Valkyrie [Day 15 - Obligation]

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Like a perfect doll, wrenched and discarded,

The light from those beautiful orbs obliterated

By those he considered kin, yet sought his demise—

She took him under her wing, a Valkyrie in disguise.


Like a phoenix from the ashes rising,

Cold and ruthless, he smote all those opposing.

For he lived only for her, a shining beacon—

She who was hope, mentor and retribution.


And yet daring to love her was out of the question,

For all he will ever be is an alluring obligation.

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