Stars swept down her eyes as moon shined with full glory.
Rose-walled chambers and thorn-studded was her story.
Red-skinned dagger pressed to heart,
She smiled at the dark, dense sky.
"Now we'll never be apart."
The soothsayer, hence, stepped forth.
Urgency to say, desperation to declare.
"For the victory that you choose, shall your life pay the worth.
For you were once the guide,"
She breathed one last time.
"And so you shall be named the starchild."
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Inked Stars
Historical FictionFrom the time that stood witness to the creation of the universe, life has taken a gazillion forms. However, rolling down the heap of space and time, one thing remained evergreen--love. Although taking multiple forms as well, love has often if not a...
