She was a monster she was born to be the most beautiful. She had every kind of beauty. A child of the dark with a thirst for power. The magic of her innocence was lost and the flames of hell burned the fire of her soul. Every echo of hope, just shatters and departs. She was a witch in the darkness, the queen of evil who sat upon the throne and to the stars. She was a demon. The one who killed the sun and the moon. Even though she was a beast she was a child of the night. She had to be a beast but had no fear of man. He was the beast and the angel of hell. He was expected to be the one who made her. With every whispered promise, she breaks and complies acting as a servant. She had learned the game and the only way she was in life like playing chess. She was the creature of the night with her eyes wide open with the devil inside her. An angel in the midnight skies but, a devil in disguise in control with a smile and tear in her dark eyes wearing a long black veil she has heard the cry of others. She was the prophet of darkness. The one to destroy the masters of the world and left her soul torn apart. You could have watched her lose all the love she had in her hearts. And she was her only true enemy. A nightmare in the war. I just stand there waiting for her to make a path to the grave of the priests. Please forgive her for her sins. However, she chose to be master of her domain.