wane
Some say it's good, some say it's evil Who's to say that it is either? For in this world it is known That darkness or light can not exist alone
The blade and its wielder go hand in hand The future and the past flowing together like the shifting of sand Through all the times and all the ages What is seen in its errie red light is many differnt times and many differnt faces
In the chaos that the universe creates A single woman carries the unyeilding weight That was heaped upon her by the fates She must be strong, she must have a heart that is fair Because the Witchblade has choosen her as its wearer.
Disclaimer: I don't own them! Darn it! If you sue all you get is a penny and my ancient computer!
Author's Notes: A poem about Sara
A warrior woman with ebony hair The lady Sara strong and fair On her wrist she wears the blade Destined to wear it from the moment it was made
The blood of ages runs through her veins Each and every life that she has lived filled with hardship and pain No-one know from whence it came All that is known is that its power will never wane
Some say it's good, some say it's evil Who's to say that it is either? For in this world it is known That darkness or light can not exist alone
The blade and its wielder go hand in hand The future and the past flowing together like the shifting of sand Through all the times and all the ages What is seen in its errie red light is many differnt times and many differnt faces
In the chaos that the universe creates A single woman carries the unyeilding weight That was heaped upon her by the fates She must be strong, she must have a heart that is fair Because the Witchblade has choosen her as its wearer.