Her eyes were a piercing blue.

Her hair, a fiery red.

She moved in slow motion,

her hair blurring into burning red flames,

piercing the darkness surrounding her.

The flames trailed up into the sky above,

and I could almost smell the smoke.

A passion burned inside her,

like the scalding hot embers of a dying fire,

but there was a coolness in the intensity of her eyes.

If you looked deep enough,

you could see a whole ocean,

life flourishing in its depths.

She fought with a strength

untamed by the advancement of her opponent.

Like a herd of wild horses,

galloping straight through a group of cowboys

trying to tame their wild spirits.

I didn't recall seeing her before.

Surely I would've remembered my introduction to such a warrior.

What was her name?

I watched her in awe as she battled her opponent with the ferocity

of a lioness.

In chess, it's the Queen's job

to protect the King.

She acted as if she were doing just that.

What was her name?

A ringing begins, echoing in my ears louder,

and louder,

until it finally focuses on one sound.

"... Aurora!"

She was named after the dawn.

-Brianna Cecille Blades