Ember Requiem
Reflection
In the heart of chaos, a figure stands tall,
Amidst the ruins, a story to be told.
With every step, a path is made,
Through the ashes, a new dawn is displayed.
The city burns, a fiery grave,
Yet in the flames, a spirit is brave.
With hair aflame, like golden thread,
She walks the rubble, where shadows are spread.
Her eyes, like lanterns, shine so bright,
Guiding through darkness, into the light.
The world around her, in disarray,
Yet she stands firm, come what may.
A silhouette of strength, in a world undone,
A beacon in the darkness, a heart that's won.
Through the embers, a tale is spun,
Of resilience, of a spirit that's been won.
In the aftermath, a new tale's told,
Of one who rose, from the ashes cold.