a/n: something that has followed me for a while... now its done ^_^
two massive armies gather at the border.
her leader is speaking,
but she cannot hear
for her own heart pounds in her ears.
wind ripples across the valley, whipping her sun-bleached hair
away from her young face.
her muscles ripple underneath smooth, tanned skin
as she tenses,
waiting to pounce,
a girl no more than sixteen.
there is a roar
and the armies charge,
and cries of pain echo across the valley,
along with the clash of steel on steel,
like the sound of a thousand bronze bells.
she herself cuts down adversary after adversary,
leaping and twisting in the air,
a golden sword in hand,
and fighting like an enraged lioness.
the battle rages on for hours,
and in that time corpses are strewn
over a bloody ground,
but she does not lie with them.
sweat stings her eyes
and her every limb screams in protest,
but still she fights,
until half the enemy's army
is demolished by her fury.
she is caught in bloodlust,
attacking left and right
like a wild animal.
a sudden, blinding pain pierces her back
and blossoms into her stomach.
a hot wetness drips down her naval
as she gazes in shock at the arrow
that extends from her belly.
in her eyes, the world seems to slow.
she turns deaf to the clashes
that surround her.
her eyes bulge,
her mouth gapes in a silent scream.
the ground rushes up to greet her
as she falls.
the world turns dim,
and she is surrounded by a midnight black
as she dies,
the brave female warrior
who gave her life
to save a stranger.