Into The Fire

The Stratified Agate Competition by Lamia of the Dark: Level I – a non-rhyming poem.

James' address to Lily.


From fire to fire, my fighter-lass,

Let flames of auburn and emerald burn

Behind your eyes, at the ends of your smile,

And dance, merrily on your fingertips.

Lock out this harsh, unyielding world,

And stir up the embers of courage,

Take up your shield, my warrior-sweet,

And thrust your sword into the fire.