The halo fades, but the tension stays behind
As Charlie searches for the words she cannot find
She touches her lips, a dazed and golden stare
While the scent of ozone lingers in the air
From the corner's gloom, a heavy footfall rings
Not the flutter of a Seraph’s many wings
Vaggie steps forward, her eye a piercing spark
A jagged silhouette emerging from the dark
"I saw her, Charlie," the fallen soldier sighs
With a thousand questions burning in her eyes
The protector’s spear is lowered, but her heart is tight
Torn between her duty and the morning light
Charlie stammers, reaching for a steady hand
As two worlds shift beneath the hotel's sand
Vaggie doesn't shout, she doesn't turn away
She simply watches where the Seraph used to play
A silent pact is forged within the dim-lit hall
To catch the princess should the Seraph make her fall
The secret grows, a shadow on the floor
As Vaggie stands guard beside the heavy door
Jan 16
Jan 16, 2026 at 2:41 PM UTC
The halo fades, but the tension stays behind
As Charlie searches for the words she cannot find
She touches her lips, a dazed and golden stare
While the scent of ozone lingers in the air
From the corner's gloom, a heavy footfall rings
Not the flutter of a Seraph’s many wings
Vaggie steps forward, her eye a piercing spark
A jagged silhouette emerging from the dark
"I saw her, Charlie," the fallen soldier sighs
With a thousand questions burning in her eyes
The protector’s spear is lowered, but her heart is tight
Torn between her duty and the morning light
Charlie stammers, reaching for a steady hand
As two worlds shift beneath the hotel's sand
Vaggie doesn't shout, she doesn't turn away
She simply watches where the Seraph used to play
A silent pact is forged within the dim-lit hall
To catch the princess should the Seraph make her fall
The secret grows, a shadow on the floor
As Vaggie stands guard beside the heavy door
I love making sequel poems
