The Mirror
Beneath the shell of woe,
The eternal telltale of deceit;
Lays a monster shrouded in darkness.
Emerald green eyes glaze into the soul;
Rousing from the murky shadows of the mind,
An array of forgotten memories.
Lethal claws drawn in the mists of battle;
As mist descends upon the fallen,
Encasing their souls within its comforting embrace.
The putrid hiss of smoke,
An escape from its melancholy existence;
It disappears in a glimmer of flashing fangs.
It is nothing but, a cruel sleight of fate;
The transformation from friend to enemy,
The true nightmare in works…
AN: Howz tad for an intro? Anywayz, my HP fic is gonna be a 6th year fic and so on.