Clarei

Clarei came to me today.
She sat infront of me,
her arms crossed on the table.
Long legs stretched out under.

She's rough around the edges as she's always been.
Hair in a messy braid pulled over her chest.
Red eyes bright and vibrant.

They put me at ease.

She talks about random things.
Kids, Grandkids,  gaurdians, family, and deaths.

I laugh and nod.
I cry and reach out.

There all gone.

Chaos house has risen.
Like there sigil,
they sore and set the world ablaze.
That's the family I know.

She leans back and clasps her battle scared hands togeather.
One cold metal,
the other scared and burned flesh.

As she closes her eyes,
I finally take her in.

This woman.
This inner me.

She strong,
battle ready,
wise,
and lonely.

Musings of an inner character