Sagittarius

The bow in hand,
Fingers flittering fervently to fit the arrow in its hold
My vivacity clutched tightly inside the hull of my core.
I will not lose this battle, I will not let my desecration come to pass.
True, the forces of destiny greatly stake their fate in my enemy
But my resolve is strong. I am fierce.
I discern what I must do to save us, to extradite the forces of Anguish back to their abyss.
I must fight.
A fighter I am, and I fighter I shall forever remain.
The demon bodes its melancholy in my direction, yet I feel no deterrence. I cannot be swayed.
For my inner power outmatches any that pass my way.
Ethereal eyes of ghastly lurid proportions sizing me up and down,
The look of a predator upon its prey.
My arrow flies, and a livid claw thrusts its force upon me.
Together, we both fall, vivid crimson droplets staining the purity of the earth.
Divided by life, yet united through death.