|The Red Faerie
Author: SilverHawke7 PM
This is a poem of a faerie who can't find her purpose in life. Part 2 of a series.Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy/Drama - Words: 305 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-24-04 - id: 1618018
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The Red Faerie
The Red Faerie
Over the bloodstained fields, the red fairy flew.
Wishing she knew how to make her life anew.
For so many years she had delighted in the heat
of battle and the thrill of the chase.
Now many centuries of this have scarred her
once beautiful face.
Her flaming red hair was now coarse and rough,
Instead of like in the old days when it was soft
and as light as fluff.
For many years she dwelled on those bloodstained
Waiting to see what her life yields.
But, alas, no help ever came.
And her violent lifestyle stayed the same.
Finally, she received the answer that she sought.
It happened one day during a battle that was
being most fiercely fought.
As usual she took to soar over it like an angel of
death in the sky.
But suddenly, something caught her eye.
It was a lone, bloody human soldier laying on the
Even though his wounds were mortal, he kept a
a face cheerful and sound.
She asked him, "Why do you still smile at this
field of pain on your death bed?"
He just turned to the faerie, smiled, and said,
" I know this moment will be my last,
and that my life has passed.
But what I've seen today in my dimming
I feel as if what I was fighting for was just
Then the soldier breathed his last breath.
And the faerie flew away from the oncoming
stench of death.
But as the faerie went,
She finally knew what her life meant.
She knew that, as the cycle of the rising and
Battles will always be fought and won.