She had a ruby gemstone hue to her hair
yet became trapped in the shadows because of her name,
and warm, worn-out eyes
from witnessing conniving Cinder,
true to her ashen, dark name,
lividly haunt the family of those misunderstood three.
He had the full-blown hue of obsidian to his hair
yet became broken away from the matching shadows because of his name,
and compassionate, sunken eyes
from standing up to his father the King,
true to his strict, unrelenting title,
callously curse the only son who did not desire the throne.