Feb. 26th, 2006 02:04 pm
witchscauldron: (spatter)
[personal profile] witchscauldron
Words fail me. I have felt cold for a long time. Not any more. I am kindled; there is flame.

I was called daughter, stood at Her side all night, named a warrior. I am claimed.

I haven't stopped smiling.

I can't even describe the night. Lit on fire.
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One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright