Step by step into the void,
Inch by inch with fear and agony,
Pushed by will, into a dark world,
Armed with desire, she is firm.
Venturing where stars don’t shine,
Moon lost forever in clouds,
Sun is blood red, drenched in past,
Yet she presses on, for the destiny awaits,
Glimpses of the elders strike her,
A breeze in the middle of abyss,
Trees amidst far spread desert,
People wandering over the fallen,
And then she snaps out from past,
Confronts the harbinger of death and misery,
Now is her moment,
Moment of truth, moment of revenge.
P.S. – I am trying to write a story line about a girl named Asrah, this is a starting point. I am trying to write in free verse, no rhyme restriction, just plain story, with little saying most left to reader’s imagination.