by Sarah Elliot
“Hence why there always has to be another to balance.” Tyra sighed, but smiled proudly. “I look forward to meeting you again, even if my memory may be a little hazy.”
Belial nodded and let the spirit go, to return to her own charge and to a time before all of this. His light-grey eyes wandered back to the retreating carts, noting where Alcarde was and wondering if the man ever considered the consequences of his actions before doing them. However, a smirk crossed his features, somehow he felt that if his father had ever done such a thing then even he wouldn’t have been born into the world.
Poem Translation
“By river and by stars,
We shall find one another
My hope, my love,
Forever eternal,
Blooming forth from first spring sun
To warm the heart
Seal the fate
Bring us back together
Peace and harmony
Will be ours to make or break
But by your side I will stand
Forever eternal
You are my lady
Nothing can change that
I wait for you to come back
So that the world can be
As it should be”