Crimson Veil
Reflection
Beneath the crimson veil, a soul untamed,
A warrior's gaze, a storm unchained.
Her eyes, a mirror of the heavens' might,
A silent scream, a battle's light.
The blood that stains her cheek, a tale untold,
Of battles fought, of courage bold.
Her hair, a cascade of fire and ice,
A symbol of her duality's rise.
The armor she wears, a shield of steel,
Yet her heart, a flame that cannot heal.
In her eyes, the world's reflection lies,
A mirror of our own inner cries.
She stands as a beacon, a guiding light,
A symbol of strength, of fierce delight.
Her journey, a path of trials and strife,
A testament to the power of life.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her gaze,
For in her story, your own is raised.
A warrior's spirit, a heart of fire,
A crimson veil, a timeless desire.