Fearlea's Oath

I never shall cower like those others behind me.
My arrow shall never miss it's mark.
Courage is my heart, my soul is a lion, golden and proud.
My battle cry shall strike fear to my foes,
Like the cold-blooded cowards they are.
My bow is my spirit, my arrows are my life.
I live to fight, and to claim victory for my brothers.

While I am a proud and impetuous girl, I must remain kind and caring.
I must use this dagger to create, never to destroy.
My heart must beat for truth, I must only bleed if I protect my friends.
This solemn archers oath may be the only thing protecting me from savagery, but this lioness roars for justice and justice alone.

poem by Rebecca Phoenix
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