Wrapped in the magic she’d summoned from within,
a place she’d never been,
casting spells across the astral plane.
Traveling to a place they said she’d couldn’t go,
her magic beyond the status quo,
she held tight to a deserving place.
They’d almost taken her soul because she was different…
yet she vowed to spread hope, not blame.
What a strange position to find herself in,
the compassionate victim,
but she was all fighter, just the same.
©January 2018, Christina Anne Hawthorne