It's Only A Fictional World, After All | A Collection of Poems

Bravery Runs In This Woman's Veins

She is not frightened of death, nor did she feel it's sting.
Perhaps, long ago, she would have trembled with fear.
The oncoming storm and the blackest of nights.
Now she is strong.
She does not shake with anger, or rage, or fear.
She stands strong in herself.
She will take up her sword and fight until the end,
even if it is, certainly, the end.

// Royale Wolf