The Heir

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THE HEIR
Trapped deep beneath the sea,
a child no one can see.
With her sister not yet born,
with her own skin getting torn
in the claws of a murderer.

Her name could have been
a lot of things she has not yet seen.
A wave, a tide, a fish, an eel,
But her skin is broken,
by a monster who doesn't feel.

Her oldest sister alive
has sworn to protect the baby.
Sworn to keep her alive,
but would she fail? Maybe?
Nobody has succeeded yet.

Maybe one day she would have been the queen,
the best one anyone has ever seen.
But all of that is lost,
under the murderous talons and claws.
Leaving one more dead heir behind.

Her eldest sister might become
the queen everyone is awaiting.
But she has been trapped for far too long,
her destiny now fading.
Would she want to be the queen?

The eldest sister has been trapped,
trapped, she couldn't leave.
Ironically, her capturers called themselves
the Talons of Peace.
Peaceful for sure they were.

Only one more mystery awaits,
would she fail her important quest?
Would she fail her mother,
would she fail herself?
She hopes she can protect her unborn kin.

The baby crushed under the claws,
is hoping for the best.
She will never learn her laws,
she'll forever rest.
The baby heir has died.

The baby heir has died

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