Poem for Cerinia

By Silver Meta Dragon

I watched as the sky fell into a burning avalanche of fire…

It turned a hue of red, gold, yellow, and orange as the light was reflected

In my eyes

A strange feeling comes over me…

I wonder

If this

Is the end of my planet

Cerinia, your grace will always be remembered in my heart

I will remember your grassy fields

Your rolling hills

The capital city, Sol, which was named after the being in the sky

All the time we spent together, alone in the fields in the outskirts

Your glory is now shattered like a mirror…

Its shards cut my heart deeply, so deep I feel like I am dying

Cerinia, you will always be close to me.