Verona Black

Black Roses - Future

land is, Her body is strong and wild, With powerful form and instinctive grace, She rules her kingdom with a will most mild. At night she peeks through great and tall trees, Her eyes all stern and cold, Her claws alive and keen sharp fangs so bold, On the foggy dark winds she doth ride. Her lessons in secret she doth only share, With no one but the chosen few, All who enter her halls of grandeur, Flock closely to gain clarity, too. The beasts all bow to her beauty and might, Filling her coffers with blood and gold, She invites not one but all who come, Only loyal and true those who come can be hold. Through the forest she does roam, Never still ever swift on her flight, As she reigns over and cares for her kin, Her magnificence does grant them life