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.
