March 30, 2012
There had been fire in her, once.
Powerful it had raged
Along her skin,
Striking those she touched.
But then those gray eyes turned
Steel. She was cold
Fire now.
It had melted and drained,
Sealing those eyes shut.
She burned,
Blue and silent.
It was a savage strength
That whispered along her spine.
Until the air around her yearned
For a sign of warmth.

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