Written by Emily Harstone | January 5, 2017
She sacrificed all, but her beliefs.
Troubled? Nah. Just a fiery goddess.
“How about now?” she asked him.
Kneel before, I own thee soul.
I came. I saw. I destroyed.
I became the other I feared.
Hang your hats here, my brothers…
Spirts of old provide for all!
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She sacrificed all, but her beliefs.
Troubled? Nah. Just a fiery goddess.
“How about now?” she asked him.
Kneel before, I own thee soul.
I came. I saw. I destroyed.
I became the other I feared.
Hang your hats here, my brothers…
Spirts of old provide for all!