Fearless
Fearless he stands, a knight for a fight.
The fire roars, he neighs his scorn.
The blaze consumes the forest where he was born,
Chocking it in a smoky haze.
Flame leaps onward toward the black knight,
Destroying everything in sight.
The shadow bellows his rage and storms,
Against the fire with all his might.
Bold and Fearless he rears, black flame against red.
The fire subsides, the blaze withers.
The smoldering embers leave the trees to their oldering.
The silent shadow slips away,
On hooves of darkness did he stray.
But ever he returns to the forest he loves,
And sends his voice ringing through the silent trees above.
YOU ARE READING
The Raven's Prophecy
ŞiirAlong the roads of fantasy, come in and you shall see. Within each poem a story, And all of them you can follow, In the Raven's shadow.
