When I was made
Into blood and bone
My shield was lost
My sword was thrown
Came to in a place of
Water and stone
Which I was now
To call my home
My flaming sword
Whereabouts unknown
A burning drive
For justice grown
Sabre tooth tiger
I pace alone
Melting glaciers
Leaving loam
Sacrificed, reborn, consigned, the henge
Beware I will be back for my revenge
Poetry by Nathalie 