Who Are You Fantasy Contest

They call me “ FIREBRAND” Everywhere I go there is a demand I slay giants and creatures I possess distinct features, Golden hair as thick as a mane Eyes that set fires causing my enemies great pain I swirl in the wind, leaving my healing dust I devour those who abuse other peoples trust I leave my imprint in weeping willow tress I pity the lions that try to deceive me When I laugh musical notes stumble out of my lips I have a leather strap, buckled tightly, around my hips My sword rest soundly until it’s time to be used I enjoy demolishing monsters that like to abuse Smoke whirls into messages from beneath my feet They know when I am coming, I make a noticeable beat. By: Sabina Nicole