Tales of Elizabeth Rosaline
The night was cold as death
And the stillness, eerie and sudden.
Laying on the pavement laid her friend
Mangled and torn, she was sprawled upon the ground.
Her doll-like placement chilled onlookers
Though none wished to disturb the broken piece
Upon seeing Annabeth’s body
Elizabeth’s face became white with rage
She wished to seek revenge on the monster
Who had done this to Annabeth.
Looking around, Elizabeth spotted the hide
Fleeing across the frozen road
Seeing the perpetrator, Elizabeth raced after.
While racing toward a certain death,
Whether her own or the beast’s,
Elizabeth deemed whatever would happen
Would be up to the fates.
After tracking the scoundrel to his lair
Elizabeth took hold of her scythe
Glinting with the flames of Hell,
She drew her weapon
Bent on revenge, she entered the hall of death.
Inside the ravager of death stood in wait
For either side to travel the Hel road,
Standing at the mouth of the cave
Where Elizabeth stared down her enemy.
The elusive Chimera
Standing taller than Athena Parthenos,
She snapped all her heads towards Elizabeth
Matted in her friend's blood,
Elizabeth struck the ground
To signal her intentions for the beast
Chimera roared at Elizabeth
Cued the commence of battle.
Elizabeth ran at the beast with her scythe aimed and ready.
Chimera lashed at Elizabeth viciously,
But each time she dodged the attacks
Only by the skin of her neck.
Breathing fire in Elizabeth’s direction,
Chimera bought time to evade Elizabeth’s blows.
In this dance of swords and flames,
Elizabeth managed to strike the beast
That severely wounded Chimera.
Falling upon the rocks,
Chimera desperately struggled to gain the upper hand.
However, the fates decided the beast had
Already achieved much in life.
So, as Elizabeth got in position to slay Chimera
The ravager of death grabbed hold
Of Chimera’s life force to drag
To the depths of Hell where it belongs.
Slicing the lions head from Chimera’s body,
Elizabeth ends her life amongst the remains of past hunts.
Taking the token of her bravery,
Elizabeth dragged one of Chimera’s heads
Back to the village to signify
The victory won to end the endless suffering.
Reaching the village, many gawked at the trophy
she dragged behind her
And once the shock wore off
Everyone congratulated Elizabeth.
However, she simply gave the head to an official
And brushed off the thanks, to attend to her dead friend.
Seeing her broken body, Elizabeth wallowed in a sea of grief
With the horrendous beast finally defeated
Elizabeth allowed herself to finally be heartbroken
And give her friend the final rest she deserves.
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