The Pride of the Pack

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by MakingFantasies_01

by MakingFantasies_01

She is the symbol of the tribe
A maiden holy enough to be called divined.

She is a deity of life and prosperity
Her words give life to souls
And banish calamity.

She is no ones twin flame for she is
The one who flew higher than Icarus,
She was the sun that burns everything it touches.

She loves dancing with the wolves,
And making friends with danger,
She made me a nefelibata
Lost in my labyrinth.

And so the monster in me is bore
Soon it shall awaken
Only time will tell them
Only then they'll know hell.

She raise me up into the clouds too far , that I have forgotten to look down.

I was blinded with her light, the reason I met my darkness.

And just like the wise men says.

Only fools rushed in. But my blood boiled fast trying to escape with my life.

Out of my chest out of this feeling.

I saw their thrilling greatness.

And it chilled me down my bones.

But I have never been one of them.

For I am greater than those before me.

Far more superior than those who are above me.

I am a lone wolf .

I show no fear for I have no weakness.

The Pride of the pack

I who stands above everything else.