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Daughter of the Flame by Tora Nightthorn

I slept in blindness and untruth, unknowing who am I The wind would whisper ancient names, unveiling starry sky And something stirred beneath my skin, a spark that broke the night— A pulse of roots where wild things come, revealing ancient sight Hidden in veins, unfolds the truth— A buried storm, a bloodborn root. The silence cracked, the veil was torn— And from the dark, a witch was born. I am the daughter of the flame, Of forest wild that call my name The ground remembers every scar, I carry storms inside my soul jar No longer sleeping, blind or tame— I rise in power, I rise in flame The rivers sing in ancient tongues, the trees know every name Each step I take, I feel the pull of shadows drawn to flame The moon has carved her mark in me, the fire claims my breath And every root beneath my feet denies the lie of death. The winds that broke me made me whole— A restless heart, a burning soul. The silence cracked, the veil was torn— And from the flames, a witch was born I am the daughter of the flame, Of forest wild that call my name The ground remembers every scar, I carry storms inside my soul jar No longer sleeping, blind or tame— I rise in power, I rise in flame Let them fear the voice I found, The fire that no chain can bound. Through bone and ash, through blood and rain, I rise reborn. I speak. I claim. I am the daughter of the flame, Of forest wild that call my name The line unbroken, soul to soul— The past, the now, the yet untold. No longer hiding from my name— I rise in power. I rise in flame.