The Hybrid's Hope
“I grew up inside high fences,
Careful lines and guarded doors.
Plenty standing all around me,
Still, I felt alone at the core.
Then you walked in calm as a snowfall,
Steady eyes and easy grace.
Like you’d always known the pathway,
To the quiet in that place.
Some bonds are loud and sudden,
Some are slow and sure.
Ours was built like winter timber,
Silent, strong, secure.
Not by blood, but by the Pact,
With the winter at our backs.
By the promise in your stance,
When you step in front of the attack.
You’re the steady in my breathing,
The warmth beneath the snow.
The sister fate forgot to give me,
But my soul already knows.
Not by blood, but by the Pact,
By the ground we both hold fast.
By th