A powerful deity
A former queen of a kingdom, renaissance
Trapped within a violet face
Hidden amongst the shadow flames
Awakened by a hunger
A greed for power
Magic cast, magic thrown
She lived once more
The fire screamed
The chains rattled
The people slayed
And the world bled
Until it was quiet
The mighty four took their stands
Shook the heavens
Bandaged the land
The water flowed
The fire died
The grass grew
And the world danced
A young creature
A faery; cream
A faery; violet
A man, full of wisdom yet hungry for countenance
A strike of a sword
A lost horse
An instrument, ripped
And clothed in green
Awakened by a hunger
A greed for power
Magic cast, magic thrown
She lived once more
The moon wept
The people dove for the ground
Words were thrown
Fear hung over the land
Until the strike of a sword
An instrument fixed
A horse regained
And a faery; cream
The mighty four stood again
The moon stopped its vile cry
Green to charcoal
Brown to white
Celebrations
Fireworks
A bond between two
And an empty violet face
A former queen of a kingdom, renaissance
A powerful deity
Trapped between worlds
No taste, no feel
Until she take a form
One lined with noble blood
One who carried tremendous power
One who will be slain
- The prophecies of the two worlds
