I'm under his spell you're under mine

by E.W.A Emo With Attitude

this is supposed to be a poem about Arya under a spell and sent to kill Eragon. These are the thoughs going through her head. Sorry It's short and I hope you like R and R please and thank you.

3. Chapter 3

Arya's End

I killed him in cold blood

Red runs thick as browning mud

It was me, yes I'm the one

I realize now just what I've done

No longer can I carry on

Soon…shall I be gone

The world grows dark around me

It's getting hard to see

Wooden shaft zooms through the trees

Sinks in my chest, I fall to my knees.

Gasping breaths escape my chest

I know by now I should have guest

They'd want revenge for what I did

I'll follow him, this is my end

Slowly now my eyes creep closed

Tears leak down the tip of my nose

I deserve my fate, my utter demise

No longer can I see clear skies

A hushed sob forces its way past my lips

Blood runs down my arm, drips from fingertips.

My eyes grow cloudy, my heart grows still

This is my fate, so be his will.