Queen Evangeline


Born of a queen, who was born of a queen.
Ankle length hair like silver garland.
Wings like spun blue glass,
From shoulder to calf.
Moon white skin,
And tri-colored eyes,
Of silver, green and amber.
carried along both the right,
and left side of the spine,
Swords of white hot fire.
Fire that incenerates absolutely.
Her crown is of living roses.
Fair and loving,
but dangerous when crossed.
She challenged and killed,
the queen before her to save her sister.

Long live Queen Evangeline.

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A character I daydream of.