Arthurian Legend

The Lady of Shalott

Fractured are her thoughts these latter days
Only this task holds the pieces of her together
Real seem her dreams but will does not hold
Shadows fill the waking moments
All might be lost if she does not find the courage
Knight they call him, does she know better?
Evil to her seem these dripping seconds
Nine Moons the fire burned within leaving her hollow

-Taliesin

Something that I had to write, feel free to critique.