I came upon a flower
In an otherwise barren field
Pushing through the snowy ash of
My journey's countless firestorms.
Her beauty, overwhelming;
The contrast of white petals on a black earth.
The air, once filled with the pungent scent of burning flesh and lies,
now is clear.
The journey takes a new turn
This path shall no longer be forsaken as I breathe deep and
begin to build my kingdom along side her,
intertwining our roots.
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