This poem is about another character I disigned called Aithnie Teague she is a mutain for X-Men who has lived for many years, 800 or so and posses Gambit's powers of kinetic energy. Fincayra is the magical isle of Merlin's birth.
A fire burns with in, the depts of her soul A faint becon of hope in a sea of dispare With each tear of sorrow it grows dimmer and dimmer Over a millemium she has lived but she still looks so young A great power dwells in her too dangerus for this world Oh how her heart ackes to return to Fincayra
Ziska · Thu Jun 16, 2005 @ 04:13pm · 4 Comments |