Her Gaze of Medieval Times

From the castle the sound of screams were heard
Her heart torn and her mouth without a word
The darkness of the walls caved her in
The small hairs on her back stood up from her skin
Her dress a light blue, embroidered gold
The wrinkles on her gown, fold upon fold
Her hair long and thick, as dark as the skies
At first glance you would gaze at her eyes
Bloodshot they were, filled with tears
She dashed down the hall to escape her fears
The steps to the door felt like eternal torture
"My people!" she though. "My world in danger!"
As she opened the door she saw the cursed sight and whaled...
"How could I fail my kingdom? I couldn't have failed!"
Bodies of lost knights scattered on the ground
Families grasping their children dashing around
The remains of animals left from battle abandoned, alone
Blood and destruction everywhere, the battle truly was shown
From the village she heard deadly screams from babies and mothers
Suddenly she thought... "What will happen to the surviving others?"
She clapsed to the ground and began to cry
The smell of smoke burnt her eyes.
Suddenly she felt a tap upon her back
"Is it a evil knight going to attack?"
No, it was a dog gimping on one leg
She thought he wanted some help because he started to beg
But alas no he wanted her to rise on her feet
She smiled at the K-9 who stood up from defeat
She asked "What is your name oh four legged one?"
The eyes of the dog reflected light, perhaps from the sun?
Turning around all the princess saw was the works of the devil
Standing up she suddenly realized and said... "Let thou understand that to burden ones thought is to cowardice at the sight of evil."

-By Victoria R.
Age 12