She craved beauty all for her own Her selfish heart could not be tamed A jealous heart fashioned from stone She could never keep restrained
To the dark witch she ran Her wish to come true, according to plan Though warned by the witch of consequences to bear She chose not to hear Sold her soul for the promise of beauty everlasting
Her loveliness over all surpassing Yet she remained unsatisfied The laws of nature she’d tried to defy She began to feel guilt inside From the world she decided to hide
Moon’s glow stalking every step Eerie ivory beams illuminating her path as she fled Swiftly rushing across the rosebed Crushing thorny wilted buds dead Never flinching as her bare feet bled
The black sky swallowed her soul Her body and mind it also stole Alone among stars, to dust transforming For such is the fate of those who choose not to heed...
T h e w i t c h ’ s w a r n i n g.