She walks; and terrors of the night
Bow down and find another road
Monsters stall without a fight
Ghouls and fairies’s schemes are slowed
Her magic of high renown and skill
Is honed to draw out others’ art
None can bend her iron will
Her strength too great, too sharp, too smart
Borrowing bats to fly and soar
Or owls to hear the secrets hidden
She travels with wing or tail or paw
The Queen of Be...
