Eyes blackest night

stare through hair

darkest light.

Features beauty untold,

chiseled form

from battles centuries old.

Wings of gold and earth

spread wide flex with ease

In hands grip tight

sword and spear

seeking blood,

old transgressions to appease.

With a smile calm descends

this battle long overdo

to bitter end.

Hearts torn asunder

souls yearning to mend,

the fate of all

in one choice,

to one end.