The red comet
Drifts across the sky
All of the people argue
Of it's meaning
Some say it's blood
That will be shed
In a war against kings
Others say it's the red
Of their flags
A good omen for them
In these times of war
But the girl
With the white hair
And violet eyes
Took it as a sign
For her dragons
To rise
From their stoney eggs
And be born
From the fire
