As she escaped the shrinking corridor
ruining an assured flat ending
she noticed the tiny light at the end of what seemed like a future years away
ah but she had seen this before this eery light
sharp and bright
there it stood there it lingered
everything stopped now
yes she had seen this before but where
how could this light stop her
her that fought the dinosaur
slain the king of the second peak
this young killer in her prime after millennia of wait
stopped by a light
the tip of the light caught her attention first
the tip shown through
brighter than the rest bet ever so unattainable
alas the tip was not the tip but rather the end
beginning of the end for some and an end all the same for the rest
she drew her sword steadfast
sharp and long with a tip of its own
she knew this blade well
every inch of its weight memorized by its handler
the sword knew her as well
meshed metal guts and ripped leather limbs
on the edge of itself at all times made for touch
this was a true love
replacing her face mask for a face of innocence lost
she continued her march her mission
the light struck first
tip meeting tip
but this was an end you see
for are young victor was more than a match
she was legend
the light strayed and plunged back to its place amongst the stars
this battle, the first of many, was over before it started
a testing of powers and ultimately a victory for at least one
but she feels no power in victory
no thoughts of joy
for you see between darkness and light there is gray
and this was a preview to the ability of neutrality to become more
because it is the best of both worlds it is between
darkness watches from its slumber
the time will come it says
for it is eve now and light has lost its beam
escape with me one last time
to the future of the presented past
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