A Darkened Hollow

author: Paint

She was fostered from a gravestone on the outskirts of a city
A life well lived it seemed, but her chiton drenched in pity
A queen of airs and graces, from society’s heights she swam
By whetted tool was caught sublime in flight by her wingspan
She fell to the edge, a darkened hollow, now all was denied
Hitherto every sailor had worshipped at her side
Did she fall in anger or lose her mind in shame
Now left to roam her island home far from ancient land…