-or a Witch's Curse
You had a valkyrie,
a shield maiden
a warrior, death's swan.
And she demurred to you,
rested her head on your lap,
and shed immortal's tears on your behalf.
She would have raised her spear
in defence of you,
but better, she summoned her ancient squall for you.
For love
of you.
Who may dream of such a creature?
touch her,
belong to her,
possess her, the battle goddess?
You will never again behold such a woman,
never revel in such a mind,
never bask in such intensity,
never delight in such ardor,
never be as fiercely loved by anything.
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I am ridiculously in love with this. Leesie/Dixie, the Vanguard Slayer!
Can someone say "Next year's Halloween?" Cause I just did IN YO FACE!!!
Woah here is the errant comment. I think the one I meant to leave was "This sums up your 'relationship' with him nicely."
dude, you KNOW i will rock the horned helmet and metal bra next october, don't even!
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