Page 61 of Into the Heartless Wood
SEREN
THE
stars
are
falling.
They streak and shine
like silver rain
as my mother’s power
burnsthrough the night.
Fear snags at me like burrs.
Still they fall, so bright they hurt my eyes.
I knew my mother was strong.
I did not know
she
was
this
strong.
She is changing the sky.
Changing the stars.
Her rage against the Soul Eater
written out for all the world to see.
The stars rain on.
They drip and shimmer.
They spark and die.
I do not understand
how there can be any left.
Little by little they slow, they stop.
The night grows still.
The world
is different
