Warrior's Ember

In fiery hues, she stands, a vision of strength and might, With armor worn, and a spirit that takes flight. Her eyes, like emeralds, shine bright with inner light, Reflecting the turmoil of a soul that's fought through the night. The red and white locks, a symbol of her inner strife, A warrior's tale, of battles won, and a heart that's still alive. The smudges on her cheek, a testament to her past, A reminder of the trials she's faced, and the scars that will forever last. Yet, in her gaze, a spark remains, a flame that burns so bright, A beacon in the darkness, guiding her through the fight. With every glance, she's a story told, of trials and of strife, A warrior's journey, etched upon her face, a testament to her life.