"Then we take her with us to the palace. She’ll get the care she needs there."
Olivia hesitated for a moment, then gave a firm nod. Together, they carefully lifted the girl, ensuring she was as comfortable as possible.
Before departing, the hero climbed a nearby hill, where the remnants of the battlefield stretched out before him. He raised his sword high, its blade catching the light of the setting sun.
Alaric stormshield
"Victory is ours!"
He declared, his voice echoing across the land. The surviving soldiers erupted into cheers, their spirits lifted by the sight of their leader standing tall.
But as they made their way back to the palace, the hero’s thoughts lingered on the dark lord’s parting words. The battle was won, but the war was far from over.
Aurthor
She’s the strongest of them all,
Her power unmatched, she stands tall.
Yet behind her strength, a secret lies,
A truth concealed behind her eyes.
She can crush foes with but a glance,
In every battle, she takes a stance.
But when it comes to what’s inside,
She hides her pain, her heart denied.
She speaks a lie with perfect grace,
No one suspects her hardened face.
But if you look beyond the show,
You’ll find the truth she doesn't know.
Who is she, with strength so grand,
Yet a lie clutched in her hand?
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Midnight00
as a poet .... wow beautifully represented
2024-12-18
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