America Strikes Back

[spiel2001]

In the midst the destruction she rose like a Pheonix from the ruble, fire and ash.

Wings spread wide she rose into the air and shrieked in expression of her pain and anger.

Circling, riding the rising currents of the fires burning below now feeding her fury, with sharp eyes, see scans the horizon... seeking her enemy.

She tastes the acrid air, breathing in deeply the scent of the beasts who has wrought this pain.

Talons open wide, jaws barred, eyes narrowed in smoldering fury she beats her great wings and, in the silence of the twilight, begins her course across the jeweled sea.

Mustering the strength of her righteous indignation she sweeps across the waters gaining speed and resolve in her intention.

She will not rest until she has rent limb from limb that which has smote her children.