At last,
she has come.
At last,
she lands,
and steps foot,
back upon this world.
The battle halts abruptly,
all thy allies gasp in surprise.
The demons' screams and howls,
they fill the land and echo back and fourth,
the light from my angel burning them into oblivian.
Her first steps creating fertile ground,
sprowting grass and life and beutifull roses.
Healing the ground.
I welcome her with open arms,
and the light she gives is warm,
comforting,
inviting.
The allies step back in shock,
they never expected her to come back,
they thought that she had left forever.
She's come back.
And this world is looking at a change,
a change for the better.
The night,
my darkest hours,
have finally past.
Now the sun rises,
bringing change to my devistated world,
ending one era,
and beggining anew.
From here on brings fourth a new age,
Age of the Sixth,
the Sixth Age of this world.