Revenant of Salt and Flame

Her sisters fell: to fire, to the deep.

The line thinned to one.

On her steel shoulders she bore the ocean.

From the dead she rose, and rose, and rose.

Her foes feared her as a ghost.

Given to salt and flame — A revenant carved in war.

The weight of those who return, the silence of those the sea took.

Twenty jewels burned into her brow. Her stigmata, a fiery crown.

She never made the journey home, for home is where the dead rest.