The Birth of Bane

When I gaze skyward, I can almost she her there, behind the clouds, peering down as she said she would - watching. I can almost make out her aqua-marine eyes, those perfect eyelids, sculpted lashes. Then he brought the anger and the malice in his heart. He brought destruction and darkness, intent on killing us all. That was when She changed. That was when She rose up. She was ruthless. She took him. She keep him, forever.