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Shielded by night,
Cloaked with the fluoresence of the moonlight.
The silhouette of her shadow follows behind her.
Her hair that once bounced at shoulder’s length as she walked,
Yet her walk lost its grace.
Once glided like a princess,
Now a strut with determination.
Before living for love,
Yet now living with a purpose.
Consumed by anger and sorrow.
Havoc today with suffering tomorrow.
Chaos at night with an evil plot tomorrow.
She owns the night where all is feared.
A kingdom not so clear,
Yet its a distant land of fear,
Filled with nightmares time and time again.
This is home to her.
This she owns.
The lady of darkness.