Hey there people! I have another haiku for you. ^_^
Haiku is a Japanese poetry form. A haiku uses just a few words to capture a moment and create a picture in the reader’s mind. It is like a tiny window into a scene much larger than itself.
Traditionally, haiku is written in three lines, with five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. Haikus are usually based on nature, or the scenery around you, but this Haiku is using a character as the focal point.
Blaze is an earthly bound battle angel, Andausian, and a member of special opts team in the military. She was born in Korea and raised in Japan. Like many of the guardians ordained to protect the half-breed Dragon Queen, she had to suffer death and loss to come closer to her faith and her destiny.
Battle angels born in human form are gifted with a special ability, sometimes more than one. Blaze has the ability to manipulate and brandish fire as a weapon.
Enjoy!
Character Haiku ~ Blaze from the Dragon Queen Series
A blaze awakens
Heat cascades through her body
Flames engulf the night
Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012
To learn more about Blaze, sink your fangs into The Dragon Queen Series.
Character Haiku ~ Demetri Bithanos
I’m not sure who the artist is, but this is the perfect image of Blaze. Many thanks to the artist for this stunning piece
Arrow Ablaze
“Do you see your target?”
Bird’s eye view on the demon, Blaze drew the bow string back. “Got him.”
The priest appeared at her side. He shuffled in place, wringing his hands together.
She dared to cast a glance at his way.
Nervousness screamed from his pale grey eyes. “Remember, Blaze. We’re not here to kill him. Only wound him.”
As a dark shadow, the demon crept through the forest, sniffing the air and scanning the area with a cautious eye.
“Not here to kill him?” A blue flame sparked to life at the end of the arrow then scattered down the length of it. “Perhaps you should’ve brought another Andausian out on this mission.”
She released the string, discharging the pointed missile. It bolted through the gathering of trees and found its target’s black heart. As blue flames engulfed the creature, a demonic shriek lit up the skies.
Blaze met the priest’s shocked stare. “Sorry, Father Wheeler. I don’t wound. I kill.”
Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012