Vow

Dayna vows to kill Servalan.

Vow

Long ago, a child, I played
Perfecting all my skills of war.
It was my father's lonely trade
So why not follow and adore?

The thrill of the hunt had called me
The edge; excitement, never fade.
No hurt of heart had stained the blood
That fell beneath the blade.

But now alone, I've tasted Death.
Indeed, it is a bitter brew;
And dark revenge shall feed the chase
Until her life, or mine, is through.

-- Kathryn A