She emerges from darkness, a silhouette grand. With a presence that commands, a grip like iron hand.
She walks through towns, a specter of might. With a presence so fierce, it darkens the light.
Her steps shake the ground, a storm on the rise. With thunder in her laughter, and fire in her eyes. Each word a declaration, a challenge laid bare.
She wears her power like a cloak of the night. A haunting allure, both fearsome and right.
Her eyes hold a glimmer, both haunting and sharp. A predator’s gaze, striking fear like a harp.
Her presence lingers like smoke, alluring yet suffocating.
Those who dare challenge her strength soon will find. That underestimating her is a perilous bind. For she knows the game, and she plays it unshamed.
Men may attempt to belittle her fight,
But she stands ever taller, fueled by her right, she challenges the norm.
For her name is, Athena. Named after the Goddess who is considered one of the most powerful deities in Greek mythology. The one who embodies wisdom, courage, and strategic warfare.
So heed the unspoken, let caution be wise. For in Athena's presence, respect is the armor you wear.
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There's A Woman (Peaky Blinders)
FanfictionWhen Tommy Shelby's men steal crates filled with guns, he does not expect someone to show up to claim them. Especially not for that person to be a woman.
