Petit poème pour le plaisir
Shadows Crown
In London's depths where secrets hide,
A thief moves swift, no chains to bind.
Ash walks the streets with wary eyes,
A storm of fire, cloaked in lies.
A whispered name, a task begun,
To breach the court where shadows run.
The Crown is dark, its ruler cold,
Kaiden’s reign is fierce and bold.
She steps inside, a silent ghost,
A game of power, hearts at cost.
Steel and whispers, daggers gleam,
A deadly dance, a fractured dream.
Yet in the dark where trust decays,
A spark ignites in hidden ways.
Two souls entwined in fate's cruel hand,
Bound by fire, love unplanned.
But shadows call and blood is due,
A kingdom built on debts past due.
Will Ash survive, or will she drown—
A thief consumed by Shadows Crown?
