Resurrection

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess

was bowed down in fear

The eyes which always witnessed love and care

were forced to see blood and tears

The lips which were always smiling

Were quivering with horror and nightmares.

The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care

Were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear.

With time all the wounds disappeared

But their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance from those who brought her here

The Royal blood running through her veins will not let her stop

unless she has punished all those who played unfair

This Girl was called Ezra Gray Allistaire

And she turned out to be everyone's worst nightmare.

With those blue eyes as blue as thunder

and black hair as dark as night

She was the resurrection of the strongest wolf ever known to wolfkind.

She was the thunder wolf.