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's brows furrowed and head tilted slightly to the side. They were...all working together? What in Mort's name did that mean? "I don't understand what you mean." the former captain said, confusion coloring her voice. But her confusion did not dull her skills or senses in any way...especially when he gave her the warning that he would show her his disrespect. He may as well have said he was going to attack again, very loudly.

He dove under her sword and as his hand slid towards the flower she had just planted, her foot shot out, intending to step on his wrist and pin him to the ground. "Well that's a shame. I suppose I will have to take you to jail with the other blighted people then." she said with a slight shrug.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast