Power Of Hellsting Book 2 (Sneek Peek) Copy An Die! Poem by Lisa Bray

When I got to the tree that the branch broke from I saw it the two-tailed wolf.
His fur so black you would believe he’s not real but his eyes so golden you think you hit jackpot.
With those eyes even Lisa can lose her very life. The strength this wolf withheld was so powerful.
My heart beat without fear but with hate. Lisa always loved wolves then this one came to me she seemed to be here to help me.
But her eyes remind me of Lisa’s face. With wet eyes as she sleeps a scream when she awakes.
Tears fall from my eyes knowing deep in my heart that my heart is cold.
But my spirit is free to be me had given me my world of hate an love even confusion.
My child the wolf speaks to me. When is she I cant pick up her sent what I can pick up is old.
The night wind blew across my face. And the search has began.


THE SEARCH FOR THE LOST ONE TWO THREE WHITCHS FOREST & THE FOBIDEN GRAVE YARD



Tonight the rain is falling just like the night I lost her the first time. The thunder is roaring at my feet.
The ground is shacking. My cold heart is beating fast and fearlessly.
My screams of there names are so cold but worried.
LISA…..ZACH ….BLUE Lisa…Zach ….Blue
The more I yelled the louder my voice rang to the area around me.
The trees are thin but hard to get there for my heart once fearless are now scared to see that night here again..