"all who is light shall turn to dark,
all who is bright shall turn to rust,
all who smell nice shall change to musk,
like the day dawning into dusk,
as the earth dries to crust,
as all things in this world must,
go through this before they shall pass." - medicontherun
Hearing the words of ancients, a haggard lady stands up from her makeshift bed. Her once dulled grey eyes lighting up with a certain fiery spirit, as if she has just obtained utmost power.