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