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
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