Meryl

Short was her life, but big was her dream,

To combat evil creatures and terrible things!

But her victory was not in life, but in death itself,

She was turned into a fairy, not a ghost or elf.

As a fairy she would journey above,

With Drualt at her side, to tarry with love,

Though she is new, yet she is the same,

Meryl fell, to rise again.