as an uneasy darkness glides across the skies.
Her heart is frozen with in her chest,
and no emotion within her eyes.
Through the night she gazes 'round
as she stands, her black wings splayed wide.
The last portion of her soul glows brightly
before it withers and it dies.
A cold, uncaring demoness stands
alone against the world.
Her intent, one of maliciousness
as her plans are now unfurled.
She speaks softly,
her voice carried by the breeze
and it is heard by the pure ears of a child
innocent and naive.
The child stares up
at the dark angel standing so near.
Emerald eyes meet the cold steel of hers
and the child is entranced with fear.
A wicked smile plays across her blood red lips
as a dagger now is drawn.
Jewel encrusted silver
glinting ominously in light so wan.
Tears stream down the tiny cheeks
and whimpers escape so faint.
But the angel will not kill this child;
Her soul she intends to taint.
"Darkness calls to you child," she whispers,
"Look and see the darkened stain.
Look into the blackened ocean child.
Your soul I will obtain.
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