The One in Charge

She was born under the blood moon.
Doomed from birth
To be a symbol of evil
The cause of superstitions.
Revered by the likes of those
Who scared her.
Striking fear in the hearts of those
Who didn’t.
Such was her fate
Till the day she decided
It was time to stop playing it safe.
No more hiding under the cloak of darkness
When she longed for the touch of warmth.
No more living off scraps of human kindness!
She was born a huntress.
That’s exactly how she would live.
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