Embers of the Shattered Throne
Introduction: Power is fleeting, and empires fall. This poem speaks of a throne once held high, now reduced to ruins, where only embers remain of the glory that once was and the revenge weaved by the Queen herself. In halls where sorrow reigns and shadows lie, A sovereign weeps beneath a fractured crown; Her heart, once full, now echoes a mournful cry, Betrayed by fate, her spirit slowly downed. A love, once bright as dawn’s first gentle gleam, Now silenced in the depths of treachery; A whispered promise lost like a shattered dream, Haunting the night with grief’s stark melody. Betrayal’s dagger plunged in trust’s fragile core, Leaving wounds unseen yet deeply sore; A secret pain that burns evermore, Igniting a fury that none can ignore. From depths of despair, a phantom force awoke, A mystic ally borne on winds of lore; Without a name, it whispered through the smoke, Urging the queen to rise and settle the score. Grief transformed to fire in her resolute gaze, Determination forged i...