the end

she hit proud knees
screamed into sand and wind
held a head
long since gone mad
in hands covered with crimson
haunted eyes watched
as any chance for redemption
fled with the dying sun
the blue skies inside her
gave way to thunderclouds
and lightning that bled rage
the world set on
oblivious to the birth
of the avenging destroyer
that would reap destruction
like no king had ever
witnessed in this era
on bruised knees she rose
and the end began

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