The Final Rose

ROANA

Glimpses of fate bring light to your despair
Realise hope isn't short of your grasp
Resurrect every dream that you've buried alive
And never succumb to the war that you fight

Roana was alert and aware of the man approaching long before he actually reached her. But of course, he was approaching quickly, and she would have to deal with him before she could finish planting the flower. Bother. With a sigh she set the rose down next to the little hole she had started then rose to face the man, expression serious and fearsome. Unlike others, she would not cower in the face of the blighted.

The former captain drew her sword, pointing the claymore at him to keep him at a distance. "Indeed, attacking a lady is very disrespectful." she said dryly, glaring on him. "If you have any sense left, I suggest you take your leave back the way you came." she said in a commanding tone.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast