Shoulders back with a smile on her face
Another notch on her belt
Feeling her heart warm
Purity
Beauty
Understanding that all have fallen
All have fallen
She began walking..….running
With out a glance behind her
Her steps sparked with every step
Fires igniting in her wake
All have fallen
Not a care for a single one
she raced onwards
Her demeanour ferocious
Should any remain standing after her
They will stand worthy of her.
