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Aurelia.
She moved by night in the darkened woods
Foraging for her food
Silently walking through the trees
On her feet she wore no shoes
Next in line to take the throne
They vowed to spill her blood
The empire fell to evil hands
She fled into the woods
They searched by day and slept at night
Blood hounds at their side
She watched from high up in the trees
And silently she cried
The emperor was her father
Who they cut down in his prime
And powerless to help him
She escaped as he lay dying
Vowing to avenge his death
She plans for her return
To have each head up on a stake
Her rightful place she'l earn.
Linda Murray - 2021 ©️
Picture by Gerald Deehan Art
