Shadows burning holes within,
Something inside seeking the light, 
Slowly the path unwinds into the woods 
Long and far she runs, 
she runs into the woods,
With claws and screams she turns,
She turns into the beast deep within
Fur and tears but she runs,
She runs into the woods.
Moonlight in her hair,
Shadows in her life,
She's a warrior with a secret,
A secret deep and painful,
A lust for the truth she's driven by her passion for knowledge,
She sees magic,
So strong and old she sees magic beneath the trees,
She is a beast something fierce and strange,
Strong and unmatched by any being,
For she is magic,
Strong and brave she is the magic beneath the trees,
Deep inside the woods she runs with a heavy heart but a happy mind winds of her ancestors blowing through her hair, 
She runs,
She runs into the woods.

By Marina Vos

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