Dark Priestess Mage.

She feels like no one loves her,

She's a shadow, overcast,

All their withering gazes,

She's just a figure of the past.

Her hazel eyes are soulful,

And hold memories like a cage,

She stands and watches quietly,

Now a darkened Priestess Mage.

Her magick calls her demons,

Who flock like gruesome flames,

And with her wicked, whispering smile,

She begins the games.

To bring herself to justice,

To punish her nightmares' games,

And first to start with old friends,

She brings forth her list of names.