The Fall of Gabrielle
She,
weeping,
tries to fight.
A cry of rage
the last resort. But
the pull of night is strong.
It croons its endless lovesong.
Drifting past the outermost edge
of reason and reality, she
lets it go. Family ties have broken.
Regardless of those she leaves behind,
she sinks into a fading light,
guiding those who cannot see.
She topples past the earth
towards the demon's smile.
Joyous, wicked,
she descends. . .
helllfire
bound.
see what i mean about the title? it doesn't quite gel. but it'll do for now.