Sitting one atop the boulder,
her ebony wings arched in praise.
No way known how to stop,
the brilliant suns endless rays.

Looking down onto her chest,
eyes alighting upon a gaping hole.
In her hands she cradled.
her heart no longer whole.

As tears pour down her face,
the sign of pain etched deep,
Her crying out his name,
making her live an endless weep.

And not knowing how to end,
this pain that lives in her,
She cries an endless river

@}~ H ~{@

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Chronos, in the year 242 AF.