Warrior

Everything is red –

his eyes, his blood,

his skin, his life.

Seed of the stars,

born of winged graces

with feathers

stained in scarlet.

And white –

purity in his legend.

But now he survives

in crimson hues

as he moves like

the great birds of prey

through the world.

Rest will come eventually –

for now, he must soar.

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