They called her Elora,
and i thot it a just name
befitting her beauty.
the name a bit mystical as was she.
She was a beauty of the Gods.
Raven hair and eyes, lipid pools
of soft, clear sparkling emeralds
cut with her great exquisitness in mind.
Elora, Elora, tis a name for an angel,
is it not?
No, it was not!
What horror befell Elora, i know not.
She flew, but only for an instant.
Elora was no more!
Elora of raven hair and emerald eyes,
Elora flew and then she died......