Guardian of fire

by CrimsonInHumanBlood   Dec 13, 2005


Born from fire,
Crimson with golden tips and a pearly sheen,
Eyes bluer than Sapphire and as sharp as a needle,
Predator and prey,
Killer by nature,
She guards the fire and heals the wounded,
Captured and torn,
She has finally fallen far from grace and into the hands of man...

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