Seven Daughters of Valdreach

The Seven Daughters--a poem by UNFINISHED
The Seven Daughters of Valdreach, each so fair & tall. The Seven Daughters of Valdreach, watch how they fall. From eldest to youngest, they call out their names. Yet from eldest to youngest, they fall all the same. The eldest among us, remember their claims. The eldest among us, remember their names. The majesty of Valdreach, the Daughters of fame. The tragedy of Valdreach, the daughters are all who remain. Their mother lay dying, her beauty lost to time. The daughters they left her, one at a time.
The Rebel (Verse 1)
Tlahatl the Rebel, small yet mighty she stood so alone. Not like her sisters, she was the first to leave home. With thirst for adventure and love for the friends. She shed the clothes of Valdreach, and has yet made amends. For she was not like her sisters, where their hair was fair. Her hair was dark, and for this she did care. The Rebel! The Rebel! Now revel, in awe! For she was the first to leave from them all. 
(Chorus X1)
Category:Literature
Category:Traveler's Era