The End and the Beginning

The End and the Beginning
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Drop….Drop….Drip Drop
As the Rain falls on top

Her face so worn
Her face so torn

Fragile hands grasp her swords
As deep levels of the mind remain

Sleep.
No.

fight.
Die.

Her mind wonders in the abyss,
As her body is pulled along

The sound of unsteady hooves
On the mossy grass near her ear

Sitting up slowly. The rain
Is gone now, Down the valley

Where once was pallid
Now stained crimson

Where once was flesh
Now open and gaping

Life’s last breath
Has taken its toll

As she passes to the floor
She hand reaches out

Blood stained fingers – push
At the air, as life leaves

Closer now.
Closer than ever.

Wait.
Not yet…

The sound rang out around the room
the sound more dreaded than the gloom

Lovers gazes turn from fire, to see
Quarreling neighbors stop their bickering

As she fell through the door
Landing on the wooden floor