Born in a mythical world,

In reality she grew.

Was special from the beginning

Someone to finally prove it

Don't believe, didn't believe.

Tried to prove her wrong,

Kidnapped, attacked, safe arms to guide her,

Long trip ahead.

Country side flies by,

As large gates appear

Larger houses on the inside.

Towering over the rest, stands her home,

Guards stand by,

Marble floors, Spiral Staircase.

There she stands,

With coldness surrounding her,

She paints the blackness, the shattered glass,

The young girl lay reaching into the nothing.

She decides her fate and her peoples,

to keep doing nothing,

Or stand and fight.