I was chained,
Stuck waiting for my demise.
Surrounded by the domain
of the one my kin angered.
They warned us.
Never to boast, never to hold
treacherous arrogance.
Yet it seemed
no one can tie their tongues.
Stolen away
by the ever-changing sea.
Left to die alone.
Chained to a cold
hard stone.
No one will hear
the wails of the princess
who's fate is left in the hands
of an arrogant hero.
- Asteria
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Swinging Around the Cosmos || Poetry
Poetry[ and my airborne legs swung around the cosmos ] Poetry of the vast inky space. Some might be influenced by greek mythology.
