In the land of andere In the world of endless meander The heir has long been foretold Carrying the power of the queens of old A demon shall ally with an angel Two shall become one in danger One of four will be chosen The daughter of the one who was stolen With an iron sword she shall swing Peace or chaos she may bring For a thousand years was fought To their knees they all shall be brought The last of the andere has foreseen The unfathered shall one day be queen
This is the beginning of a fantasy I'm writing, a prophecy that kicks it off. Would love feedback!