A Pictish Stronghold
Meets Magic Arrow
"I used to know this now I don't"
A spell befalls the fort
The guards leave their posts
"I used to know this now I don't"
Standing at six feet tall
She's beautiful
And trained for any fight
Close quarter combat
Her bow as a staff
Her arrow becomes a knife
With bow in hand
She shall never miss
Not just a marksman
Honored Enchantress
"I've made the same mistakes again"
"I used to know this now I don't"
"I've lost my shield and knife
I've lost the will to fight"
"I used to know this now I don't"
The arrow has been loosed
From afar they watch it arc in flight
It always finds its mark
And takes away the gift of hindsight