Sheet of Ice!
I smile at you, through all the pain and confusion.
I'm loosing myself, trapped under a sheet of ice.
It isn't really something, I fancied that would come.
I may be smart and all, but I never thought I'd be one of them.
A solider wielding magic
Someone to see through the veils.
All the illusions that this job entails.
I thought I'd always just be the girl.
Nothing special, quiet, modest.
But could that happen, no!
I fight just like the rest.
It may be a sheet of ice, with water swirling in.
It may be blue and white, such surprises that I'd never behold come to life.
But Luna say's it's right, that I must push on and fight.
My past memories are all a jumble,
My past memories make me feel like I've fumbled.
With life, that is.
I'm not a princess anymore.
But enemies still come day to day,
I battle each my special way.
So I'm not the fastest or the best
When it comes to brute strength.
It isn't all that's needed there.
My friends, they've made me see that all to well.
Once I wished I could help someone
Like Greg, when he was in need.
I suppose I succeeded in that desire.
He came back. Yes, he remained
To leave me on another day.
So I protect those who some adore,
Some hate, and some scorn.
We sailor soldiers
We'll fight day or night
Rain or sleet
Fog or ice
My powers the lead me down below it
To where the true me rest
A sailor scout
Called Sailor Mercury
At her best.
By Krylancelo.
Note: I hope this is liked, and I think I like it as well. Review if you have any comments or would like me to try another scout. It's just my thoughts of how she might think.
I smile at you, through all the pain and confusion.
I'm loosing myself, trapped under a sheet of ice.
It isn't really something, I fancied that would come.
I may be smart and all, but I never thought I'd be one of them.
A solider wielding magic
Someone to see through the veils.
All the illusions that this job entails.
I thought I'd always just be the girl.
Nothing special, quiet, modest.
But could that happen, no!
I fight just like the rest.
It may be a sheet of ice, with water swirling in.
It may be blue and white, such surprises that I'd never behold come to life.
But Luna say's it's right, that I must push on and fight.
My past memories are all a jumble,
My past memories make me feel like I've fumbled.
With life, that is.
I'm not a princess anymore.
But enemies still come day to day,
I battle each my special way.
So I'm not the fastest or the best
When it comes to brute strength.
It isn't all that's needed there.
My friends, they've made me see that all to well.
Once I wished I could help someone
Like Greg, when he was in need.
I suppose I succeeded in that desire.
He came back. Yes, he remained
To leave me on another day.
So I protect those who some adore,
Some hate, and some scorn.
We sailor soldiers
We'll fight day or night
Rain or sleet
Fog or ice
My powers the lead me down below it
To where the true me rest
A sailor scout
Called Sailor Mercury
At her best.
By Krylancelo.
Note: I hope this is liked, and I think I like it as well. Review if you have any comments or would like me to try another scout. It's just my thoughts of how she might think.