The Matriarch.The MatriarchThe Matriarch. by ~Tenru-Wingstorm
Stars glimmer as darkness reigns
And weary eyes behold their beauty
Another soul gone, another soul gleaming back at her
Death has painted a different sky.
Her hands are stained
Charcoal and paper left abandoned.
Words flow through her head.
A somber collection
Of broken thoughts and hidden meaning.
All for her.
A woman she never had the chance to know.
Youth had stilled her curiousity,
Until only the passing could stir
The stinging regret.
Relief, for the Matriarch,
She had watched, with masked features,
As the woman who birthed six children
And created a clan in their own right,